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Christine Feehan - Dark 12 - Dark Melody.pdf

Christine Feehan - Dark 12 - Da…

上传者: dierapunzel 2013-02-21 评分 0 0 0 0 0 0 暂无简介 简介 举报

简介:本文档为《Christine Feehan - Dark 12 - Dark Melodypdf》,可适用于高等教育领域,主题内容包含DARKMELODYByChristineFeehanFormydaughterDeniseFeehanandforCodyTucker,twope符等。

DARKMELODYByChristineFeehanFormydaughterDeniseFeehanandforCodyTucker,twopeoplewhoshareagreatloveofmusicamongmanyotherthingsALEISUREBOOKNovemberPublishedbyDorchesterPublishingCoIncMadisonAvenueNewYork,NYIfyoupurchasedthisbookwithoutacoveryoushouldbeawarethatthisbookisstolenpropertyItwasreportedas"unsoldanddestroyed"tothepublisherandneithertheauthornorthepublisherhasreceivedanypaymentforthis"strippedbook"CopyrightbyChristineFeehanCoverartbyJohnEnniswwwennisartcomAllrightsreservedNopartofthisbookmaybereproducedortransmittedinanyformorbyanyelectronicormechanicalmeans,includingphotocopying,recordingorbyanyinformationstorageandretrievalsystem,withoutthewrittenpermissionofthepublisher,exceptwherepermittedbylawISBNGeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http:wwwprocesstextcomabclithtmlThename"LeisureBooks"andthestylized"L"withdesignaretrademarksofDorchesterPublishingCoIncPrintedintheUnitedStatesofAmericaBesuretowritetoChristineatchristinechristinefeehancomtogetaFREEexclusiveChristineFeehananimatedscreensaverandsignupforherPRIVATEbookannouncementlistShewouldlovetohearfromyou!ChapterNeedcrawledthroughhisbodyandpoundedoutarhythminhismindMusicseethedandroared,fillingthelargebar,anedgy,compellingmelodyasdarkanddrivenashewasThenoteswererippedfromdeepwithinhissoul,movedthroughhisfingerstotheguitarcradledinhisarmsashemightcradleawomanThemusicwasoneofthefewthingsthatremindedhimhewasaliveandnotoneoftheundeadHecouldfeelthestares,althoughheneverlookedupHecouldhearthebreathingofthecrowd,theairmovingthroughlungsliketherushofafreighttrainHeheardbloodebbing,flowinginveins,beckoning,asweetseductress,teasinghissensesuntilhiscravingwasanobsessionasdarkandrelentlessastheshadowacrosshissoulTheywhisperedHundredsofconversationsSecretsPickuplinesThethingswhisperedinbarsunderthecoverofmusicHeheardeverywordclearlyashesatonthestagewiththeyoung,enthusiasticbandhewasjammingwithHeheardthewhispersofwomenastheydiscussedhimDayanLeadguitaristfortheDarkTroubadoursTheywantedtobedhimforallthewrongreasons,andhewantedthemforreasonsthatwouldhaveterrifiedthemThesongended,thecrowdroared,stompingandclappingandyellingapprovalDayanglancedatthemanwaitingatthebarCullenTuckerraisedaglassofwatertowardhim,oneeyebrowupWhatarewedoinghereDayanreadtheexpressionclearly,readtheman'smindWhatweretheydoingthereWhathadcompelledhimtogointothebar,pickuphisguitarandplayforthecrowdHisperformancewouldonlydrawunwarrantedattentiontothemItwasn'tsafeTheywerehunted,yetDayanhadnochoiceHeneededtobeinthisbarHewaswaitingforsomething…forsomeoneDayan'sfingerswerealreadypickingupanotherrhythmDarkMoodyThemelodytookholdofhim,demandingtobereleasedHisvoicestilledthecrowd,beckoned,seduced,temptedHecalledtoherCommandedherHisloverHislifemateHisotherhalfHecalledtohertocompletehimTogivehimtheemotionsthathadfadedfromhissoul,leavinghimanemptyshellofgrowingdarknessAcreaturelivingintheshadows,vulnerabletothecrouchingbeastSavemeCometomeThewordstookthebreathfromthelisteningcrowd,broughttearstotheeyesofthewomenTheypushedclosertothestage,unawarethattheydidsoUnawareofthepowerofhisvoice,hiseyesHemesmerizedthemSeducedthemCompelledthemHecasthisspell,adangerouspredatoramongeasypreySavemePleasesavemeHisvoicewashedoverthem,seepedintopores,soakedintobrainssothattheystaredupathimcompletelyenthralledHungerrose,aresponsetohisheighteningGeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http:wwwprocesstextcomabclithtmlsensesHekepthiseyesclosed,blockingoutthesightofthecrowd,losinghimselfinhissongtoherHislifemateTheonewomanwhocouldsavehimWherewassheThedooropened,allowingthenightbreezetorushintotheroom,dispellingtheodoroftoomanybodiescrushedtogetherintoosmallaspaceItwasthesoundofaheartbeatthatmadehimlifthisheadTheheartwasweakandirregular,beatingtoofast,laboringtoohardDayanlookedupandliterallylosthisabilitytobreatheThereshewasJustlikethatHislungsburnedforairandhisfingerslosttheirageoldrhythmHisheartbegantomatchthestrangerhythmofhersDayanforcedabreathintohisbodyFirstone,thenasecondThebandwasstaringathimuncertainlyHisfingersbeganamelodyhehadneverplayedbefore,onethatwasalwaysthere,lockedinhisheartDimlyhewasawarethebandhadtakenitscuefromhim,followinghislead,buthepaidnoattentiontotheothersHecouldn'tlookawayfromher,watchingasshepausedwhileherlighthairedcompanionspokewithseveralacquaintancesWhatwaswrongwithherheartHisblackeyesmovedoverherpossessively,markingher,claimingherShewassmall,curvy,withlushdarkhairandenormouseyesHewatchedthewayshemoved,watchedtheswayofherhipsToDayan,shewasincrediblybeautifulAndshewashumanHeknewitwaspossibleforoneofhiskind,aCarpathian,tohaveahumanlifemate,buthehadneverimaginedhisotherhalfwouldbeoneShepausedforamomenttostareupathiminshock,herwidegazecollidingwithhisforthebriefestinstantHerperfectmouthformedaroundOassherecognizedhimSheswungherheadtowardthetallblondewhoaccompaniedherTheotherwomanlaughedandhuggedher,ledthewaythroughthecrowdtoaboothinadarkcorneroftheclubHeheardthesoftmurmurofhervoice,andatoncehisworldchangedWherebeforetheclubhadbeenvisibletohimonlyinshadesofgray,itwasnowbrilliantlyalivewithvivid,dazzlingcolorEmotionswerecrowdinginonhimfastandhard,somanyhecouldn'tsortthemoutHecouldonlysitverystillwithhisfingersflashingoverhisbelovedguitarHefeltthatHisguitarItamazedhimsomuch,hewasawareoftearsburningbehindhiseyesDayanwasalmostparalyzedbythedifferentstimulibombardinghimThemusicHungerColorsLustItwasavolcano,moltenhot,addingtohisedgyfeelingAndtherewasjealousyDarkDangerousHerealizedhedidn'tliketoseethemencrowdingaroundherbooth,leaningovertotalktoherAtoncethatthoughttriggeredtherisingofthebeastinhimandhehadtocrushitdownHewasverydangerousinthisstateThemusicpouredoutofhim,throughhimwildemotionalmostchokedhimhewasblindedbyamyriadofcolorsHetookadeep,calmingbreath,foughtforcontrolandwonWhatwaswrongwithherheartHekepthisheadbentoverhisguitar,buthisemptyblackeyeswerefixedonhisprey,theonlywomanwhomatteredtohimHeplayedtoher,pouredhisheartouttoher,allowedthebeautyofhismusictospeaktoherHewantedhertoseethepoetinhim,notthepredatorNotthedarknessAllthewhileheplayed,helistenedtotheconversationshewashaving,listenedforthesoundofhervoice"Ican'tbelieveit'sreallyhim,LisaThat'sDayan,oftheDarkTroubadoursHe'spracticallyagodamongmusiciansI'veneverheardanyoneplaylikehimWhatintheworldishedoingwiththisband"Thatwashervoice,softandfeminineShespokeinareverenttoneGeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http:wwwprocesstextcomabclithtmlHerfingersweretappingoutarhythmonthetable,followinghisguitarriffLisaleanedacrosstheboothtobeheardoverthenoiseinthebar"IheardhewasvacationingnearbyIguesshe'sjustjammingheretonight,CorinneIknowhowmuchyoulovemusic,andIwantedtogiveyouasurprise"ThatwashernameCorinneEvenhernamefitthemusicinDayan'smindHeunashamedlyeavesdroppedtolearnwhathecouldShewaslisteningtohismusic,herbodyrespondingnaturally,butshewasn'tstaringathiminraptadorationthewaytheotherwomeninthebarwerestaringThewayhewouldhaveliked"ButhowdidyouknowHe'snotjustanyone,LisaHe'sageniuswhenhe'splayingHowdidyouknowhe'dbeheretonight""Bruce–yourememberBruce,Corinne–heworksformyphotographerBruceknowsyou'reahugemusicfanHestoppedinforadrinkandcalledtotellmeamemberoftheDarkTroubadourswasjammingheretonightBrucesaidthatmanatthebarissupposedlyafriendoftheleadguitarist'sandthathetravelswiththeDarkTroubadours"LisaindicatedCullen"Everyone'shopingitmeanstheTroubadoursarelookingfornewplacestoplay""Well,theydopreferthesmaller,moreintimateclubs,butwhowouldhaveeverthoughttheywouldplayhere"CorinnesaidHergazestrayedtoDayan,theireyesmet,andshehastilylookedawayTheimpactshookhimHisfingersnearlylosttheirrhythmhisstomachgaveafunnylurchandhisverybreathslammedoutofhislungs"Ishereallythatfamous"Lisaasked,grinningatCorinne"He'sabsolutelyfamous,youheathen"Corinne'slaughterwasaffectionate,teasing"Hisbanddoesn'thaveacontractwithanylabelSomepeopletrytotapetheirmusicwhentheygotoconcertsThetapesareworthafortune""Youhaveanoldrecordandseveraltapes,don'tyou"LisaaskedColorsweptupCorinne'sface"Ssh!Forheaven'ssake,Lisa,thosetapesareblackmarketWhatifsomeonehearsyou"Guiltwasinhervoice"Thebandtravelsandplaysmostlyinsmallplaces,likeoldfashionedtroubadoursThat'sprobablyhowtheycameupwiththename"Lisaleanedherchinonherhand"He'slookingthiswayIswear,Rina,Ireallythinkhe'snoticedus""He'sgorgeousIhadnoidea"Corinnehadneverbeenonetofallformeninthespotlight,whetheractor,musicianorathleteItwasn'therstyleshewastoodowntoearthButDayanresembledasculptureofaGreekgodHewastallandsinewy,givingtheimpressionofgreatstrengthandpowerwithoutbulkymusclesHishairwasverylong,butwellkept,shininglikearaven'swing,pulledbackatthenapeofhisneckandsecuredwithaleatherthongButitwashisfacethatcaughtandheldCorinne'sattentionItcouldhavebeenchiseledfrommarbleHiswasthefaceofamancapableofgreatsensuality,orgreatcrueltyShecouldn'tgettheimpressionofdangeroutofhermindwhenshelookedathimHismouthwasbeautiful,aswastheshapeofhisjawwithitsfaintblueblackbeardshadow–shehadalwayslikedthatonaman–butitwashiseyesthatensnaredherShemadethemistakeoflookingdirectlyathimHiseyeswerebeautiful,shapedlikeacat'seyes,darkandmysterious,empty,yetfilledGeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http:wwwprocesstextcomabclithtmlwithathousandsecretsShefeltalmostpulledintohisgaze,capturedforalltimeShecouldn'tlookawayfromhimMesmerizedThewordcametoheroutofnowhereShewasdefinitelymesmerizedbyhimHisheadwasbenttowardhisguitar,buthisgazeseemedfixedonherfaceLisa,withherstrikinglooks,garnishedattentioneasilyandwascomfortablewithitCorinnecouldbarelybreathewithhisgazelockedonherHerfingerscurledintoatightfist,herlongnailsdiggingdeeplyintoherpalmsHerheartwasdoingacrazysomersault,andherbreathseemedstolenrightfromherlungs"I'veneverheardanyoneplaysobeautifully"Hermouthwassodryshecouldbarelygetthewordsout"Hecansitinmybedroomandplaymetosleepeverynight,"LisasaidColorcreptupCorinne'snecktosweepintoherfaceattheideaofthismaninherbedroomPlayinghisguitarwasnotwhatshehadinmindTheimagethatdidcometoherwasshockingShehadneverthoughtofanyonelikethatNotevenJohnNotonlydiditseemdisloyal,butitwastotallyoutofcharacterforherSuddenlyshewasveryafraidShewantedtorunlikeachildandfindaplacetohidefromhismesmerizingeyesandthestrangeeffectheseemedtohaveonherHefrightenedher,trulyfrightenedherPerhapsitwashismusic,sointense,sohungry,likehiseyes"Corinne!"Lisasaidhernamesharply,breakingthespell"AreyouallrightDoyouneedyourmedicationYoubroughtit,didn'tyou"ShehadalreadygrabbedCorinne'spurseandwasrummagingthroughithastilyTherewasanedgeoffearinhervoice"I'mfine,Lisa,"Corinnesaid"IthinkmyherotookmybreathawayforaminutethereHe'spotentIwishhe'dsingagain"Sheforcedherselftolaugh"Oh,yeah,"Lisasaiddreamily,"hehasasexyvoice""Bestill,myheart,"Corinneteased,clutchingatherheartdramaticallyItmadeLisalaugh,wipingoutthesuddenfearinhereyes,justasCorinneknewitwouldWithhissuperiorhearing,DayancouldheareverywordHesortedthroughconversationseasily,dismissingthemfromhismind,butnothersCorinneTheotherwomanhadcalledherCorinneAlthoughhappytoknowhehadmanagedtostealherbreath,hewasbusyassessingthesituationMedicationWhatmedicationWhatwaswrongwithherheartItwasimportanttofindoutassoonaspossibleDayandirectedhisattentiontowardCullenGotothefarboothandstrikeupaconversationwiththetwowomenHepushedhard,makinghiswordsacommandHedidn'tlikeusingCullen–itwasn'tinDayantousesomeonehewasfondof–andnowthathecouldonceagainexperienceemotions,hecouldfeelthefriendshiphehadwiththehumanmaleButheneededanemissary,someonetoactquicklybeforeCorinneboltedHecouldreadherfeareasilyenough,andhecouldnotallowhertofleefromhimCullenturnedhisheadandspottedthebeautifulblondeTohisastonishmentherecognizedherfaceLisaWentworthShewasamodeloftenseenonthecoverofmagazinesOrdinarily,hewouldneverhavethenervetospeaktoher,butforsomereason,hefoundhimselfcoveringthedistancebetweenthemHehadbeeninloveonetimeinhislifeandhadlosthisfiancéeSincethenhehadneverreallylookedatanotherwomanHecouldn'thelpnoticingLisaWentworthItwasn'tjustthefactthatshewasbeautiful,itwassomethingshiningfromdeepwithinher"Itwouldbeanhonortogetyoutwowhateveryou'redrinking,"hesaidasagreeting"MynameisGeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http:wwwprocesstextcomabclithtmlCullenTucker"Hewishedhehadapickuplinethatwouldmakehimstandoutfromallthemenstaringather,buthehadn'ttriedtoattractawomaninyears"LisaWentworth"LisastuckoutherhandandflashedablazingsmilewhileCorinneseemedtoshrinkbackintotheshadows,herfaceslightlyaverted,herhairspillingdownlikeasilkenshield"ThisisCorinneCorinneWentworth"CullenraisedaneyebrowininquiryTheylookednothingalike,althoughhethoughtthembothbeautiful"Whatwouldyouliketodrink""We'rebothjustdrinkingwater,"Lisaoffered,aflirtysmilecurvinghersoftmouth"I'llletyougetitforusifyoupromisetositwithus""I'llberightback,"Cullencommented,ratherpleasedthatLisawasn'tstaringupatDayanwiththatlookherecognizedinsomanywomenHehadlearned,intravelingwiththeband,thatfewofthegroupiescaredwhatthebandmemberswerelike,onlythattheywerefamousandplayedinaband"Whatareyoudoing,Lisa"Corinnehissed"AreyoucrazyYouneverpickupmenWhatareyouthinkingTellmeyouaren'tusinghimtomeettheguitarplayer""OfcourseI'mnotIdon'tknow–there'sjustsomethingabouthimHe'scuteHeisn'tlookingatmeasifI'msomethingtodrapeonhisarmandshowoffItgetstiringDoyoumindsomuchifhejusttalkstousYoucanstaresomemoreatDayanwhileheplays"TherewasahopefulnoteinLisa'svoiceCorinnetookadeepbreathandletitoutslowlyShewasn'tbeingfairtoLisaLisaneededtohavefunShehadbeentakingcareofCorinneformonthsnowCarefullyCorinnehidhertremblinghandoutofsightinherlapandforcedherselftoshrugcasually"IsupposeIcandothatButI'mnotlookingathimanymoreJusthearinghimplayisoverwhelmingHe'salmosttoogood"Lisa'seyeswereonthemanatthebar,surveyinghimwithinterestHisshouldersweresquareandhestoodverystraightShelikedthewayhelookedherrightintheeyeTherewassomethingelse,somethingthattouchedherheartShecouldn'tdefineorexplainittoCorinne,buthelookedlikeamanwiththeweightoftheworldonhisshouldersandnoonetoeasehisburdenTheplaintruthwas,shelikedthelookofhim"I'lltakeCullen,"Lisasaidhalfseriously,"andyoucangofortheguitarplayer"Corinneflashedasaucysmile"He'stoogoodtobetrueMenlikethatbreakheartseverywheretheygoTheyhavethatelementofdangerbecausetheyreallyarebadboysWomenthinktheycanchangethem,butthetruthis,they'rebadandthere'snothingtobedoneaboutitIfyou'reasmartwoman,whichIam,youonlystareatthemandfantasizeyoudon'tgonearthemoryougetyourfingersburnedI'lljustlistentohimplayandbeveryhappy"CullenmadehiswaythroughthecrowdedclubbacktotheboothwherethetwowomenwereseatedHehadnoideawhathewasgoingtosaytothemTheblondewasstrikingterrorinhisheartHecouldn'tpossiblybecomeinterestedinawoman,notwithapackofmurderershoundinghisfootstepsVerycarefullyhesetabottleofwaterbeforeeachofthemLisasmiledupathimandscootedover,allowingCullentositbesideherTheroomwascrowdedanditwasveryloudShewantedtoheareverywordthismanspokeCorinneshiftedslightlytogiveLisaalittlemoreprivacytoworkhermagicLisadeservedtofindanicemanSomeoneShewouldneedsomeoneGeneratedbyABCAmberLITConverter,http:wwwprocesstextcomabclithtmlverysoonThemusiccontinued,butCorinnenoticedthemomentDayanstoppedplayingThebeautyandclarityweregonefromthemusic,leavinganokaygroupmakingupfortheirlackofgeniuswithenthusiasmShecouldn'thelpitshestoleaquicklookathimfromunderherlonglashesHewasstandingup,acasual,almostlazymovethatremindedherofalargejunglecatstretchingHewascarefulwithhisguitar,settingitagainstthefarwalloutofreachofanylightfingeredfansorrowdiesForabriefmomenthesurveyedthecrowd,mostofwhomwerestaringupathiminraptadorationAflickerofwhatcouldhavebeenimpatiencecrossedhisfaceHeturnedhisheadandlookeddirectlyatherInstantlyshefelttheweightofhisstareIntentHungryCorinne'sheartseemedtostopbeatingHewaslookingather–notathisfriendandnotatLisa,butstraightatherTheireyesmetacrosstheroom,andimmediatelyshecouldfeelthatmesmerizingpullAspellofenchantmentDayanleaneddownandsaidsomethingtotheleadguitaristandthensteppedoffthestageOverthecrowdhisblackgazeheldherscaptiveCorinnecouldn'tlookawayHerheartwasgoingcrazyandherbreathrefusedtoenterherlungsShecouldonlystarehelplesslyathim,watchingashecrossedtheroomtoreachhersideStrangely,noonespoketohim,notasinglewomaninthecrowd

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