Kelly Moran is a bestselling author of enchanting ever-afters. She gets her ideas from everyone and everything around her and there's always a book playing out in her head. No one who knows her bats an eyelash when she talks to herself.

Kelly is a RITA® Finalist, RONE Award-Winner, Catherine Award-Winner, Readers Choice Finalist, Holt Medallion Finalist, and landed on the "Must Read" & "10 Best Reads" lists at USA TODAY's Lifestyle blog. She is a proud Romance Writers of America® member, where she was an Award of Excellence Finalist. Her books have foreign translation rights in Germany, the Czech Republic, and the Netherlands.

Kelly's interests include: sappy movies, MLB, NFL, driving others insane, and sleeping when she can. She is a closet coffee junkie and chocoholic, but don't tell anyone. She's originally from Wisconsin, but she resides in South Carolina with her three sons, her two dogs, and a cat. She loves hearing from her readers. 
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Trisha Eaton has been plagued by mysterious nightmares ever since her parents adopted her as a young girl. She chalked them up to childish nuisances until they return-- with a vengeance. Something about the Drake house next door to her family’s apple orchard haunts her. Now, her night terrors and sleepwalking seem to be luring her to something dark. When a series of strange events crops up, Trisha turns to Nick Mackey. 

As the new deputy in town, Nick just wants to put his traumatic past behind him. An undeniable attraction for Trisha has piqued interest and has him wondering if a shot at a normal life was possible. But Trisha has somehow struck a nerve, and a long-buried secret. A secret that someone they know will kill to keep veiled. Uncovered answers only seem to lead to more questions in a case where nothing makes sense. 

One chilling fact remains... some nightmares are all too real.


The Drake House

Nick headed over to the ranch houses before departing the grounds entirely. He needed to check on Brad and update him. It was easy to forget Brad was a victim in this, too. 


Every step away from Trisha weighed on his limbs, until he had to fight the urge to turn around and make her see reason. One of those people holed up inside her house, the very ones who claimed to love her, had more than likely killed her two workmen. Her friends. And he still couldn't figure out why. After everything he'd learned today, none of it added up to motive.


Receiving no answer when he knocked, Nick entered the first ranch and made his way through the living room and down the hallway toward the bedrooms. Instead of finding Brad in his room, Nick found him in Chuck's bedroom sitting in a chair in the corner.


Brad glanced over, looking like he hadn't a clue which way was up. "The cops just left. I came in to pack up Chuck's stuff so Trisha wouldn't have to." He shook his head. "I can't do it."


Chapter 47