Dana is a 21st Century woman who doesn't think in terms of carriages, chaperons, or calling cards. Then, one night during an electrical storm, she tumbles into her favorite historical romance novel. When she awakens, she finds a world full of images that are not real, a foreboding old mansion filled with magic tricks, and a dark, tortured paper hero who lives alone. Is he real, or is he a ghost?<br><br>He comes to her as a spirit, his voice whispering soft, enticing accents in her ear. His presence is a seductive wind,-a mist that fondles her. He wants to capture her, hold her close,-have her always to love. But how can he when he is no more than a figment of someone's imagination?<br><br>Is there no way out for Dana? Will these lovers be imprisoned forever between the pages of this book, or will the closing of the last page rip them apart?

The Erotic Ghost

The Mighty One watched as the impressive figure of The Magician walked down the lane, getting lost in The Mists of Time. When Franz came to The Point of Departure, he descended a long staircase and slowly disappeared into an atmosphere of clouds and mist.


The devoted butler stood waiting, his eyes trained upon a painting that hung over the fireplace that served as the doorway to another world. When he saw a glittering mist exude from it, he straightened himself and stood at attention until the faint glow formed and took on substance.


“I am sorry to have disturbed you,” the butler whispered, “however, I am afraid something very odd has happened.”


“It’s all right, Thorn. I know it must be important since you’re not a man easily…”


While Franz was speaking, Thorn moved from his Master’s line of vision and watched his reaction.


Chapter 6