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DEMONIC OBSESSIONAn Ellora’s Cave publication, November 2003Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.PO Box787Hudson,OH44236-0787ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-84360-667-4Other available formats (no ISBNs are assigned):Adobe (PDF), Rocketbook (RB), Mobipocket (PRC) & HTMLDEMONIC OBSESSION © 2003 ELISA ADAMSALLRIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without permission.This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead, or places, events orlocales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors’ imaginations and used fictitiously.Edited byMARTHA PUNCHES.Cover art byDARRELLKING .DEMONIC OBSESSION
ByElisaAdamsChapter 1Ellie sat on an old wooden bench, her sketchpad resting on her lap. The sunset just visible over the topsof the trees washed the sky in brilliant hues of orange and pink. The rustling of the summer wind throughthe leaves and the faint breaking of waves against the nearby shore calmed her nerves like nothing elsecould—on most nights.Just not tonight.She tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ears and took a sip from her water bottle, making anattempt to ignore the strange sensations that prickled the hair on the back of her neck. The air crackledwith an electrical tension, sending a shiver through her despite the warm temperature.Somethingwas different.Something had disturbed the peaceful, sleepy quiet ofStoneHarbor . Something she couldn’tdefine—maybe didn’t want to. A knot of anxiety formed in the pit of her stomach and her gaze landed ona man leaning against a tree a few dozen feet away. Did he have something to do with the disturbance?“Yeah, right,” she muttered to herself, turning her attention back to her sketchpad. He looked aboutaverage height, with an average build and average dark hair—nothing spectacular about him, at leastfrom this distance. He wore khaki pants and an off-white polo shirt—nothing impressive there. Helooked more like the married-with-three- children type than the bad-to-the-bone andout-to-cause-trouble type.So why couldn’t she shake the feeling that his presence signaled danger?She blew out a breath, frustrated with her paranoia. So her ex-husband had turned out to be a first-classjerk disguised as a successful businessman. That didn’t mean that every other man who dressed nicelymeant her emotional harm. If she didn’t get over what happened withTodd , she’d never get the chanceto meet a nice guy and settle down. Three years had passed since her divorce—plenty of time to get overher silly insecurities.She had to stop pastingTodd ’s face on every man who walked into her life. They weren’talllikehim—she wasn’t naïve enough to believe that—but her luck with men seemed to really suck lately. Thispoor guy hadn’t done anything to her, he probably hadn’t even noticed she was alive, and she’d alreadypegged him as some kind of deranged mass murderer.

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