Rebecca longs for the freedom to succumb to The Dance. But will her past threaten her future? Just one night may determine her fate.

The Dance: Paranormal Romance

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Review: The Dance

Elemental Seduction-The Dance

by McKinzie S. Heart

By Lindsey Armstrong|May 18, 2015- 12:37 pm|Barb’s Reviews, Book Reviews

Rebecca’s had a horrible marriage. Though the divorce isn’t finalized, she has put as much distance between her and her husband as she could. She’s forlornly alone but safe. As she spends yet another night alone in her grandparents’ old farmhouse, strange unexplainable things begin to happen. Has Charles tracked her down or is it some unknown intruder setting her up? And what are these whispers that she’s now hearing? Are they real or in her mind? While she tries to sort out everything as it happens, she has no idea how much is at stake. Not only is her life in jeopardy, but she may very well lose her heart and soul. But that is exactly what might have to happen for her to give in to The Dance.

This was one very fantastic well written book! The storyline was one that was full of surprises and the characters were so well developed. McKenzie S. Heart has a way of pulling her readers into the story and not letting them take time to look away because they may miss something. The way she brought the element of wind into play was so fantastic. About time some one knows what power the elements can have on a person and how one person can connects to one particular element.

Rebecca was running from her crazy x-husband and she thought she had done a great job of it until he showed up in her house in the middle of the night threatening to kill her. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do so in order to get away from him, she ran outside into the wind. The wind is what saved her that night. She found out that the one thing that was protecting her and making her feel so loved all her life wasn’t a person but something stronger than she would ever realize.

By the end of this book, I had tears streaming down my eyes. The ending is a tear jerker for me but it’s such a beautiful story that I welcomed the tears. I know a book is really good when it provokes strong emotions from me and stays with me for days instead of leaving after I finish the book. Thank you so much McKenzie S. Heart for bringing such a beautiful story to life because this story will stay with me for a very long time. Such beautiful detail and the way everything came together in the end. Grab a copy because you are missing a great story if you don’t read this right now.

Blurb: The Dance

Rebecca’s had a horrible marriage. Though the divorce isn’t finalized, she has put as much distance between her and her husband as she could. She’s forlornly alone but safe. As she spends yet another night alone in her grandparents’ old farmhouse, strange unexplainable things begin to happen. Has Charles tracked her down or is it some unknown intruder setting her up? And what are these whispers that she’s now hearing? Are they real or in her mind? While she tries to sort out everything as it happens, she has no idea how much is at stake. Not only is her life in jeopardy, but she may very well lose her heart and soul. But that is exactly what might have to happen for her to give in to The Dance.

EXCERPT: The Dance

The hot water engulfed her body as vanilla-scented bubbles slid across her sensitive skin. Candles glowed in each corner, wrapping her in a warm embrace and filling her soul with comfort. How many times before had she awakened in the night unable to return to sleep? She couldn’t remember. Maybe it had something to do with her past. She shook her head free of these thoughts then eased back, flipping open her cell phone. Knowing her friend Kim, she would still be up. The hopeless romantic, she probably lay curled up in the bed sipping on wine enjoying some sappy book about a woman falling for the perfect man and living happily ever after. Of course, she would have a box of tissues at her side for the inevitable tears. Kim had always believed in happy endings regardless of the trials and tribulations in the journey. Rebecca was one of the privileged few allowed to glimpse this hidden beneath her tough exterior. She frowned. She didn’t believe in romance anymore but would never share her belief with her best friend.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Kim. Up reading?”

“You know it. I bought this really wonderful book called Dark Moon Harvest. It is the most erotic romance I’ve ever read.”

“Bet you’re drinking a glass of wine too.” Rebecca flicked absently at her bubbles.

“Of course. Hey, I know you don’t go for books like this, but it’s really steamy with a happy ending. I think you would like it.”

“Hmmm, I don’t think so, but when you get done with it, I’ll take a look. You know I prefer mysteries like that book I was just reading, Bones, by K. J. Dahlen.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure that once you start reading it, you’ll get hooked. So, what are you doing up? Having bad dreams again?”

“No, I don’t know what made me wake up. I think I heard something tapping on the window. I thought it was a tree but couldn’t see anything.”

“It’s probably just some bad weather that’s coming in. I saw on the news that a hurricane is heading this way. Hope you’re prepared just in case.”

“Of course I am. Nana and Papa always kept a cellar full of supplies. I’m not worried about it.”

“You probably just heard something getting blown against the window. You do live out in the country,” Kim replied with an audible sip.

“Yeah, I like living here. I’m glad they left the place to me…it gave me a chance to…uh… So, guess you don’t have any company tonight?”

Kim was a good friend. She completely ignored the awkward pause. “Now, you know that a real guy can’t compete with my books. When it’s book night, that’s it. No guys allowed.”

Rebecca stifled a giggle at Kim’s comment. She could afford to have a book night since guys practically beat down the door for her attentions, otherwise.

“Of course, you don’t have a book night so are you alone?”

“Now what kind of question is that? Of course, I’m alone.”

“Pity. You really need to get laid. How long has it been?”

A smile spread across Rebecca’s face. Her friend…always the nosey one, always the match-maker. “It’s been a long time, but I don’t care.”

“Nonsense, you care, but you’ve just convinced yourself that intimacy is no longer important.”

“I’m perfectly fine in this house all by myself. When I’m ready, I’m sure I’ll find someone compatible.”

“It’s been six months, Becca, you’ve got to be pretty lonely. Hell, you’re probably gonna rust shut.” Kim suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter. Rebecca couldn’t help but giggle with her. The idea seemed hilariously possible.

“If it rusts shut, I’ll just have to lubricate it–”

“Yeah, with man-juice,” Kim interrupted, snorting then sounding as though choking on her wine.

“Serves you right, ho, for talking such talk.”

“You’re just jealous.”

“But seriously, though, you know I can’t see anyone until everything is finalized.”

“Why not? It’s not like you two have any kids together.”

“I know, but I don’t need to complicate the issues. I don’t want him to find a way to drag this out. He’s already threatened to refuse to sign the divorce papers.”

She heard her friend’s book slam shut then she replied, “Who cares? The bastard cheated on you and treated you like shit. What should you care? I think it’s time for you to start enjoying life. I never did like him. I knew his kind instantly. All he wanted was someone he could control and in the worst way.”

“I know, I know,” Rebecca sighed as they slipped into this all-too-familiar conversation.

“But, Becca, you can’t be controlled. You’re a free spirit and a free spirit can’t be possessed or manipulated. All you wanted was his love…not his abuse. Honestly, I don’t know why it took you so long to see it. I just wish you wouldn’t have married that cock sucker!”

“Geez, Kim,” she laughed. “You been dating that wrestler again? The mouth he had on him–”

“Nope, dating a marine. And let me tell you, he’s got some kind of mouth not to mention his–”

“Okay, okay, sorry I asked. Anyway, I’ll let you get back to your book. I just wanted to check up on you.”

“Sure, just remember to keep an ear out about that hurricane if you’re going to stay up a little longer. If not, have hot sweet dreams, girl, and I’ll talk to you in the morning.”

“Talk to you later.” Rebecca snapped the phone shut, setting it on the side of the tub. She leaned farther back thinking about Kim’s comments and how she knew that she was right.

Suddenly, the phone rang, causing her to splash water over the side in surprise. The caller ID showed it as a private caller. It could be anyone if they were out of their own calling plan range. Any of her friends knew that there was a good possibility that she would be up, even though she was normally an early bird, especially in these last six months. Hell, it might even be Kim calling her back. Maybe she forgot to mention something.

“Hello?”

No one replied.

“Hello?”

Still no answer.

“If you can hear me, I can’t hear you. I’m just going to hang up so you can call me back when you’re in better range.” She flipped the phone shut and waited. It instantly rang again.

“Hello?” She listened closely and could hear breathing on the other end. Nope, this person was in range but must think it pretty funny to harass someone this time of the night. “I’m not impressed, perv, so give it up.”

She hung up and waited. The phone didn’t ring again. Lucky for him because next she would have pulled out the old police whistle and–tap, tap, tap…

Rebecca nearly dropped the phone into the water. She fumbled for control then took deep breaths to sooth her thundering heart.

“It’s only the storm.” She glanced up to the covered bathroom window. “Better get out of the water in case of lightning.”

Quickly, she toweled off and slipped back into the silk nightie. As she brushed her long wet hair, strains of soft music drifted up from the living room. She paused, staring at herself in the mirror then crinkled a brow.

“I know I turned off the stereo before I went to bed…I’m pretty sure.” Of course, as soft as the music flowed, she could have overlooked it. That’s what happened. She left the damned thing on. Just the other night, she had left the TV on too.

She slipped on her fuzzy slippers then went downstairs to make sure everything was turned off. Couldn’t let anything wake her up again.

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