A determined witch pursues the perfect Halloween date.

Sarah Ferndale is one determined witch! She's desperate to attend what promises to be the Halloween bash of the decade, all so she can win a party prize that will advance her spell-casting career. But what does a frantic broom flyer do when she breaks up with her date at the very last minute?

Torin Brophy is minding his own business on a dark, stormy night. When he almost runs a sultry ...

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Sarah's Treat

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A determined witch pursues the perfect Halloween date.

Sarah Ferndale is one determined witch! She's desperate to attend what promises to be the Halloween bash of the decade, all so she can win a party prize that will advance her spell-casting career. But what does a frantic broom flyer do when she breaks up with her date at the very last minute?

Torin Brophy is minding his own business on a dark, stormy night. When he almost runs a sultry siren down in the middle of a street, gentlemanly duty requires him to see to his bewitching young victim's needs.

If Sarah wants to attend the yearly Halloween ball, Torin is more than happy to go with her. She's exciting, exquisite and everything he's been looking for. Besides…the fine line party rules require attending couples to knock boots for the very prizes that Sarah seeks.

What's a hero to do? It's a dirty job but…whatever treats Sarah desires, Torin is more than willing to go the distance!

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780857153111
  • Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
  • Publication date: 10/18/2010
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 85
  • File size: 385 KB

Meet the Author

C.S. Chatterly aka Candace Sams was a police officer for eleven years, worked on an ambulance for eight years as a crew chief, and is now an author. She graduated from Texas A&M University with a B.S. in Agriculture, worked as a police officer with the State of Texas, was with the San Diego Police Department, taught for the San Diego County Sheriff's Department and with a law enforcement agency in Alabama. She is the senior woman on the U.S. Kung Fu Team, awarded the Medal of Putien from China and the Statue of Tao for martial arts, holder of several international martial arts titles, and is an award winning author of fantasy fiction. She also writes erotica under the pen name, C.S. Chatterly. Her hobbies include weight lifting, gardening, and looking after a family of pets who’ve adopted her. She and her husband, Lee, have been married for over two decades.
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“I can’t go, Sarah. I hab a serious head code. I tode you ted tibes already.” Peter Attwater wheezed as he coughed yet again and reached for his thermometer. “Mudder said I should stay hobe.”

Sarah Ferndale stared at the thin, frail man, or facsimile thereof, standing in the front room of his apartment. She could barely understand him, and didn’t really want to be around her current beau in his sickly condition. But there was nothing for it. She’d paid two thousand dollars for the tickets and wasn’t about to give up on trying to change his mind. “Look, why don’t you just take some damned medicine? Swallow some aspirin like everybody else and tough it out.”

“Hab a heart, will you? Do you think I—” A huge sneeze ended what he wanted to say.

Sarah backed away from the expectoration and sighed. “I’ll go down to the corner drugstore and get you anything you need. If you take it, maybe you’ll feel better by Friday. What’s the harm in trying?”

“Here I ab, dearly on by death bed, and you want be to go to sub stupid Halloweed Ball,” he splattered out. “Mudder thinks I could be ond the berge ob a berry serious illdess.”

Sarah crossed her arms over her chest, still trying to pick out what he was saying. “If we don’t get to that party, you’ll be on the verge of needing another girlfriend, Peter. I know you don’t feel well right this minute. But twenty-four hours could make a world of difference. Why won’t you just think about going? Just try to get better.”

“Mudder said you were a cold, cold woban. I’m begidding to beliebe her.”

“Your mother again,” she muttered. “You know, it’d be easier to accept you coming down with a cold, but you do this every single time we’re going to spend a weekend together.”

“Dat’s dot true.”

“It is. Your mother had you believing you were infected with something called Madagascar Toxic Syndrome last New Year’s Eve. I looked it up, and can’t even find it in any medical encyclopaedia. But you stayed home, just in case. Then, when we wanted to go off to the coast last spring for a long weekend, she saw a minor rash on your arm and insisted you might be coming down with an allergy. And what about my birthday? What about that, huh?”

“That was a precaution. You doe I bruise easily.”

She rolled her eyes. “Peter, it was a swimming party. How the hell do you get bruised swimming?”

“Mudder says—”

She held up both hands in a gesture of frustrated refusal. “No. That’s it. I’ve had it! I can’t take any more of you or your mother. It’s always been a fight over who gets to have you. I’ve put up with it for this entire year, but no more. When your mother finds someone good enough for you, call me. I want to meet this paragon, whoever she is, and wish her the very best of luck. She’ll need it.”

Sarah picked up her coat, tried not to feel guilty over her actions and walked out of his apartment. She had the sneaky suspicion that if Peter’s mother hadn’t found out about her tickets to the big Halloween party, Peter wouldn’t be feeling so bad. She’d begged him not to say anything, but he’d blabbed to Mrs. Attwater anyhow. Then he’d called her this morning to tell her he was feeling feverish, and that Mommy told him he should stay home for the weekend.

His mother would be the death of him.

Sarah walked into the bright autumn sunshine, racking her brain for anyone who might go with her for the weekend. All year long she’d scrimped and saved for those tickets. She’d stood in a line for almost fifteen hours to get them; camping out on the sidewalk to be sure she was one of the first at the box office. That was two weeks ago. So sure of her luck in being one of those to get limited public access to the Halloween bash of the century, Sarah had even signed the waiver stipulating she must appear at the function with a male escort.

For some odd reason, the rules for the ball this year were changed so that only men and women couples could attend. Rumour had it that those rules were made because there were going to be some unusual contests held which would allow almost everyone present to win a terrific prize of some kind. If Sarah had a brother or male cousin handy, she could have taken him instead. But having no other siblings or relatives, Peter was to be her escort. Everything would have worked out just fine if he hadn’t opened his big mouth and told Momma the Hun.

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