Publisher · Loose Id Release Date · October 2006 eBook ISBN · 978-1-59632-348-3 Genre · Paranormal Length · Novel Chloe is having a terrible day, where everything that can go wrong does, until she's offered a chance at much-needed money by the Collector. All she has to do is fetch him an artifact. Easy enough, right? Wrong. The totem is with her ex-husband, who didn't appreciate a vase tossed at his head during their last fight. They never did anything halfway, sex or fighting. Drake is a retired magician who can do real magic. But that didn't help him to keep his wife when she tired of all the secrets he kept about the family legacy. When Chloe tries to take off with his totem, Drake realizes that of all the stuff he'd amassed, only one thing ever mattered, and he'd lost it. Striking a deal with Chloe, he agrees to give her his totem in more ways than one if she gives him a weekend to rekindle the current between them.

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FAR Recommended Read! "The Collector 1: Magical Chances is a fabulous story that will have you believing in the power of magic. Chloe and Drake are both great characters with enough magic between them that it lights up the pages. Author Mechele Armstrong has done a marvelous job in bringing this story to life and giving the readers a chance to feel the emotions flowing through the characters."
—Tammy, Fallen Angel Reviews

4 Nymphs! "The Collector 1: Magical Chances is an enchanting tale of magic and romance. The road to happiness is a long and winding one for Chloe and Drake, and the secrets of the past continue to haunt this passionate couple throughout the story. Ms. Armstrong captivates the reader with a touch of magic woven into this delightful and romantic tale."
—Water Nymph, Literary Nymphs

4 Cups! "Ms. Armstrong has written a book that will keep you glued to the pages all night long. This book gives you a feeling of magic as the love between Chloe and Drake is rebuilt. It shows that if it is love, the feeling will not disappear. Sometimes that special magic brings it altogether again."
—Sherry, Coffee Time Romance

4 Stars! "In The Collector 1: Magical Chances, Chloe's adventure takes the reader on a wild roller coaster ride. This is an action packed, HOT romance! The characters bring out your emotions once you get to know them."
—Annie Deb, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

4 Stars! "Armstrong puts together an impressive bunch of characters. There's a magician who really does magic, a kick-butt heroine with a heart of gold and a mysterious collector who sets events into play in this hot, suspenseful novel."
—Faith V. Smith, Romantic Times BOOKreviews Magazine

4 Lips! "With a fast-paced storyline, interesting characters, and hot chemistry, Magical Chances provided me with hours of entertainment."
—Kerin, Two Lips Reviews

4.5 Stars! "Do you enjoy a book with magic, a book with lots of passion, danger and the unknown? Magical Chances is for you. Mechele Armstrong has penned an amazing tale that will stay with you long after the last page has been turned."
—Elise Lyn, Sensual Ecataromance

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Copyright © 2006 Mechele Armstrong

"Give it a chance."

Could she? Her eyes closed as her mind mulled. She'd never stopped loving him, even when she'd wanted to. And he had told her the big secret he'd been guarding for so long. Her throat closing up, she managed to get out, "I'll give it a chance. But I'm not guaranteeing anything. Let's take the rest of the weekend one step at a time."

He let out a whoop and pulled her over against him. "That's all I could hope for." His hand caressed her back.

She rested against his naked body. His cock pushed into her like an exclamation point. Her whole body broke out in goosebumps as he stroked her shoulder with careful fingertips. "Chilly?"

Was he kidding? Her whole body was having a hot flash. Heat seemed to be everywhere and hotter than the dang hot tub. His body against hers did that. "No."

"Good." She almost didn't hear the word. He repeated, "Good," as if he knew that. Then his lips swept in to claim hers. He quested, testing her reactions and deepening the kiss. Her mouth opened under his warm one. He tasted like cinnamon, the sharp flavor yummy when mixed with that of the man.

His hand ran up and down her throat, caressing gently, before reaching down to probe into the top of her swimsuit. Now if only she'd worn one of the lower-cut ones, it would be easier for him to get her out of. At the time she'd packed, she hadn't wanted temptation for her or him. Now she wanted the dang thing off. But he found his way into the top, his fingers lightly dancing over her breast. She arched her chest more into his hand, falling into the sensual spell that was always Drake.

Her senses jangled with the possibilities. He'd come clean with her, told her what he'd kept from her for so long. Her return kisses became frenzied and frantic. Maybe it could work this time.

His hand massaged and cupped her breast, pulling out the bathing suit as much as he could to access her breast. She'd remembered his rough hands all too well. They touched gentle and masterful where she wanted it. Needed it. They needed to run down her body all over. Heat engulfed her even more.

She moaned into his mouth. He captured the sound, not releasing her mouth even a quarter. His tongue danced a quick dance with hers, rolling around it, making hers come to his.

They were both panting in time with the other when he pulled away with a growl. "Inside. Now."

"O.K." Yes, he needed to be inside her. God, she couldn't wait. Last time, it had been quick and furious. This time would be that, too, but there'd be more. So much more. She'd wake up beside him. It had been too damn long since that had happened. Her hand reached the top of her swimsuit to bring it the rest of the way down, strip bare before him much like he'd stripped down his life earlier.

But he leapt from the hot tub in one quick jump.

Her eyes wrinkled before she comprehended. "Oh." He meant inside the cabin, not inside her.