Scorching passion and mind-blowing sex await Bonnie and her ex-boyfriend’s brother when they are lured to a magical island in the South Pacific. On the mystical island of Hiva, a magical force surrounds them. This magic makes it impossible to deny what is in their hearts, or the searing lust that has engulfed them with its flames. They have been brought to this lush, tropical paradise by magic, but will it last?

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Her body was on fire, burning with unfulfilled need. Scenes flashed erratically before her eyes. A moonlit beach, water … and blue eyes. Orange flames licked at the darkness … illuminating strangely exotic faces. The night was alive with the resonance of drums, her heart beating in rhythm to the strange and enchanting reverberation.

A soft caress on her inner thigh sent a tingling sensation to that swollen and aching spot between her legs. Faster and faster the thumping of drums sounded until they seemed to vibrate the very earth. A fountain of sparks erupted from the fire, spraying the sky with pinpoints of light. Suddenly her vision was filled with the grotesque image of a carved wooden mask. The dancer behind the mask swayed to and fro as if he had become one with the rhythm of the drum.

Bonnie Lee’s eyes flew open. She was drenched with sweat and still shaking. The sound of the doorbell shattered the silence of the house.

Damn! Who would wake her this time of the morning? Most people knew she worked late hours.

Leaving the comfort of her bed, she slipped on her robe and ran to the front door. Looking through the peephole she saw her sister’s impatient face. After opening the door, she stepped aside to let Trudy enter.

“What’s this about? You know I don’t get up this early when I’ve worked.” Bonnie frowned.

“Chill out, sis. I brought some doughnuts so that we could enjoy some breakfast and have a sister to sister chat.”

For the first time, Bonnie noticed that Trudy was carrying a box of doughnuts and a large white envelope.

“What’s that?” she asked pointing at the envelope.

Trudy shrugged. “I found it on your porch. Why don’t you open it while I make some coffee?”

As Trudy was busy in the kitchen, Bonnie opened the envelope and slipped out the contents. She had to rub her eyes to ensure that she was seeing correctly. Inside was a piece of paper that read.

Come to the island of magic

Aside from the note, there was an airline ticket to Bora Bora and instructions for taking a charter boat to the island of Hiva. There was nothing to indicate whom it was from, or why she should go there.

“What is it?” Trudy called from the kitchen.

“Its airline tickets and an invitation to go to Tahiti,” Bonnie informed her sister as she was walking into the kitchen. She sat at the table where Trudy had poured her a cup of coffee.

“From who?”

“I don’t know. It doesn’t say who it’s from.” Her dream from the night before crept into Bonnie’s mind. “This is very strange. I had a dream last night about being on an island.”

“Jeez, who doesn’t dream about being on an island?” Trudy smirked. “But hey … sounds like a blast. Could be from an incredibly sexy guy who’s been stalking you.”

“Thanks a lot.” Bonnie’s voice had turned sour. The last thing she needed was that kind of trouble.

Her sister sat across the kitchen table from her, smiling. “Oh come on Bonnie, live a little. Go see who this mysterious person is.” Trudy’s blue eyes sparkled with mischief.