Untamed Dreams Curse Of The Opal

By Christy Frazier

Seventeen year old Kayli Richards life is changed forever. She now lives with her great aunt in a hundred year old Victorian house that hides a secret. Kayli has always been apprehensive about the house and struggles with the fact that she will now be living in it for the next ten months.
Colton, the mysterious renter has a dark secret; he exists in two worlds. One has him living in the untamed Caribbean where he battles looting, murderous pirates and the other, is Kayli’s present world.
As Kayli struggles with the changes in her life, she begins having dreams where she is on a mysterious ship. The dreams are so real she can taste the salty sea air on her lips and feel the breeze in her hair. Colton struggles with an unwanted quest, to undo a curse put on him because of his father’s crooked ways. Both of their worlds collide pulling Kayli into the dangers of Colton’s dangerous pirate world. Soon the two realize that they are connected and that it will take both of them to undo the curse. However, the most dangerous journey the two will take together is falling in love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christy Frazier
• Release date: Jan 11, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458194138

Christy Frazier

Christy Frazier has been in love with words ever since she learned how to write her name with red finger-paint in Kindergarten. Christy mainly writes young adult urban fantasy novels. Her Untamed Dreams series is no longer a trilogy due to her fans reaction to ending the series. They wanted more, so she wrote more! She is has also written a self-help book for parents and their children currently titled: “All Kids Are Smart”. Which was inspired from her 18 years of teaching elementary children. Her newest novel, The Bench, took her nearly six years to write. She began writing it to help her cope with the passing of her mother from cancer. She feels that the time to publish it finally felt right. She currently has published nine novels, 3 self-help books and several children’s picture books. About the author Christy Frazier, is an internationally published writer and award winning photographer. She received her degree in “Art Commercial Photography” from Weber State University. She lives in Utah with her husband, two kids, two point five cats, one of which fetches like a dog and a vegetarian yellow lab dog. She has been teaching advanced learning children, grades K-6 for over fourteen years. Her combined passions of writing, photography, and teaching children have inspired her to write and photographically illustrate many stories including her latest novel, Untamed Dreams- A Dangerous Beginning. “Imagination is a powerful tool.” - Christy Frazier

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Untamed Dreams Curse of the Opal

By Christy Frazier

Published by Christy Frazier at Smashwords

Copyright 2011 Christy Frazier

Cover Photo and Design Copyright 2011 Christy Frazier

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This book is dedicated to my sweetheart Chris and our children Lexi and Kole who loved to hear me read stories to them when they were little.

Chapter 1

Crack! The crashing sound of thunder immediately followed a pink flash of light. Kayli pulled the bed covers over her head and nervously waited for the next crack of thunder. The storm moved in over thirty minutes ago and wasn’t showing any signs of letting up, in fact it seemed to be getting more ominous. Her nerves were already on edge before the storm’s unexpected arrival, so the storm wasn’t helping.

Kayli had officially moved in with her Great Aunt Tilly earlier that day. The one hundred year old Victorian house always put butterflies in her stomach. Ever since she was a little girl and her family would visit Aunt Tilly, she knew the house was different and held a secret. It didn’t have the musty old house smell but it did creek here and there on the floor when you walked on it but that was the only indication it had that it was old. Now she was going to be living here for the next nine months. Would she be able to survive?

Several more flashes of pink light and loud cracks of thunder convinced her that she wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight. What was it about the old house that made her so nervous? She had never seen a ghost or anything else that was odd and out of the ordinary, but there was something and she just couldn’t put her finger on it.

Another crack of thunder made her jump. Quickly reaching over to her night stand, Kayli grabbed her iPod and put the earphones into her ears and turned it on. Then she put her pillow over her head to help muffle the nerve wracking sound. The combination of the music and the pillow helped to drown out the sound of the thunder. Relaxing a bit, her mind began to wander taking her back to the past few months that changed her life, forever.

Kayli’s dad James Richards, an Aerospace Engineer, was given a big promotion at work, this was good news but it meant moving to Albuquerque, New Mexico. Just a few months ago she was sitting on the couch in the family room with her parents when they broke the news to her.

Kayles, the move would mean a higher position in the company, a secure retirement plan and more money, her dad explained to her. The drawback is we will be moving to a different state, away from our home and everyone we have ever known. He pushed her medium length pale blond hair back behind her shoulder. Your mom and I want to know if you would like to go to New Mexico with us or stay here and finish your senior year of high school.

This isn’t happening! She kept screaming inside her head. Her dad already made a good income, so why would he want to move, and to New Mexico of all places. Where would I live if I stayed here? She wasn’t very happy at the moment.

We’ve already talked to Aunt Tilly and she said that you are more than welcome to stay with her; in fact she was quite excited at the thought of spending more time with you.

Aunt Tilly? questioned Kayli. Aunt Tilly was her deceased Grandma Jenny’s sister. The two were opposites in looks, Tilly was short and plump and Jenny was tall and thin, but both had the same fun personality.

Suzanne, her mom interjected, Yes Aunt Tilly, you know she only lives three miles away from us, so you’ll still be close to your friends and school. Suzanne and Kayli were spitting images of each other. Both had pale blond hair and dark brown eyes. The only difference between them was twenty years in age.

This was going to take some serious thought on her part, Kayli thought. She had lived in Layton, Utah and in the same house her whole life. Moving to another state would be hard enough, but a new school her senior year wasn’t something she wanted to think about much less do. Dad, is the job that big of a deal for you, I mean to move you so far away and right now?

I wouldn’t do this if it wasn’t, he replied as he ran his fingers through his cropped brown hair.

How would you two feel if I decided to stay here? I mean, would you be okay with it, and what about Alex? Kayli stood up and walked over to the large portrait of her family on the wall. They were standing on a bridge that was surrounded with golden fall leaves. James and Suzanne in the middle, Kayli stood next to her dad and Alex, a mini version of his dad, stood by his mom. Smaller pictures of them doing fun things on many different vacations surrounded the larger family portrait. The pictures brought back many happy memories.

Alex is only ten. He’s young enough that he’ll adjust to the move just fine. In fact he can’t wait to move there, because we want to get a house that has a swimming pool, commented James. His priorities are different than yours.

Suzanne moved over by her daughter and put her arm around her shoulders. It wouldn’t be the same without you Kayli and to split our family up like this isn’t an easy thing to do. As a mom the last thing I want to do is leave any of my children, especially to put such a long distance between us. We want you to know that we do understand how important your friends are to you and the importance of graduating with them next June.

We have checked the high school in the area of where we want to buy a house though and it…

Honestly dad, she interrupted him before he went into all the details of the new school. The idea of starting a new school my senior year doesn’t really appeal to me. She shivered at the thought.

I figured so, he said with a quirky smile, but hey it’s worth a try, right?

It is only about a two and a half hour flight and we are planning on you flying down for Thanksgiving, Christmas or any other time you want, Suzanne said this while trying hard to smile. This wasn’t easy for her mom either and Kayli knew it.

Yeah, sure that would be nice. This conversation was upsetting her more than she wanted her parents to know. All she really wanted to do was go to her room and cry. Can I have some time to think about it?

Of course, we want you to, both her parents said in unison.

It was now two months later and the middle of July. Kayli was standing on the wrap-around porch of the two story Victorian house waving goodbye to her dad, mom and Alex. Alex was turned around in the backseat of the car, his brown hair was all ruffled and his big blue eyes were watching her as he waved goodbye to his sister from the window as they drove off down the street.

I’ll miss you! she called after them. Especially Alex she thought. He could be a real pest when he wanted to, but they were still very close. She had held the tears back while they said goodbye but now they were streaming down her face in full force. So does this make me a seventeen year old partial orphan? she sniffed to herself wiping the tears from her cheeks. Okay no self pity, get a grip and move on... yeah right. Self pity is what she wanted right now. She turned and opened the screen door and went into the house.

For being very ornate and antique looking on the outside with beautiful white lattice work that trimmed the corners and windows of the redbrick house, and the two story turret, the inside was pretty modern except for the parlor. Aunt Tilly loved antiques and the parlor was full of antique furniture that looked like it should be in a museum. The furniture was mostly cherry wood with fancy padding on the seat and backs of the two chairs and love seat. It had lacy curtains adorning the windows and doilies on the tables and knickknacks everywhere. But go into the other rooms it was all modern. The family room had a 42" big screen TV on one wall and a big comfortable couch with lots of pillows on the opposite wall.

Kayli climbed the narrow stairs up to her room. The fifth stair going up still had its familiar squeak as she stepped on it. Her room was located in the turret that wrapped around the east side of the house, which gave her a lot of space. It even had its own bathroom. This all seems so strange and right now it doesn’t seem all that real, she thought.

Walking over to her bed Kayli plopped herself down on the white eyelet lace comforter and looked around at the fancy room with its flowered wallpaper and lacy curtains. Maybe I’m just feeling nervous about not living with my family. She was thinking about the many times as a child when they would come and visit Aunt Tilly. She would go off and explore the house and the gardens out back. It always had a magical feel about it but there was something about the house, like it held a secret. What it was she never could figure out.

Kayli, her mom would tell her. Kids have an overactive imagination which is completely normal but yours is an eleven on a scale of one to ten.

Picking up her art supplies, chalk, pencils, drawing pad and paints, she put them on the table in the rounded turret area of the room which was set up to be her art studio. The three windows in the turret provided perfect natural light for drawing and painting.

Her computer sat on a desk between the turret and a beautiful wood door with glass on the upper half that lead out onto a small balcony.

Kayli, dinner is ready dear! Aunt Tilly’s voice drifted up the stairs interrupting her thoughts.

Coming! she called back down. She dried her dark brown eyes and waved her hands at her reddened cheeks. Quickly she brushed her hair and straightened her pale yellow top pulling it down over her narrow waist and brushed her hands over her denim shorts, then ran down stairs.

In the kitchen Aunt Tilly was stirring something on the stove. She was the sort of woman who was always happy and smiling with twinkling blue eyes. Standing at about five foot one inch, she had snow white hair, a plump figure and always wore floral dresses.

Mmmm what are you cooking? Kayli took in a deep breath. It smells really good.

My famous chicken and dumplings, and I also made a peach cobbler. It’s still in the oven. Pointing over to the table she said, Now have a seat.

The table had already been set with a beautiful linen cloth and fine china. Kayli wasn’t surprised by the fancy table setting; it was typical Aunt Tilly style. She liked fancy things.

How are you doing? Aunt Tilly had filled two bowls with dumplings, set them on the table and then sat across from Kayli. Are you getting settled into your room okay?

Yes Aunt Tilly.

I gave you my favorite room in the house. It has a beautiful view of the mountains and I thought you would enjoy that.

I do love the room. I used to sneak up to it when I was little and play, a smile came to her as she thought about the secret tea parties she would have in the room.

I know you did. Smiling she patted her lips dry and looked at Kayli. I want you to make yourself at home. Please let me know if you need anything.

I will, Kayli answered with a smile.

The two ate while Aunt Tilly went through the routine of where the clean towels were and how the washing machine and dryer worked. Kayli, I want you to feel at home, and have your friends over any time you want. My home is yours and you are free to do the things you like. She looked at Kayli with her head tilted, Do you have any questions or concerns you’d like to talk about?

For a moment Kayli thought about telling her of her suspicions about the house but backed out at the last minute. No, not at the moment, she replied instead shaking her head. She pushed her chair back and stood up and gathered the dishes and took them to the sink. Filling the sink with soapy water she asked. Do you still do things with Flora, Vivian and Loraine?

Flora, Vivian and Loraine were Tilly’s best friends. They were all in their mid seventies and loved to do things together. Their most recent adventure had been a trip to Las Vegas, which they drove a Mustang Convertible the whole way down and back with the top down.

Aunt Tilly joined her. Oh yes. We still like to get together and play poker once a week. Her tone was very eager. But Flora likes to cheat. She doesn’t think we notice, but we do. Then Vivian always acts like she doesn’t understand the game then beats the pants off of us, she was laughing now.

I’m glad you have fun with your friends. When I’m old I hope I still have a fun social life like you.

Are you calling me old? Aunt Tilly was looking at her oddly.

Kayli began to stammer. She didn’t quite know what to say, I mean isn’t seventy-two considered old?

Aunt Tilly began to laugh. I’m only joking with you. I only have twenty eight more years until I’m a century old, she was smiling. Now let’s just let the dishes air dry. There’s a new show on T.V. that I want to watch.

Aunt Tilly went into the family room and Kayli climbed the stairs to her room smiling while shaking her head in amusement. She had forgotten how funny Aunt Tilly could be.

Chapter 2

A loud crack penetrated the pillow/iPod sound wall she had created bringing her back to the present. Her stomach had gone from butterflies fluttering around inside to bats having a battle and she was the one who was losing. What is wrong with me, I am old enough to not let an old house bother me, especially when I have been coming here all my life, she lectured herself. Then again, when she did come here to visit, she was always with her parents and the visits didn’t involve staying overnight.

Another flash of