Weaver

<p>He walked out of my dream identifying himself only as the Weaver. In a black cloak with eyes like stars there was a shimmer to the way he moved. He was beautiful. Ethereal... and I was going to make him mine.</p><p>***</p><p>Alone for most of her life Milly is determined to make the man of her dreams a reality. Using her hereditary magic she sets out on a lifelong quest entering a world of shadows and secrets. But little does she know to possess his heart she'll have to give away her own... for the only way to love a Dream Weaver is to become his Queen of Nightmares.</p><p>***</p><p><em>The choice between love and magic is a dangerous thing.</em></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>