ISBN: 1-59374-626-1
Cover Art: Nora Baxter
When Kayla North's car is run off the road during a blizzard, she begins walking down an unfamiliar desolate back country road hoping to find shelter from the worsening storm. Later she awakens naked in a strange bed wondering how she got there. The door slowly opens and Kayla sees a handsome stranger looking at her. Something about him seems oddly familiar, but she is certain she's never met him before.
Rating: 4 Stars
Heat level: H
Ms. Droney really packs a punch with this short, sizzling read. Kayla’s a woman who knows her own heart and desires and she wants Lucas. The dialogue between them is easy and realistic and you’ll definitely be able to understand why they’re attracted to each other.
Reviewed by: Trang Black
Just Erotic Romance Reviews
Cabin Fever writes of a woman stuck in a blizzard and ends up in a cabin by the man who caused her to get lost in the first place. When these two touch, sparks fairly explode across the pages. However, the fireworks come when Lucas and Kayla come together in passion that fairly combusts from the beginning. Ms. Droney creates a story that will have the reader panting in anticipation as well as passion. Wow is all this reviewer can say after reading this short story.
Reviewed by: Dawn
Love Romances
****Excellent
In Cabin Fever, Ms. Droney has penned a short erotic tale that promises to warm you up. The sex is detailed and hot, and the premise interesting.
Reviewed by: Char
May Reviews.com
Cabin Fever is a fun and carnal story of what happens when the power goes out and animal lust comes to the fore. Kayla and Lucas share some strong chemistry and really light up the pages when they interact together.
Reviewer: Sarah W.
Fallen Angel Reviews
Kayla slowly pressed down on the accelerator. The tires spun on the ice, but the car refused to budge. She peered out of the windshield, but all she could see were large snow-flakes—and lots of them. Beautiful for skiing, a pain while driving. In another hour, it would be dark. She was stranded in the middle of nowhere, and she was frightened. She picked up her cell phone and turned it on. Still no signal—she couldn’t even call 911! Fear gripped her heart as she imagined freezing to death out here all alone.
No, I have to keep a clear head, she reminded herself. I’ll figure something out. In the half hour since she’d slid off the road she hadn’t seen one vehicle, except the idiot who had side-swiped her, causing her to end up in the ditch. He hadn’t even had the decency to stop to see if she was okay, but instead went barreling down the road in his fancy four-wheel drive truck, probably oblivious to everyone but himself, she thought.
Thank God she’d had the common sense to bundle up and throw her knee high boots into the back seat before setting out this morning. She had hoped to surprise her best friend who’d invited her on a skiing trip this weekend with a group of friends she rarely saw. She hadn’t been sure she wanted to go, and had made no commitment to Sasha, but at the last minute rearranged her schedule and decided to surprise Sasha at the ski lodge. Maybe she’d find a new hot stud to quench the yearnings within her, if only for one night. Her past relation-ships had ended going nowhere and the sex had definitely been unmemorable, leaving her with a large void. Due to her hectic schedule, her sex life was almost nonexistent now. The closest she got to a man was in her fantasies when she used her vibrator, imagining it was a throbbing cock.
She forced her mind to concentrate on her present pre-dicament. Now she wished she’d told someone where she was going—at least Sasha—so she’d make some inquiries when Kayla failed to arrive. No one would even know she was miss-ing. She was on the go so much that her friends had grown used to her not being home if they happened to stop in for an impromptu visit. But her trusty cell phone had always kept her in touch, until now. She couldn’t even pick up a signal in this remote area.
Why hadn’t she stuck to the main road instead of trying to save time by taking unfamiliar back roads? She sighed heav-ily. There was no sense beating herself up over it now. She looked again at the snow now swirling as a wind picked it up. If not for her current predicament, she might have enjoyed the peacefulness. Once again, fear clutched her heart. She’d lived her entire life in Buffalo and she knew how quickly a seem-ingly innocent snowstorm could become a blizzard in the blink of an eye.
She removed her shoes, then reached into the back seat, grabbed her boots and quickly pulled them on. She turned off the ignition and stuffed her cell phone, car keys and purse into her backpack, and took her thick, fur-lined mittens from her backpack and slipped her hands inside. A blast of icy air greeted her when she opened the car door, but she forced her-self to step out. She pulled her scarf tightly over her mouth and tugged her knit hat down over her ears, then yanked the hood of her bright yellow ski parka over her head, finally throwing the backpack over one shoulder.
She looked in both directions, but all she could see was the long, snow covered road and the trees on either side, now swaying slightly from the wind and weight of the heavy snow. She hadn’t passed any houses for the last five miles, so her only option was to keep going straight. According to the directions she’d mapped out that morning, there should be a small town about three miles ahead. Could she make those three miles, or be frozen to death before the next car traveled this way? She swallowed hard. She had to think positive thoughts. Maybe as she made her way down the road there would be some civilization. For all she knew the next bend in the road might reveal a welcoming refuge. She had no choice; she had to force herself to begin walking.
Listening to the eerie sounds the wind made as it whistled through the trees made her feel even more alone. The wind became more intense, dropping the temperature. The snow became thicker, almost blinding her. She trudged up the road, her feet making crunching noises on the road. For every step she took, the wind knocked her back two. Her lungs ached as she forced her frozen limbs to cooperate. Her feet felt like solid chunks of ice and were difficult to navigate. She couldn’t give up. She wouldn’t! She was terrified. Why hadn’t she heeded the weather reports instead of trying to outrun the storm? Why hadn’t she stayed on the main road? If she had, she surely would have been rescued. The main roads were al-ways patrolled, but how often would anyone bother to patrol a back road, especially in a blizzard? Her hope was fading.
She stumbled and struggled to pull herself back on solid footing, but couldn’t. It was impossible. I’m going to die, she finally admitted to herself. I can’t move. She thought about screaming, but her lungs were sore and even if she did manage to scream, there was no one around to hear her cries for help.
Kayla slowly opened her eyes. She was warm. She wig-gled her toes, relieved that she could feel them again. Where was she and how did she get here? The last thing she remem-bered was being out in the storm and falling. And being colder than she had ever been before. She glanced around the cozy room. A fire was crackling merrily in a fireplace, a heavy com-forter was tucked around her, and a fluffy pillow placed under her head. She breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she hadn’t frozen to death, and thankful to whomever had rescued her and brought her here. She tried to pull herself to a sitting posi-tion, but a jabbing pain between her eyes forced her to settle back against the pillow.
“Hello,” she called.
Seconds later a tall muscular form appeared in the door-way. He hurried to the bed.
“How are you feeling?”
“You found me?”
He nodded. “I was worried about you. You’d lost consciousness.”
“Why didn’t you take me to a hospital?”
He laughed. “We’re snowed in, and besides, the nearest hospital is about forty-five minutes away in good weather. Thank God you weren’t seriously injured or I don’t know what I would have done. It could be days before the roads here are plowed. I’m just grateful that I found you when I did.”
“Days?”
“Maybe weeks, but don’t worry, I’ve got plenty of fire-wood and food.” Kayla raised an eyebrow. “I’ve got to get out of here. You managed to find me so you can get me to town...it’s only a few miles from where I went into the ditch.”
He laughed again. “There’s already over three feet of snow and more coming. We’re in the middle of a full-blown blizzard. We’ll be snowed in here for a while so you may as well get used to it. It could be worse. At least I have heat and plenty of food.”
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