The Pharaoh's Kiss (Reincarnation Romance Chronicles Book 3) by Dana Michelle Burnett Page A

the tomb of the Pharaoh. I smiled to myself. What better place to die?
    Ay came around and pulled me from the guards, throwing me to the ground. He reached down and grabbed my hair, pulling me along the desert floor and down the steps toward the door of the tomb.
    I screamed when he removed the rope seal from the tomb, dishonoring my husband, for which he slapped me again.
    He pulled the door to the tomb open and shoved me inside the dark chamber, “May your eternity begin tonight.”
    “You mean to leave me here?” I asked, stumbling backward among Tutankhamun’s treasures.
    “Only until you are dead,” he sneered. “Then I will have you removed and disposed of. Until then, enjoy your time with your Pharaoh.”
    Ay began closing the heavy doors, just through the last sliver of light I saw his face twist and change into Jeremy’s. Even in my dream, I felt the jolt of recognition go through me.
    I felt along the walls, stumbling over furniture, even though I knew there was no way out. I screamed. I screamed until I had no voice and even then, I screamed on...And then there was only darkness.

Chapter Nineteen
     
    I bolted upright in bed. My head was pounding as I looked around the room. It was the same sterile room from earlier, but somehow it seemed deceptively sinister now. My first instinct was to reach out to Alex, but I knew he wouldn’t be there. He was back in his own hotel room and I was here all alone.
    A vision flashed behind my eyes. I saw the downstairs hotel lobby, all modern and decadent with its crystal chandeliers and marble floors, and Jeremy talking to the bellboy loading a luggage cart with our bags. I was following them to the elevator, their lips were moving as if they were speaking, but I couldn’t hear any of the words.
    I shook my head to clear the memory, only to be confronted with another vision of a little girl that I could only assume was me, blowing out candles on a cake. I saw the faces looking at me and I knew it was my family...My mother...My father...And my awful sister who ended up decapitating the doll that I had just unwrapped.
    What was happening? Was I starting to remember?
    Another flash came, an image of this very hotel room and of red flowers on the table in the sitting room. I saw myself reaching for them, a thorn pricking my finger. I looked down and saw the drop of blood and then I went into the bathroom.
    In my mind’s eye I could see the black bag sitting on the bathroom floor. I opened it up and dug through the shampoo and shaving cream searching for a bandage. My hand brushed something hard wrapped in canvas.
    I saw myself pulling the item out of the bag and then unwrapping it slowly. I looked down at the ancient necklace in my hand, and intricate masterpiece of jewels and gold.
    In my memory, I was suddenly seeing myself again as Ankhesenamun with Tutankhamun and he was placing the necklace about my neck.
    “All the riches of the Nile pale beside your beauty,” Tutankhamun had said as he kissed my neck.
    I felt the shock of the me in that vision, seeing the image of myself and the fallen Pharaoh for the first time. How could it be? What did it mean?
    The questions of the me in my vision were interrupted as Jeremy came into the bathroom and saw me with the necklace from the bag. He looked from me to the bag and then bag again, his face darkening.
    “What is this?” I had demanded.
    “Put it back,” he ordered me.
    “What is this?” I heard myself repeating. “Did you steal this? Is this why we’re here?”
    I saw him then in my memory grabbing my arm, pulling me to my feet, and propelling me out into the bedroom. I fell onto the bed as he ordered me to forget all about it.
    “No,” I had told him as I went to my feet again. “I’m not going to be a part of this. I’m going back to America.”
    I had turned as if to take my bags from the closet when there was an impression of pain, the sound of breaking glass, and then throbbing at my temple and forehead