Taken for His Own Playlist
Taken for His Own Playlist
I offer this playlist of songs from Taken for His Own, Promise Me Book #4. Use for special effects while reading, or just to enjoy!
1. Mama, I’m Coming Home by Ozzy Osbourne
I always envisioned this song beginning as Sar wakes up from her dream with Theo, and it playing as she’s rushing around, trying to get packed and out of the hotel before he finds her. I also love the end, the notes reminiscent of Theo’s footsteps outside her door as he bursts in to confront her. But I also like the lyrics, imaging that Theo is speaking them to Sar.
Here I come but I ain’t the same, Mama I’m coming home
Times gone by, seems to be, you could have been a better friend to me, Mama I’m coming home
You took me in and you drove me out, yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around by the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies, but I can’t stand to say goodbye
I could be right, I could be wrong. It hurts so bad and it’s been so long.
Mama I’m coming home
I’ve seen your face a hundred times every day we’ve been apart
Theo feels betrayed by Sar, that she went back to Danial in the years he was MIA. But now that they have shared their dream together once more, he can’t stay away from her. He’s wants her bad but he thinks she belongs to another man. And Theo is not the man Sar once knew; his horrible treatment in the years he was missing have scarred him inside and out.
This is a popular song in horror and supernatural stories. I added it for foreshadowing, as shortly thereafter Sar gets abducted…and Theo must come to her rescue. And there is a lot more trouble on the way…
3. I Want Your Sex
Pretty self-explanatory! I used this to evoke Sar’s passion for Theo… and hers for him, when she dances to this song for him near a jukebox. There is no song that better brings out the sexiness in a woman…or lust in the man watching her dance.
4. Think of Me
This is a song from the Broadway play the Phantom of the Opera. I included it to lead into Devlin’s part of the story in trying to make a play for Sar…and because I’m fond of singing it myself. Sar sings it with her window open as she’s doing the dishes and Devlin hears her…prompting him to ask her if she’d like to work with him to refine her singing, as he used to be a professional bard.
5. Music of the Night
Devlin sings the last few verses of this to Sar, when she scoffs at his offer to help her with her singing. Hearing his flawless voice, Sar agrees to think about it. But its double meaning is that this song is sung to the heroine of Phantom of the Opera by the Phantom in his efforts to seduce her…just as Devlin has set his sights on seducing Sar.
6. All I Ask of You
And the first few stanzas of a third song from Phantom of the Opera sung by Devlin to Sar, when she breaks down crying, upset at his news that a dangerous man that wants her dead will not stop his pursuit of her, in spite of Theo’s and her former paramour Danial’s best efforts. But this song has a twist, as it’s not sung in the movie by the Phantom…but by the heroine’s true love, the man she lives happily ever after with. This together with the previous song was done to represent Devlin’s dual role in the book, both as a force for evil…and for good.
I don’t name all the songs that Devlin sings to Sar in the day they spend together…I took out the names in the final version, so readers would imagine their own favorite songs. But when I wrote the passage, this was one of the ones I thought of, to represent Devlin’s longing to be something other than a villain…and his concern that Sar will ever accept him as her hero.
Would you dance, if I asked you to dance?
Would run, and never look back?
Would you cry if you saw me crying?
Would you save my soul tonight?
I can be your hero, baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don’t care. You’re here tonight.
I can be your hero.
Yet another song that I envisioned Devlin singing to Sar, per #7 above, to emphasize that Devlin truly believes he’s in love with Sar.
9. Love – Kenny Loggins
This song is much different from the previous ones. While it is about love, it’s not romantic love, but instead the love of a mother for her child. Sar sings it to her half-vampire son, Theoron…and right after, he says his first word, which is “luv.” It’s a very simple song, yet very beautiful.
Love is wanting to be loved
Love is asking to be loved
Love is you
You and Me
10. Fire and Rain
As much as all the previous songs might have been meaningful and powerful, this song is the key one that represents Taken For His Own. At the beginning of the book, Sar thought she had her life back on track after losing Theo. But then she learned Theo was alive…and since then, everything she thought she knew for certain has gotten very complicated and confusing. Theo was not only alive…he’d moved on to a werecougar like himself. Theo’s daughter Elle won’t accept him as her father; she favors the vampire Danial, who raised her. Sar thought she was happy with Danial, but with the reappearance of Theo, Sar isn’t sure anymore what she wants and chooses Theo. Danial quickly finds another lover, which angers Sar. Danial’s moving on with Monica was bad enough, but then Monica tries to hand Sar over to the man hunting her to get her completely out of the way. Sar kills Monica, and is nearly killed herself before a rescue by Devlin. Devlin acts the hero then becomes a villain, seducing her with more than a little threat. But their day spent together not only evokes sexual feelings in Sar, but also romantic ones, something Sar doesn’t welcome with her history of former reciprocated hatred with him. Sar’s wanton behavior with him—and his brother Danial—leads Sar and her friends to believe she is turning into a vampire, yet another crisis point. At the close of the book, Sar is still with Theo and they have agreed to work through her apparent illness, because they love each other. But they are a far cry from the happy couple that reunited in the first few chapters of the book.
Been walking my mind to an easy time
My back turned toward the sun
Lord knows when the cold wind blows it can turn your head around
Well there’s hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground
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Blurb: After learning Theo is alive, Sar immediately embarks on a mission to find him. Reunited, the lovers return to New York; Danial, Terian and Theo uneasily combining forces to protect Sar from Al’s assassins still seeking her. But when Sar is taken prisoner in an all-out attack, only one man can save her: her old adversary, Devlin.
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I cried a few tears, turned out the light and let my mind drift. Just as I was falling asleep, I remembered the potion. Terian had said the potion would recreate the dream with Theo, but that when it ended, the dream would fade from memory.
I needed to put my feelings for Theo to rest and let him get on with his life. It was time to be done with dreams and get back to reality.
I turned the light back on and got up, rummaging around in my duffel bag. I found it and spent a few minutes removing the vial from the bubble wrap I’d taped around it for safekeeping. I uncorked the top and drank. The taste was bitter. This was it, the end of him and me. I packed the empty potion vial for Terian for reuse, then lay down. I drifted in a sleep-sort of fog and finally begin to dream.
It was my home, my farm. Again, I stood there, calling out to Theo to wait, not to leave.
Again, he stood motionless at the door for a second and then he turned to me, riding me to the floor. Kissing me roughly, as we tore off our clothes as fast as we could.
Every memory came back in full force, sweeping me away in a storm of emotion. It washed away the years with Danial, even everything I felt for Elle and Theoron. There was only Theo and I. We were one.
Theo made love to me again and again. I relished his body next to mine, his muscles holding me, moving me, pleasuring me. Soreness set in as night fell, but I renewed my efforts, knowing that the end was near. As Theo finished and reached for me, I pushed him away.
“Sar?” he said questioningly, his eyes worried, his hand outstretched.
In a few seconds, Danial’s voice would sound. This was it, the end.
In desperation, I shouted, “Theo, I love you, I love you more than anything or anyone. I’ll love you the rest of my life!”
As my words tore out of me, Theo’s body flickered. Suddenly thin scars appeared on his shoulders from a whip, the edges raised and red, then similar scars on his chest. A mass of scar tissue bloomed whitely on his hip.
I lunged for his outstretched hand as he faded before me.
I fell out of the motel room bed, landing on the floor. The room reeked with the odor of lovemaking, the odor of sex.
“God damn it, no!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I’d fucked up badly. I’d forgotten Terian’s words to me the night he’d given me the potion, telling me about the dream it would create for me one last time.
“And he’s not here to renew it with you…”
Terian had said it, thinking as I did that Theo was dead. But Theo wasn’t dead, he was alive. I’d reached out and touched him again with another dream. Moreover, this time, he’d know immediately that what had happened was no regular dream. He’d come looking for me, remembering the scent he’d caught wind of a week ago.
God, I had to get gone as fast as I could!
I threw on some clothes and frantically gathered up my things. There was no time for a shower or food. We had to get moving!
I grabbed up my duffel and ran for the door, my keys in my hand. A footstep sounded outside my door and then the door was kicked open, flying back hard to slam the outer wall.
Theo stood there breathing hard, his eyes dark as a storm. He reeked of sex the way I did.
I hoped for his sake he’d woken up alone.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he said, his voice deep and rough. He slammed the door behind him and locked it.
“You are going nowhere, Sar.” He strode over, anger pouring off him. He grabbed my keys and threw them. My duffel followed. He pushed me to the bed roughly, then covered my body with his own. “You want me so bad, Sar, here I am,” he snarled, his eyes gone yellow. His fingers were claws, digging into my skin.
I closed my eyes, trembling.
He put his hand on the side of my face and gripped my jaw. “Open your eyes,” he said roughly.
I opened them, my vision swimming with tears.
“Don’t cry, Sar. You wanted this badly enough to send me another dream.”
He bared his fangs at me in a snarl and roared deafeningly. I shrank back from him as much as possible.
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