He found himself dreaming about her some nights, waking and reaching for her only to remember that she was gone. He’d burned through most of the initial anger he’d felt. Now he just wanted to know she was safe.
In Eight Nights At Sea, pirate captain Zephyr Jamieson finds Rina and her brother stowing away aboard his ship. They strike a mutually beneficial bargain: Safe passage for Rina and her brother in exchange for Rina warming the captain’s bed. But Rina is not what she seems – and Zeph is determined to learn all of her secrets.
In this scene, he’s just come out the victor in an unexpected battle, but took a good knock to the skull before it ended. He’s still reeling from the revelation that his demure bedmate has a touch of the magical about her . . .
“My head has me in a devil of a mood,” he apologized. “I just wish you’d told me everything from the beginning. Am I going to be surprised by anything else?”
She gave him a slightly mischievous grin. “Well, it wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, would it?”
He closed his eyes and smiled. “Hellion.”
She touched his cheek lightly. “I’m sorry about your head.” Continue reading
Yes! I finished the latest draft of EARTHSINGER and I am going to cautiously say this will be out by Easter! Finally!! And then I’ve got to find time to carve out Firesinger around my next YA project, but that should go faster since it’s the culmination of the series. I hope.
Thanks so much for being patient, you guys. Seriously. Juggling all this writing, two kids, and a full time job is crazy making a lot of the time, and the YA stuff is going to have to take priority since it’s being “Big 5” published.
I really do appreciate the way you’ve all stuck with me. My readers are the best! Watch for an announcement next week about EARTHSINGER!
In Seasinger, Shira Wen is a cultural anthropologist who’s done a little too much digging – and it’s made her a target of some very powerful supernatural creatures. On top of that, her new boss at the university is her ex, a lecherous jerk who nearly wrecked her career. Into all this chaos strides Kai Vance – a man with one hell of a secret. . .
A short walk down the hall put her in front of Robert’s door. She didn’t bother knocking.
“This is the last straw,” she fumed, slamming the spreadsheet down on the desk. “You can’t end the Young Anthro program just so you can have some extra PR money.”
“I can, and I did,” he replied smoothly. His smile didn’t falter. “Part of my job is keeping this department fiscally responsible. Your program, while laudable, requires resources that the department can’t afford to float.”
“We’ll have some more fundraisers,” Shira said in exasperation. “Car washes and bake sales! I can -”
“Again, it’s a matter of resources. Every minute you’re sitting at a bake sale table is time you could have spent working lesson plans, speaking at a school, attending a conference, or working at a dig site.”
“So…” she bit her lip, thinking. “I’ll limit our Anthro trips to our working sites.”
“Where you’ll be supervising teens instead of working,” Robert pointed out. “Shira, it’s already done. I’ve finalized the revised budget and it’s been approved. Maybe we can talk about a summer workshop for a few days duration, if we have the residual funding.”
“And you couldn’t have discussed this with me?” she fumed.
“There was nothing to discuss.” Robert got to his feet and walked around the desk, smiling in a very patronizing way. “I realize this club is your baby, but I know you’re better than this, Shira. You’re a scientist, and a good one. We need you doing more important things.”
“I’m putting together a think tank. We’ll meet once a month as a group, but I plan on having some intensive one-on-ones so I can…get to know people better.” He reached out, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger. “We’ve got a lot of catching up to do.” Continue reading
He smiled at her slowly – and with a world of intent
in his eyes. Rain lost her train of thought completely.