by Lisa Kessler
Series
Sentinels of Savannah
Genre
Adult
Paranormal Romance
Publisher
Entangled Amara
Publication Date
November 12, 2018
Samuel Keegan used to man the wheel of the Sea Dog over 200 years ago, but these days he’s the front man of a southern rock band. Rum and women are plentiful, but his world is changing rapidly now that his crew is back together searching for the Holy Grail to break their curse. But the quest leads him to a historian with raven hair and a wicked smile. She holds all the answers, but she could also spell death for them all.
Dr. Charlotte Sinclair works for the Maritime Museum in Savannah, an expert on ancient pirate wrecks. When a government agent requests her help in a top-secret investigation, she discovers not only is the Holy Grail real, but the lead singer of her favorite band is actually the immortal pilot of the Sea Dog crew.
The search for the Grail opens some dark secrets better left hidden, and Charlotte’s life might depend on one Pirate’s Passion…
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EXCERPT
By the time they left Bob’s, the streets were empty. Colton hadn’t lost track of time like that in…more years than he cared to think about.
He stopped in front of her shop and took her hand. “Thank you for the unexpected evening.” He brushed a kiss to her knuckles. “I hope it won’t be our last.”
Skye grinned, her cheeks still flushed with the Drunken Pirate drinks Bob kept pushing on them. “I thought you only had eyes for your ship.”
God, she was beautiful. “Until I met you.”
“So you do know how to be charming.” She took a step closer, looking up at him. “Maybe you could give me a proper tour sometime.”
Oh, he wanted to give her so much more than a tour. He brought his hand up to caress her cheek. “Anytime.”
“How about now?”
His heart thumped in his chest, and alcohol warmed his gut. Given the choice between sitting alone worrying about Eli and whether or not the curse was ending, or spending more time with her…ah hell that wasn’t even a choice. “Why not?”
He took her hand again, enjoying the spark of fire that lit through his bloodstream and led her through the fog toward River Street.
Seeing the usually bustling area empty was equally beautiful and haunting. It brought back memories of earlier days. Centuries before cell phones and email. Back when his crew would drop anchor in the cloak of night and shanghai new crew members out of the pubs.
Lifetimes ago.
He walked her across the gangplank and hopped down onto the deck. Turning back, he reached up to clasp her waist.
Her eyes widened. “Wasn’t there a step before?”
“Aye.” He nodded. “It’s for tourists.”
She still didn’t move. “So I’m not a tourist anymore?”
“No.” He shook his head and lowered her to the deck. Staring down into her eyes, his hands slid up her sides. “You’re my guest.”
She tipped her chin up toward him. He couldn’t resist the invitation, bending to kiss her lips. He hummed into her mouth as she opened, welcoming his exploration. She tasted like rum, root beer, and something wild he couldn’t place, but it didn’t matter. He wanted more.
Craved it.
Her hands moved up his chest, as he clenched a handful of her silky hair in his fist. He held her tighter. God, she was made for his arms. His heart pounded in his ears reminding him…he was alive. Until he bumped into her on the stern of the ship, only the swells of the open sea gave him a rush of passion.
His erection throbbed between them, and regretfully, she broke the kiss, stepping out of his embrace.
She reached up to touch her lips. “What the hell was that?”
“A damned fine kiss.” His chest rose and fell as he struggled to catch his breath.
She nodded, dropping her hand. Studying his face, her voice softened. “I don’t know what Bob put in those Drunken Pirates tonight, but wow. I’m impressed.”
He chuckled. “That kiss had nothing to do with the drinks.”
Her grin lit up the night. “Pretty confident for a pirate.”
“Aye.” He allowed his true accent to color his voice. “Haven’t ye heard? We excel at confidence, lass.”
“Damn.” She came closer, laying her hand over his heart. “You do make a sexy pirate.”
Except it wasn’t an act. She’d never believe him anyway, and he wasn’t ready for the night to end, so he kept the truth where it belonged. Buried.
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About Lisa Kessler
LISA KESSLER is an Amazon Best Selling and award winning author of dark paranormal fiction. Her debut novel, Night Walker, won a San Diego Book Award for Best Published Fantasy-Sci-fi-Horror as well as the Romance Through the Ages Award for Best Paranormal and Best First Book. Her short stories have been published in print anthologies and magazines, and her vampire story, Immortal Beloved, was a finalist for a Bram Stoker award. When she’s not writing, Lisa is a professional vocalist, performing with the San Diego Opera as well as other musical theater companies in San Diego. You can learn more at http://Lisa-Kessler.com She loves hearing from readers!
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