by Kelsey Ketch
Genre: New Adult Adventure/Fantasy
Release Date: December 2020
Summary from Goodreads:
With her family name tainted by her great-grandfather’s crimes, Meriden Cummings could only dream of fleeing her oppressive life. Then she unearthed a piece of tanned skin, and her blood revealed an ancient map adorned with Mayan glyphs, launching her on the journey of a lifetime. However, she finds herself bound to the map, and there is a cost to her newfound freedom. One that will torment her mind as well as her soul.
After being shanghaied by pirates, Gregory Wilson escapes to a small English village where he runs into an obnoxious auburn- haired beauty. When he learns she is about to set sail on dangerous waters, he signs up to join her crew, hoping to defend her from the pirates seeking her great-grandfather’s treasure. But, will he be able to protect her from the ghost that haunts her or the curse running through her veins.
Excerpt
A severe pounding in my head, I opened my eyes to find
myself in my quarters. Wally was curled up by my stomach fast asleep, and a
familiar bandaged hand resting on top of my lower arm. I was completely
sandwiched with Greg’s body pressed up against my spine like I was a cuddly
pillow. Blinking a few times, I realized the room was bright, though by the
soft tap on the windows, it was still drizzling outside. I lifted my hand to
look at the light shining on my skin when I noticed a bandage wrapped around
the palm. Come to think of it, both my hands were burning with a dull ache. I
flexed my fingers, causing the pain to intensify. I then tried to raise myself,
only to become dizzy.
“I wouldn’t do that,” a tender voice whispered in the
distance. I looked over at the chair that had been pulled to the other side of
the desk to find Matthew watching my every move. “You took a serious blow to
the head at some point and suffered a concussion. I’m surprised you’re alive
right now.”
A concussion? I tried to think back to the storm after Greg
tied me to the mast. I remembered being brutally thrashed by the rain, wind,
and growing swells. At some point, I fell and hit the back of my head against
something hard. Shortly after, I quickly became worn out, and despite Greg’s
attempts to keep me awake, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
I stroked Greg’s arm in front of me, feeling each of his
light, soft hairs tickle my flesh. Though I couldn’t picture the events
perfectly in my memory, I remembered the wide-eyed look on his face right
before I dozed off. Even now, it seemed like he was clinging to me, not wanting
me to escape.
“It was the only way he’d allow the doctor to bind his wounds,” Matthew explained, almost reading my mind. “When the storm eased and we were finally able to reach the two of you, he wouldn’t let go. He was half-conscious from blood loss, pain, dehydration, and fatigue. But all he could think about was you. He wouldn’t leave your side knowing there was a chance you might not wake up again.”
Excerpt
George stretched his hand out a bit closer. “Here, let me
help you.”
My fears released, I took his hand with a mischievous smile.
“No, let me help you.”
I yanked his hand as hard as I could until he fell over the
edge and crashed into the water. Bonus, the splash soaked Greg and Rupert,
causing them to jump back a couple steps. Their chests and abdomens now
amplified through their drenched shirts. Unable to contain myself, I laughed.
“What the hell has gotten into you?” Rupert spat.
I couldn’t answer. It was as if my mind was no longer under
my control. Through tears, I watched George spit the water out of his mouth.
Then I noticed a cobalt fin and scales brush the surface of the water circling
me, eventually brushing against my leg. The threatening sense of oncoming
danger abruptly stopped my laughter and snapped me back into reality. What the
hell? I turned to see part of a beautiful woman’s face; her skin a soft bronze,
her eyes dark brown, her nose arched, and her hair the same color as a raven’s
feather. I was struck in awe by her presence. Her eyes hypnotic while they
continued to stare. Finally, the woman lifted her head up and spit water into
my face.
Cool looking cover
ReplyDeleteThe book sounds intriguing. Love the cover!
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