Good afternoon folks! Hope your Thursday is treating you kindly.
How about a hint of pirates to liven up the afternoon? This blurb and excerpt comes from ANGEL’S MASTER. It’s a re-release of a reader’s favorite and will come out on February 12th.
Blurb: The year is 1822 and life on the high seas just became more complicated for Ethan Williams. He’s a pirate with a conscience, and even though killing and plundering are his way of life, he’s searching for much more—and he’s tired of being alone.
Jacqueline Massey is connected with the American Navy. It’s her job to trick men into revealing they are indeed pirates. The guilt she feels about sending them to their doom is equaled only by her longing to be loved. But Jacqueline has never felt at ease around those she calls her family. She dreams of the sea and of the mysterious pirate, but how is her fate intertwined with his?
Can destiny bring together a pirate and an angel during the season of miracles, or will a watery death by Davy Jones locker drown their love?
Excerpt: Jacqueline pasted a false smile on her lips. “Good evening, stranger. Can I bring you a meal and maybe some rum to wash it down?” Her heartbeat accelerated as she waited for him to speak.
“God, no rum. I’m sick of the stuff.” A tanned hand lifted a ratty tri-corn hat from a shaggy mop of black hair. He laid the hat on the table, and raised eyes so dark and hard they could pass as onyx. “I’d like a cup of tea, if it’s not too much bother.” A slow grin tilted the corners of his sensual lips upward but didn’t reveal his teeth. “And I wouldn’t say no to a nice ham steak with some potatoes maybe, and local fruit. It has been a long time since I’ve tasted pork or anything fresh, for that matter.” The smooth sound of his English-accented voice and choice of words revealed his probable occupation.
“It’ll be a few minutes.” She openly studied him. His sun kissed skin, easy charm, and the comment about fresh food denoted him as a pirate as if he’d waved his hands and shouted it from the rooftop, but the absence of a beard or any other form of stubble on his smooth chin had her wondering. He did not look like an ordinary sea man. “Will there be anything else?” Her gaze fell on the large, square ruby that winked under the candlelight on his left pinky finger.
Definitely a pirate with riches to flaunt.
“Not unless you’d like to keep a lonely man company in this season of miracles.” His baritone voice wrapped languidly around her and brushed along her skin in a light caress that had gooseflesh racing over her skin and heat forming in her insides. “Being far from home at this time of year is always a trial.”
“I can sympathize.” Jacqueline sighed as she remembered her previous life in the glamorous, glittering society of New York City. “Let me convey your order to the cook and bring your tea. I can spare you a few minutes then.” She turned away when a flush warmed her cheeks. For one insane moment she was glad for the revealing bodice of her unadorned brown wool dress. Plainer than her usual gowns, it was necessary for working the bar, and showed her figure in the best light—prime garb for attracting criminals. Would she please the pirate enough that he’d take her in his arms for a quick embrace? Just as quickly, she banished the thought. Nothing would come of a chance meeting with the pirate. He’d eat his dinner and either return to wherever he came, or Alexander would lead him away in chains.
She shuddered as an image of the handsome man hanging from the gallows swam into her mind’s eye. Jacqueline hoped he was too clever to be caught, and that Alexander was too slow for pursuit.
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