“This book was a
delight from start to finish!”
Whispers in the Dark, romantic suspense set in the Four Corners region of the
Southwest, will appeal to fans of Mary Stewart, Barbara Michaels, and Terry
Odell. This title stands alone and is not part of a series. It has 4.2
star-average with 55 reviews.
Young archeologist Kylie Hafford heads to the remote
Puebloan ruins of Lost Valley, Colorado, to excavate. Her first
exploration of the crumbling ruins ends in a confrontation with a gorgeous,
angry man who looks like a warrior from the Pueblo’s ancient past. If only
Danesh weren’t so aggravating… and fascinating. Then she literally
stumbles across Sean, a charming, playful tourist. His attentions feel safer,
until she glimpses secrets he’d rather keep hidden.
The summer heats up as two sexy men
pursue her. She finds mysteries – and surprising friendships –
among the other campground residents. Could the wide-eyed woman and her silent
children be in the kind of danger all too familiar to Kylie?
Mysterious lights, murmuring voices, and equipment gone
missing plague her dig. A midnight encounter sends Kylie plummeting
into a deep canyon. She’ll need all her strength and
wits to survive. Everything becomes clear – if she wants to save
the man she’s come to love and see the villains brought to justice,
she must face her demons and fight.
“This book kept me
turning pages until the end. The plot was full of twists and turns, always
keeping the reader rooting for the heroine. Excellent read!”
Excerpt
I hurried
along the trail until I reached the canyon rim, where I stopped and grinned.
The canyon cut across the land in front of me—maybe more of a ravine, really,
several miles long but only a quarter-mile across and a few hundred feet deep.
The bottom looked shady and cool, while the sun lit up the small ruin to my
right. ...
I couldn’t wait to
explore further. Of course, regular tourists weren’t allowed to leave the
trail, but one of the perks of being an archaeologist was special access. For
the next few weeks, this would be my playground.
The next site on
the map was just a vandalized rock shelter, and the trail guide complained that
people had torn down the walls before it could be excavated. Only part of one
wall and a jumble of stones remained. But the guide also mentioned that the
site might have yielded storage jars or food remains, had it been left for
archaeologists. Since my interest was ancient food, I decided to creep down for
a closer look.
I moved carefully,
so as not to disturb the loose rocks, and squatted near the biggest pile of
rubble. I gently lifted a few broken pieces, putting them back in exactly the
same place after I’d examined them. I couldn’t do much with the fragments, but
as always, I marveled over touching something from the ancient past.
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| Hovenweep
Castle by Greg
Willis Creative Commons license |
Tomorrow would be
soon enough for scientific method, for testing and hypothesizing. Tonight I
only wanted to touch the magic of this ancient world. I closed my eyes and
tried to feel some ancient presence, to hear whispers from the past.
The air seemed to
tremble with possibilities. If only I believed in magic—
A shout slashed the
air. I twisted so fast I tumbled onto my backside.
I gaped up at the
man towering over me. Bare chest, muscular and bronzed. Black hair pulled back
from a face full of sharp planes and angles. Dark eyes fierce under scowling
brows.
My heart jolted
painfully. I’d come face to face with an ancient warrior. He was gorgeous.
And furious.
At me.
Fantastic hook, Kris!
ReplyDeleteGreat excerpt. Love the build up to the surprise encounter.
ReplyDeletewhat a meeting. can't wait to see more.
ReplyDeleteuh oh... lol This will be interesting!
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