Blurb
HEA vs. a curse, a ghost, and a plague of ETs.
According to the Anagnos family curse, second son Xander is doomed to failure. When he inherits his Uncle Gus’s business in Trappers Cove, Washington, Xander jumps at the chance to prove himself. Of course, he plans to remake the schlocky, alien-themed souvenir shop into something trendier and more upmarket. Who wouldn't want that?
Hannah Leone, that's who. Reporter for the Trappers Cove Beacon, Hannah is hell-bent on protecting Souvenir Planet, the beloved icon that draws thousands of tourists to their quirky beach town. The Beacon is struggling to survive, and there’s no way Hannah will let an inconvenient crush stand between her and the biggest story to hit Trappers Cove in ages.
Caught in a battle of wills and sizzling desire, Xander and Hannah discover the bizarre depths of Uncle Gus’s alien obsession. When disaster strikes, they’ll need Xander’s innovation and Hannah’s connections to save Souvenir Planet. But if these hard-headed foes don’t lay down their arms, the town they love will pay the price.
Come back to Trappers Cove for a steamy, laugh-out-loud, rivals-to-lovers romance full of found family, beachy fun, and out-of-this-world mystery.
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Excerpt
“You okay, Xander?”
Stupid question. Face pale, lips clamped tight, forehead dotted with sweat, he was clearly as far from okay as Trappers Cove was from Australia.
His nostrils flared in a deep inhalation. Who knew nostrils could be so sexy?
She rubbed his arm from elbow to shoulder and found his muscles so tense she might as well be stroking marble. “I thought you were exaggerating about that second son business, but it looks like you understated the problem.”
He closed his eyes and shook his head. “I can’t stand to listen to them shredding Gus. My uncle was a good man. An oddball, yes, but so what? He was generous and kind and funny and—”
“Hey.” She grasped both his shoulders and turned him to face her. “You’re doing the right thing. You are a loving, loyal nephew. And in a couple hours, all your bitchy relatives will leave, so you can get back to remodeling Souvenir Planet. I have faith in you, Xander. You’re going to make this place shine brighter than ever.”
His eyes widened. Okay, maybe she’d gone too far, but the only way through this debacle was forward.
“You’ve got this, my friend.” She rose on her toes and pecked his cheek. At least, that was her intention, but a loud bang from across the room jerked his head around, and her chaste kiss landed on his lips. His soft, plush, slightly parted lips.
Xander gasped and blinked hard and fast, as if she’d blown dust into his eyes. “What the hell was that?”
A flush roasted her cheeks. “Sorry, I slipped.” She took a step back—well, she tried to, but he gripped her elbows, holding her in place.
“That was totally inappropriate,” she spluttered. “I apologize, Xander.”
A flicker danced in his dark irises—amusement or something more interesting? A corner of his mouth ticked upward. “I meant the noise, not the kiss.”
They both scanned the room. On the far side, near the door to Gus’s office, a set of metal shelves had crashed to the floor.
Hannah tugged her neckline in a vain effort to diffuse the heat of her embarrassment. “I think Gus is telling us to get the show on the road.”
Xander groaned and dropped his chin to his chest. His shoulders quaked.
Oh no! Desperate to undo the damage, she clutched his arms. “I’m so sorry. Me and my lame jokes.”
Still quaking, he gripped her elbows and pulled her against his chest, burying his face in her hair. She wrapped her arms around him and rubbed soothing circles on his back—his broad, warm, muscular back…
What a perfectly awful moment for her libido to kick in. Tingles zapped up and down her spine as Xander’s arms banded around her, snugging her tighter to his solid warmth. What a monster she was, getting all hot and bothered while he wept in her arms and…
Hold the phone.
She planted her palm on his chest and shoved. “Are you laughing?”
Award-winning contemporary romance author Sadira Stone spins steamy, smoochy tales set in small businesses—a quirky bookstore, a neighborhood bar, a vintage boutique. Set in the U.S. Pacific Northwest, her stories highlight found family, friendship, and the sizzling chemistry that pulls unlikely partners together. When she emerges from her writing cave in Las Vegas, Nevada (which she seldom does), she can be found shaking her hips in dance class, playing her guitar (badly, but getting better), exploring the Western U.S. with her charming husband, cooking up a storm, and gobbling all the romance books. For a guaranteed HEA (and no cliffhangers!) visit Sadira at https://sadirastone.com
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2 comments:
Congratulations on the new release, Sadira!
I am about a third of the way through, and definitely enjoying the slow burn.
Thanks so much, Lisabet! You're a fabulous supporter of the writing community.
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