A BOAT MADE OF BONE
By Nicole Grotepas
New Adult Paranormal
Romance/Urban Romance
Published January 13,
2014
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Kate Miller
has been having recurring dreams about the same man . . . a dead man. Will
Hawke, to be exact, a celebrity who died long before Kate had any reason to pay
attention to celebrities.
While the
night-world she enjoys with Will beckons, her waking world has suddenly gotten
intriguing. Ty Watts--a guy with looks that could set a thousand housewives
free--just walked into her life. He's got a smile and a secret that begs to be
found out.
But is Ty a
distraction or a savior?
Kate's
dreams threaten to take over. She must negotiate the edge of reality, solve the
mystery of her nightly rendezvous with Will and either set him free or lose
herself forever in the seductively dangerous world he inhabits.
A Boat Made
of Bone is a love story that spans worlds, generations, and reaches beyond
death into the realm of fantasy.
EXCERPT
“No way. I’ve always wanted to climb
Kilnsey. Always. I’ve got my top routes planned,” Kate joked.
“Come on, Mal. She’s just started building
her dreams around me. No big deal. She’s my favorite belayer.” Ty winked and
grinned and Kate took it that he was only teasing her in his own way.
Just before midnight, Kate went back to the
tent she was sharing with Audra and saw that her friend had fallen asleep. Kate
returned to the fire.
Ty shaded his eyes from the firelight and
gazed toward the east. “It’s after midnight and still no sign of the moon. And
I don’t have cell coverage. The mountains are absorbing the signal,” he said.
“I think maybe my calculations were off.”
“Damn. We’re too early,” Malcolm said.
“We should probably hit the sack. The sun
comes up at five—maybe six—and we’ll want to get to the climbing spots before
the rush,” Ty said.
“Though you could be wrong,” Kate said,
“About the sunrise? You don’t exactly have a stellar record on when celestial
bodies will rise and set.”
Kate caught the faintest blush coloring
Ty’s stubble-covered cheeks. His eyes flashed toward her and firelight shifted
across his irises.
Malcolm chuckled. “Ooooh, burn.”
“True, but timing the approximate sunrise
isn’t rocket science,” Ty said with a grin, pushing himself out of the low camp
chair. He stood up, stretched, and dusted his hands off. “I’ll wash these
dishes off in the morning, when I’ve got some hot water heated up for
breakfast.” He gestured to the camp table where the dinner plates soaked in a
pot filled with cold water.
“Great. This isn’t exactly bear or raccoon
country. They should be fine out here for the night,” Malcolm said. “If we’re
not going for a midnight hike, I’m turning in.”
I knew he’d invite
himself. Or maybe he was always invited?
Kate thought.
“That’s wise,” Ty said. Kate began to head
for her tent, wondering if she should hop down to the bathroom before getting
into her sleeping bag. She thought about the condition of the campground
bathrooms and decided she could probably get through the night without a visit
to the toilets. “Hey,” Ty’s voice stopped her.
She turned. Ty loomed a few feet away.
Malcolm had disappeared, which was nice, for a change, though he’d probably
materialize out of nowhere when Kate least expected it. “Hey. Uh, well, good
night. See you in the morning?” Kate smiled, feeling shy. Audra was probably
awake now. She probably sensed a possible romantic scene and willed herself to consciousness
just to watch.
“That’s it? No goodnight kiss?” Ty closed
the distance between them. His fingers softly circled around Kate’s upper arms.
His voice dropped to a whisper, and for that Kate was grateful.
About the Author
Nicole wrote
her first fantasy novel in 7th grade on her mother's old Brother typewriter. It
was never finished but it strongly resembled a Dragonlance plot and she's
forever wondered what happened to the manuscript and Tonathan--the handsome
elven protagonist. After living in Nashville where she worked as an editor, she
returned to the Utah desert where she was raised. Nicole now lives near the
Wasatch mountains with her husband. She writes and raises her son and three
cats full time.
Author social media links:
http:://www.nicolegrotepas.com
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