ISBN: 978-0-9793231-3-3
Publisher: Primrose Books
Release date: May 2007
Pages: 312
eBook price: $3.99


Stranded on an uncharted island in the South Seas with the greatest temptation she’s ever known, Lindsay Blaine discovers the love she’s always wanted and a passion that plunges her into a world filled with sensation. But being stranded brings a new danger when they discover a stash of weapons hidden in a cave. Amid rescue, the danger is forgotten a gun lord demands the return of his cache and snatches Lindsay away until his possessions are returned. As time runs out, Hunter scrambles to find her. The question weighing on his mind, is can he save Lindsay the second time around?

Excerpt from  Paradise Blue
Lindsay couldn’t quite open her eyes. They seemed glued together and as gritty as sand, too painful to open. She took her fingers, placing one above and below each eye and forced them open. Groaning, she closed them quickly. In the few minutes of sight, she’d seen seabirds flying across the blue panel of sky, their air current carrying them forward with each flap of their wings. The cruel sun glared down on her with contempt in its heat.

The birds circled, squawked loudly and moved on. She felt a light breeze float over the edge of the raft and thought she’d never felt something so good.

Overhead, she watched the contrails of a jet widen and slowly begin to dissipate into the atmosphere.

Curiously, she looked on as clouds moved slowly and she squinted, tilting her head in different directions as they took shapes of images she recognized. Faces. Animals. Things. Forever changing one to another.

She loved watching clouds. It was one of the few things that gave her peace.

She jerked upward as she remembered where she was and the desperate measures she’d taken to lose herself and make a new life.

She glanced over at the sleeping body in the lifeboat with disdain. How dare he intrude on her disappearance!

He had a hand turned palm up resting on his brow as he slumped his large body in a precarious position. Lindsay pushed herself to her knees and looked down at Hunter Fleming III. The Hunter Fleming III. Hastily, she reseated herself, not wanting to touch him, surprised that she wanted to.

She wasn’t going to waste one moment of her time with thoughts of him. She had more important things to think about—like finding some remote island in the south seas where she could live out the rest of her life with the locals. She could care less when the world-renowned playboy woke up.

Hunter woke up by slow degrees. He felt the slow motion of the waves and forced his eyes open. Through slitted eyes, he watched her. Dark thick lashes framed a perfect oval face—until she turned her head and the jagged scar revealed itself. It failed to distract from her beauty. He was about to ask how she was feeling when she turned her head and their eyes met.

She took one look at him, sniffed then turned the other way.