Book description
Book two in the Kindred Spirits Series A haunted lighthouse, a handsome
keeper and one freelance writer with a penchant for ghosts keep things
hopping at Whiskers' Seaside Inn. David Sanderson arrives at Whiskers'
Seaside Inn, excited by the prospect of investigating the local ghosts.
He's a freelance writer with a keen sense of the supernatural and
enthusiasm to spare. When the ghosts fail to make an appearance, David
is directed to the Harbour Point Light, where an active spirit is known
to exist. And one handsome lighthouse keeper. Hunter Pierce isn't sure
he wants someone writing an article about his lighthouse and the ghost
who inhabits it. He lives a quiet, solitary life in his little house by
the tower and doesn't relish the idea of tourists taking over the place.
Their priorities might clash, but David and Hunter mesh in all the ways
that count. Can an intense physical relationship be enough? And are
there more ghosts at the lighthouse than the captain? Someone doesn't
like David hanging around. David vows to figure out why, and hopefully,
in the process, figure out what to do with the new love he's found.
Reader Advisory: This book contains explicit scenes of m/m intimacy,
voyeurism and some paranormal elements. _x000D_ Jenna Byrnes could use
more cabinet space and more hours in a day. She'd fill the kitchen with
gadgets her husband purchases off TV and let him cook for her to his
heart's content. She'd breeze through the days adding hours of sleep,
and more time for writing the hot, erotic romance she loves to read.
Jenna thinks everyone deserves a happy ending, and loves to provide as
many of those as possible to her gay, lesbian and hetero characters. Her
favourite quote, from a pro-gay billboard, is “Be careful who you hate.
It may be someone you love.” Jude's imagination frequently leads her
astray and she eagerly follows while trying to keep out of trouble, or
at least, not get caught. For those of you who know her, you'll know
that's not always easy. A picture, a smell, an unexpected glimpse of
flesh, or a load of soil in the back of a pick-up, are all fodder for
her writing. Her male characters run the gamut from the dominant male
ruling his women with an iron fist, to a simpering purple-clad boy-toy
whose only desire is to please. As diverse and as richly depicted, her
women find themselves in a myriad of exotic and erotic situations. Catch
up with Jude at her blog and MySpace.
