A BOAT MADE
OF BONE
BY NICOLE
GROTEPAS
New Adult Paranormal
Romance/Urban Romance
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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.
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
EXCERPT
EXCERPT
“I’m
not real,” he said, smiling at her.
“Hmm?”
she answered, kissing his cheek, feeling intoxicated. “I know.”
“Then
why—“
“Did
I come here?” she asked, finishing for him.
He
nodded, touching her cheek gently, pulling her close and kissing her deeply.
His breath filled her.
“I
don’t know. I’m just here,” she said as he pulled away.
“But
why? You know I’m not real.”
“Aren’t
you? I’m not so sure, Will.” She touched a lock of dark hair that hung across
his forehead.
“I’m
dead, Kate,” he confessed.
“So
you say. But then, why does your touch feel real? Your lips make me feel
alive.” She toyed with the sleeve on his shirt, staring into his eyes.
“I’m
just part of your imagination. You create me.”
“I
don’t care, just kiss me.” She moved to complete her request.
“I’ve
been dead a while, you know?” he said, turning his face to dodge her kiss. He
grinned playfully. “Quite a while. Just look at these clothes. Would a modern
man wear this?” He gestured to his shirt—white with green stitching and the
sleeves were long, reaching almost to his elbows. He wore flat-front, pale blue
jeans that belled out slightly at his ankles, and a heeled, square-toed boot.
He was straight out of the late sixties. He looked up as an idea occurred to
him. “What are modern men wearing, anyway?”
She
shrugged, taking a step back to study his attire, liking the way he was
dressed. “Actually some guys would wear that. To be retro. I like your look. It
turns me on.”
“As
if that’s hard to do,” he said, laughing.
She
moved close to him and slipped her hands under his shirt. His stomach was hard
beneath it. She bent to kiss his side. His skin was soft and hot. He sighed,
then laughed quietly. “Careful now,” he warned her.
“Why?
You said already, you’re not real. This isn’t real. A dream.” She was feeling
unusually confident. Perhaps he was right; perhaps it was a dream.
“Maybe
I’m wrong. Maybe I’m lying. It could be real.”
“Does
this feel like a dream?” She straightened and traced her fingers around his
stomach to his back and pulled him tight against her. He grunted and kissed
her. His hands came up from her waist, to her shoulder blades, as he returned
the embrace.
It
had to be a dream. She’d never wanted anyone like she wanted him. His mouth
devoured her and she knew that even once she had him, she would still be hungry
for more, for him. It would never be enough as fulfilling as it could
potentially be.
She
knew he was dead. She vaguely remembered the day he died—it was the summer
before she started her sophomore year of high school. It was in the news. It
was everywhere. Will wasn’t real.
This
was her dream.
Love the cover and synopsis of this one! Thanks so much for sharing the excerpt and for putting A Boat Made of Bone on my radar. Thank you for the giveaway!
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