Today we have the great new paranormal romance, Bearliest Catch by Bianca D’Arc. Be sure to check it out and grab your copy, and enter her giveaway
About Bearliest Catch:
Drew spends his days fishing in the Pacific, far from Grizzly Cove, seeking the peace of the ocean. Jetty lives in the ocean, part of a hunting party of mer folk, in near-constant danger now from the evil creature that roams the deep. When they meet, sparks fly and the ocean comes alive with danger. Can they get her people to safety?
Excerpt:
“Will you warn me next time you plan to do something dangerous?” she screeched at him, regaining her footing.
She marched right up to him in the open hatch to the wheelhouse, and stood her ground, while the leviathan sailed right on past them. With any luck, that maneuver had done the trick.
Drew couldn’t help himself. Despite the frantic situation, he cupped her neck and drew her in for a smacking kiss. They didn’t have time for it, but he needed to feel her lips against his.
“I promise,” he said, grinning as he released her. “See to your friends. I’ll get us the hell out of here.”
He turned back to the controls, but he hadn’t even touched them when he heard a horrendous snap that reverberated through the length of the boat. Everything shuddered for a moment, and he had to think hard about what might’ve happened below decks. None of the alarms were going off, so they weren’t taking on water…yet. Something else must’ve… Leaning out over the side of the vessel, he realized what had happened.
Worse news, the leviathan had turned and was coming toward them again. Drew’s dangerous pivot hadn’t worked.
“That fucking beast just snapped my anchor chain,” he growled, already forming a plan in his mind as he went for the bow, where the remainder of the chain dangled off the side of the boat. “Jetty! Get everyone down flat on the deck. I’m going to do something dangerous.”
Damned if Jetty didn’t grin at him. “Thanks for the warning.”
“Hey, I promised, didn’t I?” He sent her a wink, loving that she was as adventurous as him.
Calling on all the strength of his bear, he heaved the remnant of the massive anchor chain around his shoulders, having released it from its tether to the boat completely. Now he had a heavy length of chain he could use to keep the leviathan busy while they beat a retreat—if he could find the strength to wield it as he planned.
Drew chanted a prayer for strength, digging deep into the things his mother had tried to teach him about his innate magic and the power of the Goddess. He knew the Mother of All would be his ally against the forces of evil, and the creature waving its tentacles around wildly above the surface of the water as it searched for the injured mer was definitely evil.
He chanted as he began to slowly swing the chain, letting out slack as the massive links whistled through the air. He’d climbed to the top of the wheelhouse to get the maximum clearance. He’d have one shot at this—if that. A million things could go wrong with this plan, but he only needed to buy time for their escape.
He prayed as he’d never prayed before and waited for his moment, swinging the huge chain with greater and greater velocity. His concentration was total. He had to tie up as many tentacles as possible with his one and only throw. The longer the monster had to mess with the chain, the longer they’d have to make their escape.
Time slowed. All sound paused. The golden moment came, and Drew knew the exact moment to release the chain. It spun out from his hands, twisting and turning as it flew to its target.
Only when it hit, wrapping around every tentacle that showed above water—which were too numerous to count—did time start up again. There was no time for triumph. Drew had to get his precious cargo out of there with all possible haste.
He jumped off the roof of the wheelhouse, thanking the Goddess as he went, for Her aid. He’d felt Her with him, guiding him, lending him Her magnificent strength. He’d had a spiritual moment up there, on top of his boat, but he didn’t have time to savor it. Later, he promised himself. Later, he’d examine what had happened. Maybe talk it over with his mom, the priestess. Try to figure out what it meant.
Right now, he had to get them the hell out of Dodge.
He somersaulted into the wheelhouse, finding Jetty already there. She gunned the throttle when he gave the nod, and together, they steered them away from the leviathan, heading straight for the safety of the wards surrounding Grizzly Cove.
About Bianca D’Arc:
Bianca D’Arc is the USA Today bestselling author of over 50 romance novels. She has twice won EPPIE Awards for her work, along with the Australian Romance Readers Favorite Erotic Romance eBook of 2008 for her first werewolf romance, Lords of the Were. She is a native New Yorker who worked as an executive on Wall Street during the summer of 2001. She changed careers after the tragic attacks of 9/11 and started seriously pursuing publication in 2005. She has a Bachelors degree in Biochemistry, a Masters in Library Science, and a Juris Doctor, but she doesn’t take herself too seriously. She loves her garden and plays the piano, ukulele and guitar.
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