For each installment of Lia Davis’s Cursed in Stone series, five blogs will reveal a sneak peek at a chapter from the book throughout the tour week. Today we’re spotlighting the first book in the series, releasing on April 8th: Sunstone’s Fire. If you haven’t visited I Smell Sheep, stop on over for their chapter installment, then pick up here right after…
Chapter One – part two
He turned to see the woman enter the room with a couple of towels. He noticed she’d removed her jacket and her shoes, and he drank in her natural beauty. Her brown hair fell to her waist like silk curtains. Around her neck hung a Sunstone wrapped in wire, dangling from a black leather cord. “Thank you.”
As soon as he took the towels, she directed him to the stairs. “You can take room 15. From the top of the stairs, it’s to your left at the end of the hall. There won’t be any cell service due to the storm, and we don’t have a landline. Breakfast is served between 7:00 and 9:00 AM.” She frowned then added, “Never mind about breakfast. I let the staff have the weekend off so you’re on your own. Sorry.”
“The name is Nate Wilson, in case you need to keep a log of your guests,” he stated as she turned to leave the room, not really meaning for her to respond. She seemed preoccupied.
When she faced him again, she frowned. The marble-size Sunstone hanging around her neck glowed briefly. Glowed? He shook his head. Maybe it had caught the light. Maybe he’d hit his head harder than he thought.
“I’m sorry. It’s late. I didn’t mean to be rude.” She averted her gaze as if embarrassed by her actions. “Um, I’ll make a note of it and we can clear everything up in the morning. You must be cold, plus you’re dripping on the floor.”
He glanced down and it was his turn to feel like a heel. “Right. Sorry, Ms…”
“Haylee. I’m the owner of the place. So if you need anything, I’m your girl. I’ll let you get settled in. Have a good night, Mr. Wilson.”
Haylee. He smiled, liking the sound of her name in his head, and watched how her hips swung slightly as she walked away. The idea of being stranded in a small town with her had brightened his mood. That was until he realized he’d left his suitcase in the truck of his car.
Great. He draped the towels over the stair railing before going back out to collect his things. As soon as he stepped out onto the walkway, lightning snapped overhead and thunder boomed. The rain fell in fat, heavy drops—faster than before.
By the time he returned to the house, he was soaked to the bone. His jeans stuck to his legs, and he sloshed with each step up the stairs. When he reached the landing and headed to his room, he noticed how quiet it was in the house. He couldn’t be the only one there. Then he remembered Haylee mentioning that the staff was off. Did she mean she was closed?
Odd. Well, she was a little strange, as well. At least, her behavior was, going from being short with him one moment to apologizing the next. Maybe she was just shy. A smile tugged at his lips as he entered his room. He wanted to find out more about the beautiful, intriguing owner of The Clark House.
Aspiring author, Nate Wilson wants some space from his overbearing family and a job he doesn’t like. A week on the Oregon coast sounds like paradise and just what he needs to get the creative juices flowing. Unfortunately, his plans are derailed when a storm moves in and a ghostly figure flashes in his headlights, sending him skidding off the road and into a tree. Lucky for him, he ends up in front of a Bed and Breakfast, and the beautiful owner may do more to spur his creativity than any beach could.
Hesitant witch and inn owner, Haylee Clark is cursed. Well, not her exactly—at least not yet—but all of the women in her family have suffered the same fate. They fell in love, only to have that passion turn sour and their husbands die tragically, leaving them brokenhearted. So far, Haylee has done well to avoid that destiny, but when the captivating Nate Wilson crashes into her life, he awakens something within her that she never thought to feel.
When the pair stumbles upon a hidden room where Haylee’s grandmother used to conduct her rituals, they unknowingly unleash a dark entity hell-bent on destruction, and discover that a family heirloom is the source of the Clark family curse. Despite the spell, they can’t deny their attraction, and give in to the magic between them. But the closer Haylee and Nate get, the more the curse tries to tear them apart. If they don’t find a way to defeat the evil, they may lose more than their hearts.
Make sure to stop at each participating blog to read all of Chapter 1:
- Part 1, March 21 — I Smell Sheep
- Part 2, March 22 — Grave Tells (you are here!)
- Part 3, March 23 — Vampire Book Club
- Part 4, March 24 — Fresh Fiction
- Part 5, March 25 — Literary Escapism
About the author
In 2008, Lia Davis ventured into the world of writing and publishing and never looked back. She has published more than twenty books, including the bestselling A Tiger’s Claim, book one in her fan favorite Ashwood Falls series. Her novels feature compassionate yet strong alpha heroes who know how to please their women and her leading ladies are each strong in their own way. No matter what obstacle she throws at them, they come out better in the end.
While writing was initially a way escape from real world drama, Lia now makes her living creating worlds filled with magic, mystery, romance, and adventure so that others can leave real life behind for a few hours at a time.
Lia’s favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers, but it’s her home and she loves it! Sign up for her newsletter, become a member of her fan club, and follow her on Twitter @NovelsByLia.
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