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This Week’s Excerpt: Voodoo Love and The Curse of Jean Lafitte’s Treasure by Victoria Richards!
Genre: Paranormal Romance Publish Date: June 2012 Like this excerpt? Buy it: Kindle
Elizabeth knows what adventure is about or at least she would if her memory would ever come back to her. She’s been told that two years ago she was chased by a greedy thug, Diego Martes, who believed she knew the location to a pirate treasure cursed by voodoo and hidden deep in the sultry bayous of Louisiana. During the process of escaping, Elizabeth’s lover and assassin for hire, Juan Carlos Montoya, drowned trying to save her. Though she now lives in a government arranged marriage to a cop in the small town of Barataria Bay, Elizabeth is still trying to remember the past, remember the danger, and most of all remember Juan Carlos, the dead Latino dreamboat who dragged her into the mess in the first place.
When Elizabeth’s idyllic new life is interrupted by a ghostly visit from a still sexy Juan, she finds herself once again plunged into unwanted intrigue. With his help, her memory of the past begins to come back, along with her memories of their nights of passion. Together they must outwit an insane villain, Diego and go back to where Jean Lafitte’s cursed pirate treasure is hidden in order to lift a deadly voodoo curse that threatens to end their love forever.
They clung to one another, the waves pushing them up and down, while the brown waters of the Gulf of Mexico filled their mouths. Alive with fire, the water hissed on the oil of the crashed Coast Guard helicopter despite the pelting rain unleashed by the hurricane. The craft burnt and spewed out misshapen parts, even as it sank below the choppy surface.
“Hang on, Elizabeth,” the man shouted above the roar of the storm. Unsure if the woman plastered to his chest heard the words, he struggled to tread water, grateful for the orange life vest he’d put on before the helicopter went down. The pain in his arm and side increased, causing gray to gather at the edges of his vision.
Don’t pass out. She needs you.
He shook his head, trying to clear his mind and get a better grip on what they were up against. The little locater beacon he’d strapped to his wrist blinked off and on, a strobe light adding to the hellishness of the scene as he moved his wounded, free arm. The life raft bobbed only a few yards away. If he could just get them to it…
The woman stirred, pulling her pale, scared face away from his chest to look up at him. Even in the storm, even with all they’d experienced, Elizabeth was still beautiful, and his heart contracted as their eyes met. She thought they were going to die. He could see the resignation in her. Guilt swamped the man, tugging at his conscience, threatening to pull him under just as the Gulf waves did. If he had made better choices, this wouldn’t be happening to her. She didn’t deserve to die in this little bay of water, caught between the entrance of the bayou plains of Louisiana and the saltwater of the Gulf of Mexico because he, Juan Montoya, had gotten sloppy.
Think, Juan, think. Save her!
“You’re going to have to help me,” he shouted, competing with the roar of the wind to be heard. “When we get to the raft, grab on. I’ll push you in.”
She nodded and together they swam towards the round raft. With a grunt of pain, he helped her climb in, giving a gentle shove with his good arm when she faltered. He grabbed the safety straps, ready to pull up, but the pain stopped him. Blood leaked from the laceration, and though he had seen his share of gruesome things and would defy anyone that called him a coward, the image of a shark popped into his head, flooding him with panic. Or maybe they were close enough now to the bayou for a gator to be his downfall. Both thoughts had him clawing at the boat, but the pain seared and he sunk a little deeper in the water.
That was when he knew he was going to die.
About the Author
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Victoria Richards is a native southern Californian. She is a married and a stay-at-home mom of two beautiful daughters. She holds two degrees, one in Liberal Arts and the other in History. Victoria has been writing since she was old enough to pick up a pencil, but it wasn’t until her college years that she really developed a love for writing creatively. At the suggestion of her creative writing professor she decided to pursue a more full-time career as a writer, something that she enjoys and gives her immense satisfaction.
Her passion for reading and writing has been focused mostly in the romance genre. With a hyperactive (and romantic) imagination, a degree in history and a love for the arts she finds it easy to blend these many disperse elements together to create romance stories that can range from the beautiful to the bizarre.
Her other interests include traveling, painting, shopping, volleyball, jogging at the beach, and enjoying a good game of billiards.
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