Author: Katherine Irons
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Series: Seaborne (Book 1)
Publication Date: March 29, 2011
Format: Paperback, 320 Pages
ISBN-10: 0758261403 (Kensington)
ISBN-13: 978-0758261403 (Kensington)
Reviewed by: Kiwi
Take me away…
Shrouded in mist, the hidden shoreline near her family’s Maine estate is a place of refuge for Claire Bishop. There, she can forget the physical limitations imposed by a tragic accident and escape judgmental eyes. Yet someone is watching from the depths of the sea, a being who senses her inner despair and is drawn to help her. Prince Morgan, risen from the waves and as perfect a man Claire has ever laid eyes on. She is sure she has dreamed him into existence – Morgan’s masculine beauty and sensual tenderness cannot be real. Then the dream overtakes reality…
With Morgan at her side, Claire is suddenly freed, swimming with him to a lost paradise, a fantastic underwater world with a sunken stone city at its heart. Soon the lovers find that their union has aroused the wrath of his warring clan – but Claire would rather die than return to her crippling life on earth, and Morgan will not live without the woman he adores…
Quick & Dirty: Hot Prince. ‘Nuff said.
Opening Sentence: The summer storm swept in without warning.
Today, ladies and gentlemen, we travel to the beautiful Maine coastline. Here on this secluded private beach you will find all the comforts of home and sea. Let’s spend a few peaceful moments enjoying the sand and surf, for our next stop will be very exciting. You see, in a few pages we will be experiencing the underwater world of the “lost” city of Atlantis. There, we will discover several different species, some more well recognized than others. We will also meet many people and perhaps we might even catch a glimpse of the royalty! Such a thrill. Though, I do hope that all of that craziness has died down since my last trip. Ah well, carrying on…
Meet Claire Bishop, 29. Two years ago she was involved in a boating accident that killed her good friend. The accident left her crippled, destroying her Olympic career, her ability to ride horses, etc. She also was married until she found her husband’s secretary in their bed, covered in her perfume, wearing her best negligee, screwing her husband, the psychiatrist. So after all these events, Claire escapes to Seaborne, the Coastal Maine estate she inherited from her grandmother.
Meet Prince Morgan, age in the hundreds, son of Poseidon, heir to the throne of Atlantis. This guy is hot, hot, hot…and in the beginning he defies the laws of his kingdom to save the life of a young human boy…so what are we poor readers to do but fall madly in love with him.
Their journey towards happiness is not an easy one. Morgan must overcome a trial, war with one of his siblings and an attempted assassination of his king and all his family members. Claire, in her own way, is also dealing with a familial war and attempted assassination. In short, about half way through the book, everything goes to Hades in the proverbial hand basket. But the couple; like most for this is a romance novel; overcome it all and obtain their HEA.
Claire’s ex is the strangest shrink I’ve ever read. I wonder exactly what he thought Claire’s “feelings” were going to be about his philandering. Plus, this guy is a deranged murderer, drug addict (if Viagra can be considered addictive), and sexual deviant. Just an all around straight up psycho.
Anyway, this book has it all. Murder, mayhem, lust, love, adventure, and drama. All the self pity in the novel was a bit grating at times, but nonetheless I enjoyed this story. This is a great debut to what looks like a great series with the potential for a long life span. Seriously, Morgan has something like 50 siblings. This could go on for years. Awesome!
She let go of his hands, balled a fist and hit him as hard as she could in the face.
Justin swore and pressed down harder.
I’m dying, she thought. This is what it feels like to die.
Abruptly, Justin’s fingers were torn away. She gasped for air, chocking and gagging. Justin screamed as Morgan through him across the room and he smashed into the French doors.
“Claire? Are you—“
She nodded her head, weeping now, unable to utter more than a rasp through her battered throat. “He killed my father.” She touched him. “Are you real?” she managed. “You’re not dead?”
In answer, he picked her up and started for the door. She could tell by the way he walked that his wounds had drained his strength. “I have to get to the sea,” he said.
“Go, save yourself,” she urged him. “Leave me.”
Outside, the storm had grown worse. The wind was coming off the ocean and the force of it hit them in the face as they crossed the lawn. “Take the elevator to the beach,” she shouted in Morgan’s ear. “The stairs are too steep. You can never make it down carrying me.”
Ignoring her pleas, he passed the elevator platform and began to climb down the slippery stone steps to the sand. They were halfway to the bottom, and Morgan was clinging to the metal rail and attempting to catch his breath when another shot rang out. Blood and flesh exploded from Morgan’s shoulder and he grunted in pain.
Claire looked up and her heart kicked against her ribs as she made out Justin’s shadowy form at the top of the cliff. The muzzle of his gun spat fire.
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FTC Advisory: Kensington provided me with a copy of Seaborne. No goody bags, sponsorships, “material connections,” or bribes were exchanged for my review.
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