The wall between our world and that of vengeful spirits has
protected humanity for more than 400 years. It’s about to come crashing down.
Ellie Lancaster has lived her whole life by the site of the
mysterious Lost Colony of Roanoke, the Virginia settlement that vanished
without a trace around 1590. Only the descendants of the two men who banished
the spirits of an enemy tribe from the material realm know what really happened
to the colony. Ellie is one of those descendants—a Curse Keeper. Her father
took pains to teach her what he knew of the curse and the responsibilities of
its guardians. He taught her that if the two Curse Keepers ever meet, the curse
will be lifted, the gate will open, and the raging Native American spirits will
be unleashed to seek their revenge.
Despite her father’s seriousness, Ellie has always taken the legend for a harmless fairy tale. Until she meets the darkly handsome, but downright infuriating, Collin Dailey and realizes everything she was told is true. For when they meet, it’s like the air is sucked from the room. Collin’s presence is electrifying… and it’s not just attraction Ellie feels, but the inexorable pull toward her destiny. The prophecy is real, and now Ellie and Collin must battle supernatural forces and their loathing—and passion—for each other to set things right.
The Curse Keepers are all that stand between the world and its destruction.
Despite her father’s seriousness, Ellie has always taken the legend for a harmless fairy tale. Until she meets the darkly handsome, but downright infuriating, Collin Dailey and realizes everything she was told is true. For when they meet, it’s like the air is sucked from the room. Collin’s presence is electrifying… and it’s not just attraction Ellie feels, but the inexorable pull toward her destiny. The prophecy is real, and now Ellie and Collin must battle supernatural forces and their loathing—and passion—for each other to set things right.
The Curse Keepers are all that stand between the world and its destruction.
Maybe he just needed a little incentive. I unbuckled his
belt and unbuttoned his pants while he turned his attention to my other breast.
Slipping my hand into his pants, I searched for his erection.
And found nothing.
Well, that’s not entirely right. I found something, but I had to search. A lot.
I sat up and cocked my head. “Um… I need to go to the
bathroom for a second.” I climbed off his lap and pulled up my bra then I held
up a finger. “I’ll be right back in a second.” As I moved toward the bathroom,
trying not to run, I snatched my cell phone off the counter and closed myself in
the lavatory. Then I dialed my best friend Claire.
She answered on the first ring. “So how did it go?”
I sat on the toilet and ran a hand over my hair. “Um... it’s
still going,” I whispered.
“It’s still going? Then what are you doing calling me?”
“Well… it’s just that…”
“What?”
How did I put this? “I can’t find his penis.”
Claire paused for half a second. “How drunk are you?”
I hunched over my knees, trying to gauge my level of
intoxication. “I’ve had a couple of drinks, but not enough to stop me from finding
an important part of male anatomy. I mean, how hard can it be?”
“Obviously, not hard enough.”
Giggles erupted, and I clapped a hand over my mouth. After a
couple of seconds, I settled down. “This is serious, Claire.”
Claire burst into laughter. “Are you sure he’s not a
tranny?”
“I thought trannies were guys dressing as girls, not the
other way around.” I took a deep breath to settle my giggles. “And no, he’s got
a part, just not an interested one.” Great, I couldn’t even get a boring guy
excited about me. “What am I going to do?”
“What do you want
to do?”
Covering my eyes with my hand, I sighed. “I don’t know.”
I heard Claire’s exasperated exhale. “Ellie, why are you
with this guy? Why are you doing this to yourself?”
Outraged, I sat up straight and hissed, “How was I supposed
to know he couldn’t get it up?”
“Anyone could have—no that’s too easy,” Claire muttered.
“That’s not what I meant and you know it. Why are you wasting your time with
this guy when you can barely stand him?”
“That’s not true.”
“Please.”
I had to concede that she might have a point. “I can’t just
send him away.”
“Why not?”
“It will be too obvious.”
“Well, then I suggest you stock up on Viagra.”
I groaned. “You’re no help.”
“Yes, I am. You just don’t like what I have to say.”
“Ugh! I have to go.”
“You might as well go since you won’t be coming—“
I hung up on her before she could finish. And she was wrong.
There was a reason I kept a vibrator in my bedside drawer.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author Denise Grover Swank was born in Kansas City, Missouri and lived in the
area until she was nineteen. Then she became a nomadic gypsy, living in five
cities, four states and ten houses over the course of ten years before she
moved back to her roots. She speaks English and smattering of Spanish and
Chinese which she learned through an intensive Nick Jr. immersion period.
Her hobbies include witty Facebook comments (in own her mind) and dancing in
her kitchen with her children. (Quite badly if you believe her
offspring.) Hidden talents include the gift of justification and the
ability to drink massive amounts of caffeine and still fall asleep within two
minutes. Her lack of the sense of smell allows her to perform many unspeakable
tasks. She has six children and hasn’t lost her sanity. Or so she leads
you to believe.
You can find out more about Denise and her other books
at: www.denisegroverswank.com
As I met Ellie, I was completely captivated from the very beginning in which we find out so much about her present day life and the life she is trying to attain. Lo and behold, her ancestry makes its way to the now and lands right in her lap. I kept wondering why she was so hesitant to accept what was happening, but as the story progresses, those little tidbits of information are given and understanding comes about.
I absolutely loved Ellie. She is a refreshing character that you instantly like. She is honest, snarky, witty, entertaining, compassionate, and caring. All of these awesome attributes are wrapped up in a feisty strong woman that you root for and hope for the best in her life.
And of course meeting Collin brings all these explosive qualities to the surface, making their encounters fun, frenzied, and freakin electrifying with the sexual tension these two exude. And boy were there encounters HOOOTTTTTT!!!!!! Man, I had to fan myself many times when Collin walked in to the scene and when we got to the STEAMY parts...HOLY FREAKIN HOTNESS!!! MmmmHmmm....*whew* ok...moving on...
Their relationship is not all of what this incredible novel emanates. With an extraordinary story line that seduces you with a enchanting tale of curses and historical legends, you strap yourself in knowing that this is going to be a wild ride. I was biting my nails with anticipation, eagerly awaiting the mysteries to be uncovered, and left with shock and awe as the ending dragged me through twists and turns that left my head spinning.
Thoroughly enamored with this thrilling, gut-wrenching tale, The Curse Keepers is a book you will definitely want to read. I am tapping my fingers on my desk now...waiting...patiently...for book number two because I NEED TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN!!!!!
I'l like to find out what happens with Collin & Ellie.. Also, I have read that this author is humerous, Love that!
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