My Favorite Things: Tasty Virtual Book Tour: Devil's Island by Mimi Sebastian

About The Book:

Title: Devil’s Island

Series: Sea Rovers Passion Book One

Author: Mimi Sebastian

Purchase: Amazon

Captain Boone Wilder leads a cadre of powerful and notorious pirates that rule the West Indies. He's survived the cutthroat's life, bearing the scars to prove it. Fearless, he seeks only the freedom of the seas and an enemy he's hunted with a vengeance for years. When Boone waylays a fat merchant vessel bound for Port Royal, he discovers more than he bargained for in the luscious bounty of Miss Sabine Tanner. But Miss Tanner hides more than tempting curves in her skirts. When Boone finds her sneaking about the Port Royal taverns, meeting with dubious captains, he's determined to learn what devious game she’s playing.

The daughter of a condemned pirate captain, Sabine Tanner took to the seas to clear her father’s name and locate her father’s legendary treasure. When her ship bound for Port Royal is boarded, she's captured by the sun-bronzed, muscular Captain Wilder. While the man is dangerously attractive, she knows from experience that Wilder is nothing but a scabrous bilge rat. Circumstances force her to sail with the scoundrel to find her father's ship, lost on the phantom Devil's Island. Driven by opposing agendas, will they survive the hidden truths, or does their greatest threat lie with each other?

Excerpt:

BOONE SCANNED THE beach, narrowing his eyes when he failed to locate Sabine among the men mending sails or tending to the camp. He strode to Salley, who was stirring the stew. “Where is she?”

“She’s—” Salley looked up toward a clump of palm trees and uttered a foreign curse.

Boone spotted Barth picking through rigging and trod through the sand toward him. “Where’s Miss Tanner?”

“She’s sitting next to the trees—” he trailed off when he too noticed she was no longer there.

Boone cursed. If any of the other pirates on the island stumbled upon her, he’d have to drag every damned cannon off his ship to fend them off. He stalked to the clump of trees and noticed footsteps in the sand leading to a break in the bush. He wound his way through the ferns and date palms and found her near a stream, splashing water on her face, wet strands of hair clinging to her neck.

His movements through the woods startled her, but he didn’t care, wanting to teach her a lesson about wandering off in the woods alone on an island swarming with pirates.

“Christ. You didn’t have to scare me,” she said.

“Better me than a group of horn-dog pirates.” He raked a hand through his hair, exasperated with her and himself for staring at the water dripping from her hair into the cleft between her breasts. She’d somehow wet her breeches and they clung to her long, surprisingly muscular legs, and curved around her butt cheek. Christ, she was killing him. He clenched her arm. “Do ye not know any better than to tarry about with, with—” her body outlined in such a delectable manner, he thought, but he said instead—“yer hair wet and long.”

She laughed. “My hair wet and long?”

Grabbing her arm, he dragged her back toward the beach.

“You can let go. I can walk on my own.”

“We need to get back to the beach before someone discovers you in this…state.”

She dug her feet in the dirt. He released her arm and swung around. She’d planted her hands on her hips, her cheeks flushed from the sun. “What is your problem? I’m hot and sandy and wanted to cool off. I checked the area. The other pirate crews are camped far from here.”

“My problem is I’m stuck in this position of protecting you from rape. You should know better. Any one of the pirates could have strayed away and found you here.”

“With my hair wet and long?” She cocked a brow, the irritated pout of before dissipating, replaced by a mischievous grin. She ran a finger down his chest, and he almost jerked back in shock at the electricity emanating from that delicate finger. Jaysus. Was she trying to get herself thrown on her backside? He pushed her against the trunk of a palm tree. “Don’t play with me.”

“You mean like you’ve played me since I boarded your ship?” She tried to push him away, her playfulness suddenly extinguished, but he wasn’t done with her yet. He pressed her hard against the tree and claimed her lips in a harsh kiss. Instead of the soft, breathless kiss they’d shared swinging from the shroud, she matched his force with her own brand of dominance, which excited him more than he ever could have imagined was possible.

She flipped open a rusty hatch of unbridled passion in him. He’d always satisfied his whores, made them whimper and cry out, but they never stirred much emotion in him beyond amusement and pity. This growing desire for her was carving a hole in him, and he feared she was the only thing to fill it.

About The Author:

Mimi Sebastian raised herself on books and the strange and unusual with an unhealthy dose of comics and swashbuckling Errol Flynn movies. Loving angst-filled romance thrown in, she decided to blend all those elements in a steamy mix in her first Urban Fantasy series, the Necromancer Books. The first book, The Necromancer’s Seduction, debuted July 15, 2013, with ImaJinn Books.

Mimi spent two years in the Ivory Coast with the Peace Corps and loves to introduce tidbits from her experiences in her writing. She’s a member of Romance Writers of America and the Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal chapter of RWA. A transplant from the beaches of Florida, Mimi now wanders the desert in Phoenix, AZ, and attempts to balance writing with a day career, fantastic family, and household diva: her Amazon parrot.