Welcome all to the swoony, tropical and magical Release Day Blitz for Vacation Tails (Pride of the Caribbean #2) by Deanna Wadsworth! OMG, guys, this book just sounds too magical and fun and I am so happy I am part of the Release Blitz! I am so going to be reading this series!
For today’s party, let’s celebrate, I got an excerpt, a giveaway, teasers, and book/author information! Yep, this post is filled to the brim!
A big big HOORAY to the author on their book releasing today, congrats! I hope you have a great day~
Let’s get partying~ dances
When the full moon rises, your soul will become complete…
Those are the words ominously whispered to Jeremiah Singleton his first day aboard the Pride of the Caribbean—an enchanted cruise ship where paranormals hide in plain sight.
Jeremiah leads a quiet life running an aquarium store. Stepping out of his shell to attend his sister’s wedding aboard the Pride, Jeremiah is delightfully surprised to find himself in a whirlwind romance with a handsome blue-eyed school teacher.
Skip Weaver has always been lucky, so it was no shock when he won a cruise. The one thing Skip hasn’t had any luck with though is love. But his streak of bad luck with love could finally be over when he meets Jeremiah.
However, nothing aboard the Pride is ever that simple.
Ancient legends, untapped magic, secrets from the past, and dangerous stalkers are on the itinerary for this tropical getaway. Both men are about to get the surprise of their lives, and all of it might be too much for their shipboard romance to survive.
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Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions for different RWA chapters, including President of the Rainbow Romance Writers in 2017. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. An avid reader, she also loves gardening, cooking, music, and dancing. Often she can be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.
“Can I touch it?” Skip whispered, feeling like a virgin all of a sudden, innocent and unsure. But he desperately wanted to feel Jeremiah’s green iridescent tail.
Jeremiah ran his hands down what would’ve been his lap. “You’ve touched me already. You don’t have to ask.”
“Yeah, but this is… different.”
“Looks like you’re gonna have to add, are you a merman, to your first date questionnaire,” Jeremiah joked.
“I don’t need to add anything anymore,” he said seriously. As far as Skip was concerned, the search was over, and the answers to what he’d been looking for were right here in the pool beside him.
But Jeremiah looked uneasy.
Skip brushed a hand over his cheek. “What is it, hon?”
“You’re sure it doesn’t bother you? That I’m not… I’m not human?” he whispered, gaze cast down. “You don’t think it’s… gross?”
Skip actually laughed, making Jeremiah eye him nervously. Skip quickly placed a hand on his shoulder, over the mermaid a merman had tattooed on his arm. “I am in no way shape or form grossed out. Shocked, yes. Flabbergasted, sure. Curious as the proverbial cat, hell yes. Turned on a little?” His cheeks warmed. “Yeah, I’m some of that too. But no, not grossed out.”
“Turned on, eh?” Jeremiah said, lowering his face to hide a pleased but shy smile. “Good to know.”
Tentatively Skip trailed the hand on Jeremiah’s shoulder down his side to where his very human flesh faded into scales.
Jeremiah sucked in a breath as goosebumps prickled his upper body.
Skip grinned at his reaction. “It’s sensitive there.”
“I think it’s sensitive everywhere,” Jeremiah admitted sheepishly. “It’s never been touched before.”
A hot spike of arousal went through Skip at the thought of no one ever touching Jeremiah in this way. He felt a surge of possessiveness too, knowing he was the first.
And if Skip had anything to say about it, he would be the last.
He ran his fingers down the scallop shaped scales, each one smaller than his pinky nail. It wasn’t very bumpy. Jeremiah’s tail felt nothing like a slimy catfish, or rough like a bass or bluegill. It was entirely unique, yet very piscean. He traced each scale, noting that in the faint light each one shimmered with different colors, making a fingerprint uniquely Jeremiah. When they’d swum, Skip noticed that Jeremiah’s tail seemed darker than Aleek’s too.
He worked his hand down and across the front, marveling how the scales captured the light. Not just good camouflage, but beautiful. Nature and magic’s kaleidoscope.
Suddenly Jeremiah hissed and flinched.
Skip jerked his hand back. “What?”
“You do know what you’re touching right now, don’t you?” Jeremiah asked, with a breathless gasp.
So enraptured with studying his tail, Skip didn’t realize his hand had been toying with the scales directly where Jeremiah’s dick should be.
“Oh, I’m sorry!”
Jeremiah let out an airy chuckle. “You don’t have to be sorry. I like it when you touch me.”
Skip desperately wanted to know where his penis was, what it looked like now, but wasn’t quite sure how to ask. Did Jeremiah even know? Perhaps they could learn those things together. “Um… so it’s sensitive?”
“It’s my dick, of course it’s sensitive.” Jeremiah reached down to his groin area and gently pressed along a vertical seam Skip hadn’t noticed in his exploring. “If I push a little here and you keep touching me like that, it’ll come out
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