Spotlight and Giveaway for Guardians of Paradise by W. E. Lawrence
Guardian of Paradise, by W. E. Lawrence, is a
historical romance novel filled with action and adventure. It was published in
October 2014 and is available for sale on Amazon. I am also giving away one copy of his novel which is a kindle copy. See the rafflecopter below.
Synopsis:
In 1888, Kira Wall, surviving daughter of
missionaries swept away in a tsunami, lives a primitive, but enjoyable life
with natives on an isolated island in the South Pacific. But her serene world
is turned upside down when an Australian merchant ship, commanded by the
sinister Captain Darcy Coleman, arrives with an overabundance of modern and
lavish goods. Kira suspects ill intent. Chief Ariki refuses to listen to Kira’s
warning, forcing her to uncover the real plan of the captain on her own.
Unfortunately, she has a distraction. A six-foot tall, blond, and handsome
distraction. Trevor Marshall, doctor and botanist, hopes to find exotic plants
on the island to research new cures and medicines. He is dedicated to science,
but when meeting the strong-willed, beautiful Kira Wall, he’d prefer to spend
time researching her—all night.
The captain thwarts Kira’s attempts to call him
out at every step, turning the village chief against her. With only Trevor and
her best friend Malana by her side, she stalks the captain and his officers
through the dense, predator infested jungle, toward the island’s inactive
volcano. Frustrated by her failure to reveal the captain’s true intentions,
Kira begins to think maybe she’s wrong about everything. Then an explosion and
earthquake bigger than anyone on the island has ever seen renews her resolve.
Was the blast natural or man-made? She is determined to prove it was the
captain’s doing. Kira races against time and the island people’s naivety to stop
the captain from destroying her home and killing everyone she loves.
Excerpt:
Chapter 1
South
Pacific island of Alofa, two days sail northeast of Sydney, Australia 1888
Kira’s heart leapt to her throat as the blare of the lookout’s conch horn
shattered the tranquil morning. Startled blue and red lories sprang, squawking
from the palm trees, their wings thrumming the air as they fled. Macaque
monkeys jumped limb to limb, screeching and chattering from their jungle
perches. Another blast of the trumpet sent even the fiddler crabs on the beach
scurrying for the safety of their holes.
She glanced to the cliff overhead,
dropped her fishing net, and rushed up the sandy path toward the island’s
observation post. The rest of the villagers would be taking cover until the men
determined the extent of the threat. With her pulse pounding and her feet
working to find traction on the steep, winding grade, images of pirates raiding
the village flashed through her mind. The horror of women and children
screaming while their men fought to protect them with only spears and clubs
sent the chill of danger up her spine.
When she reached the large flat rock high above the harbor, she found
the stocky form of Kupe, the tribal chief’s son, standing with hands on hips,
his black Polynesian eyes fixed on the bay. Wearing only a pair of worn,
light-colored pants, extending mid-calf and a cloth headband to hold back his
wiry dark hair, he remained still.
“What is it, Kupe?”
“Ah big ship is com’n in tee harbor,”
he answered without turning.
“A large ship is coming into the
harbor,” she corrected. She squinted into the morning glare of the sun. “Are
they pirates?”
She studied the movements of the
enormous shiny wood boat with three tall masts. Two wide painted stripes, one
cream at the waterline and one black just above, encircled the ship. A
complicated system of shroud rigging hung like webbing from the cross spars
down to the deck rails.
“I do not think so. Ship is too big,” answered Kupe. “Tey have
dropped their sails. Tey come in slow. Not hurry.”
She lifted her hand to shade her eyes.
Men lined the ship’s bow, all clothed in the same white bell bottom pants and
loose-fitting gray striped shirts. Peering into the clear water, they tried to
determine the depth of the harbor.
“They fly the Australian flag and take
their time. Pirates not tat careful.”
Kira spotted the dark blue fabric
flapping in the breeze above the quarterdeck; the British Southern Cross
embroidered in the upper left corner. Her heart sank. “If they’re who I think
they are, they might as well be pirates. In fact, it would probably be better
if they were.”
Kupe turned his head and gave her his
big brother-like stare. She and Kupe were not related, in fact, Kira was
originally from Australia. Still they shared the same competitive bond of
siblings. “What are you talk’n about, Kira?”
“I’m afraid it’s one of those merchant
ships from Sydney. They’ve come to trade.”
“Tat would be good news. Tey have come
to trade goods for our crops.”
She fought the sour feeling in the pit
of her stomach. “If we let them, they will take a lot more than we have to
give.”
Kupe’s eyes narrowed. “Our crops are
plentiful. There is more than enough to trade.”
“You don’t understand. We have to be
careful. Most of these merchants are selfish and greedy. They’ll take advantage
of our people.”
The corner of his mouth turned up in
the hint of a smile. “Tey will not be that bad.”
“They will be, if we let them. What’s
even worse, they think nothing of tramping our fields while they’re gathering
the fruit, leaving them scarred.”
He shook his head. “You always think
tee worst.”
She glared sideways. “I know what I’m
talking about. My parents warned me of these kinds of people. I’ve seen for
myself what they have done. I was young, but I saw the damage they cause.”
He turned his gaze back to the ship.
“We can take care of ourselves.”
Kira grabbed him by the shoulders and
turned him forcing him to look her in the eyes. “Listen to me. If this were a
ship of raiders, I know our men would protect us. But this is different. Worst
of all, the more merchants who find out about us, the more outsiders will come.
Our home will never be the same and we have nowhere else to go.”
He shrugged free of her grasp. His
large flat nostrils flared. “You make no sense. Tradors have come here before.
Our people have pleasure in their visits. It has been a long time since tee
last merchants came.”
She dropped her arms. “It hasn’t been
long enough.”
Glancing down, Kupe held out his
hands. “Look at my pants. Tat is how long it has been. I hope tey brought new
ones.”
Though he had a strong build, his
round brownish-tan belly threatened to burst the tattered breeches. Everything
about Kupe was big; his head, body, even legs. They matched his huge heart and
his consuming desire to provide for his people. Kupe being the future ruler of
the tribe, Kira only feared for his overtrusting nature and inability to
perceive a disguised threat.
Looking at his worn pants, she would
have laughed if she weren’t so angry. “You just don’t see the danger.”
Kupe set his jaw. “Enough, as long as
the outsidors show us tey mean no harm, tey will be treated as guests. We will
welcome them.”
“But-”
“I said enough. We must call off the
warning and greet our visitors before I tell Chief Ariki they have come. He
will want to prepare to meet their leadors.”
She smirked. “Your father is also too
trusting of strangers.”
About the Author:
W. E. Lawrence graduated in 1978 from the
University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill with a BS in business
administration. He has run a successful home health care supplies
distributorship for the past twenty-three years.
Passionate about God, writing, reading, family, sports, politics, and America, Lawrence currently lives in Davidson, North Carolina, with his lovely wife and their two wonderful children.
Passionate about God, writing, reading, family, sports, politics, and America, Lawrence currently lives in Davidson, North Carolina, with his lovely wife and their two wonderful children.
W. E. Lawrence enjoys writing historical romance
novels filled with action and adventure. He published his debut novel Guardian of Paradise in October
2014.
Hi Jencey, This sounds like an interesting book and I can find the rafflecopter but there are no ways to enter the draw.
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