Orion’s Foot: Myth, Mystery, and Romance in the Amazon
M. S. Spencer
Genre: Cozy mystery, Romantic suspense
Publisher: Wild Rose Press, October 30, 2019
Petra Steele is wallowing in self-pity after being dumped at the altar, when her brother Nick invites her to come to the Peruvian Amazon. Before she even sets her suitcase down, she's confronted with a murder victim. In a research station peopled with a quirky assortment of scientists, she is drawn to Emory Andrews, a gruff, big man with a secret past. That is, until his beautiful ex-wife shows up. More murders, more secrets, more mysteries ensue, all in the deeply romantic, sizzling jungle.
Excerpt: Love in Iquitos
The evening slanted toward night, and Petra began to relax. She gazed out the open windows at the passing couples. The sun set behind them, sending dueling lances of deep red and blue over their heads to splash down into the ferruginous Amazon. “It’s so beautiful here.”
Emory started out of his reverie, and she realized he hadn’t been staring at the river, but at her. “It is indeed. Shall we go?”
When she stood up, her head began to spin. He took her arm. “You must be exhausted. You need to get to bed.”
She didn’t argue, and by the time they reached the hotel, she could barely keep her eyes open. He gently laid her on the bed. “I’ll go make up the sofa.” She didn’t answer.
It was pitch black when she woke up. “Where am I?” She looked around. A light shone under a door. The hotel. Iquitos. Nicky. She swung her legs off the bed and headed toward the door. It opened into another dark room, but across the way a nightlight indicated the bathroom. Since I’m up, I might as well brush my teeth. She managed to make it there without incident, but on the return trip she ran smack into something hard. She felt with her hands. Must be the couch. Her hand encountered a face. “Oops, sorry!”
Emory caught her hand and pulled her to him. He kissed her fiercely.
“Stop it.” She pulled away.
He turned on a lamp and raised up on one elbow. “Well, you were pawing me. What did you expect me to do?”
“I…uh…I just tripped over you in the dark.”
“I see.” He watched her. For some reason she couldn’t move. “Shall I try it again?”
She looked down into that handsome face. A lock of hair had fallen over his brow. His face was flushed with sleep. So what if he’s a crook? “Uh-huh.”
Two minutes later, they landed on the bed.
Author bio and links:
Librarian, anthropologist, Congressional aide, speechwriter—M. S. Spencer has traveled the globe. She holds a BA from Vassar College, a diploma in Arabic Studies from the American University in Cairo, and Masters in Anthropology and in Library Science from the University of Chicago. All of this tends to insinuate itself into her works.
Ms. Spencer has published thirteen romantic suspense or murder mystery novels, with two more on the way. She has two fabulous grown children and an incredible granddaughter. She divides her time between the Gulf Coast of Florida and a tiny village in Maine.
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