KISS ACROSS SEAS (Kiss Across Time: Book 6.0)
A Vampire Time Travel Novel
I’m totally addicted to these fantasy vampire series. Hard to put down. The characters are real, believable, interesting and complex, and Cooper-Posey really knows how to tell a cliff-hanger story.
History doesn’t always repeat. Sometimes, it destroys.
To protect everyone she loves from the threats of their greatest enemy, Sydney flings herself back in time to eleventh century Egypt, where she meets a very human Alexander. Her arrival causes the death of the knight who would have drawn Alex to Jerusalem, and destroys a chain of events that end with Sydney, Rafe and Alex meeting in the twenty-first century.
Alexander is not the reasonable, dedicated healer she knows. His family actively work to stymy Sydney’s plans. Even though she is a prisoner and a mere woman, Sydney must find a way to restore history despite their resistance.
Discover Alexander’s dark past in this riveting exploration of time…and love.
Reader Advisory: This time travel novel features two super-hot alpha vampire heroes, and explicit sex scenes. Do not read this book if frank sexual language offends you.
The time-space continuum was restored to order at the end of this book. Promise.
Time travel has always been an interesting concept, but Cooper-Posey takes it to another level because her stories arc over an entire series – and over several centuries. I LOVE IT!!!
EXCERPT FROM KISS ACROSS SEAS
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“What now?” Sydney murmured. Sometimes, Rafe, Veris and Brody were more juvenile than the real children.
Marit rolled her eyes again. “It’s a competition to see who can hold their breath the longest.”
“They could do that theoretically forever,” Alex pointed out.
“That’s why they’re shoving and nudging each other,” Aran said. “If they push hard enough, they’ll force the other one into taking a breath. Besides, uncle Rafe still has the ball.” He hung the towel over the back of his neck and gripped it. “I’m starving,” he announced.
“You’re always starving,” Sydney pointed out.
“Who’s at the deep end, then?” Alex asked.
Sydney looked at the other end of the pool, startled. She couldn’t see anything.
“There, right on the bottom. Wow!” Aran said, peering over the edge.
Sydney got off the lounger to see properly. So did Alex and Taylor.
The water had grown still enough that it was possible to see through the lapping surface.
There was a man on the bottom of the pool.
She glanced at the other end. Three distinct shapes. It wasn’t Brody, Veris or Rafe.
“Oh lord, he’ll drown,” Taylor whispered and yanked at the belt of her robe.
“No time,” Alex said urgently. He pushed between Marit and the twins, moving fast.
“Where did he come from?” Marit breathed.
Sydney ignored her. Fear gripped her as she watched Alex. He was running by the time he hit the edge of the pool. He pushed off with his foot and her heart leapt as he threw himself into the water in an ungainly dive.
“He can’t swim!” Taylor cried, yanking off the robe.
“Marit, get the other three to help,” Sydney said urgently, trying to pull off her own thick robe quickly.
Marit tore off the towel and dived into the pool in a flat, low arc, heading directly for the three men still sitting on the bottom of the pool.
Taylor dropped her robe and dived into the deep end, arrowing straight down to where Alex was struggling twelve feet below the surface.
Sydney considered diving in with them. She could swim, although she didn’t consider herself a strong swimmer. Only, all the adults were in the pool, now. Alannah stood on the edge with Aran, biting her lip, as the two of them watched Taylor and Alex.
All four of the swimmers at the shallow end emerged.
“Deep end!” Marit cried. “Help Alex!”
Veris immediately pushed through the water in a choppy, but effective overarm. Brody and Rafe climbed the steps and ran around the edge. Normally, that might have been the faster way to get to the other end of the pool, except that Veris was quick, too.
“What the fuck?” Brody said when he saw the three shapes rising up to the surface. He paused on the brink, showering Sydney’s bare feet with water. “Alex can’t swim,” he said quietly.
“I know,” Sydney replied.