Dark Muse
Chateau Seductions series
It takes time before Gina Meiro warms up to
people and her shyness is often misunderstood. She hasn’t had to worry about
meeting new people at a remote art colony until a new resident arrives—a rock
guitarist more suited for a billboard. Her carefree days of painting at the
medieval-styled castle on a remote New England island are shattered when she
stumbles right into his welcome gathering.
After a falling out with his band, Dante
Riani wants nothing more at Les Beaux Arts on DeRoche Island than solitude to
work on new songs. When a shy young painter asks to paint him at sunset, he’s
tempted by the opportunity to be alone with her.
Someone at the colony claims to know what
Dante is and asks for his help. Dante fears his plans are coming undone,
especially as grows more drawn to Gina. Her scent and vulnerability are too
difficult to resist. But he must stay away from her—she would never understand
his secret.
Excerpt
Gina bit her lip, building up the courage to
speak her mind. “Actually, I was thinking something,” she confessed.
“Go on.”
“It may sound weird, and feel free to say no
if it is.”
Dante’s eyes widened. “Something kinky?” he
teased.
“No,” she swatted his arm. “Nothing like
that.”
“How disappointing. So what’s on your mind?”
“I noticed you when I was inside the castle.”
She left out the part about how long and how many days she had done this. “The
silhouette of you playing guitar against the sunset is a perfect juxtaposition.
Dark against light. The color contrast. The musician playing into the sunset.
Brilliant.”
“Hmm.” He cocked an eyebrow. “I’m wondering
where this is going.”
“Would you mind if I painted you one day?”
A smile crept from the corner of his decadent
lips. “You don’t paint people often.”
She raised her chin. “I make exceptions when
I see something worth painting.” Was she flirting? Time to shut the
hell up. Heat rose in from her chest up to her cheeks. Always one to throw an
awkward statement, she added, “Nobody would have to know it was you,” she
added. “I’d hide your face.”
“You don’t like my face?” The hint of a smile
developed into a full blown smirk.
“No!” She protested. “I do.” Shut up,
Gina. You’re making it worse. “I meant for your privacy.”
“So you do like my face?” He grinned.
“I’m a p-painter,” she stammered. “I’m
looking at this strictly as an artist not letting an opportunity slip her by.”
“So it’s for art, eh?” His eyes twinkled with
amusement.
She nodded. This was a better move than
trying to speak.
“I’ll think about it. Had plenty of photo
shoots with the band, but never a painting. That’s kind of cool.” He stood up,
picked up his guitar, and took a few steps toward the castle. Then he stopped
and turned back. “I’d be careful about watching me too closely.”
“Why?” She smiled to match the sassy tone in
her voice.
The smirk that had lingered on his face dropped
away, replaced by a serious expression. “You might not like what you see.”
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About Lisa
Carlisle:
Lisa Carlisle is a USA Today Bestselling author of romance
and suspense. She loves stories with dark, brooding heroes and independent,
caring heroines. Her romances have been named Top Picks at Night Owl
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she was younger, she worked at a variety of jobs in various countries. She backpacked
alone through Europe and lived in Paris before returning to the U.S. and draws
on her travels for inspiration for settings. Lisa also owned a bookstore for a
few years as she loves to read. She’s now married with two kids, has a cat and
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