Bøker av D K Smith

When Elizabeth Parker, San Juan's newest Assistant DA, vacationed in Puerto Rico, she never dreamed she would move to San Juan let alone own a cliff side mansion overlooking the Atlantic. She was living the dream, or so she thought. Her dream quickly turned into a nightmare when one day, in the midst of renovations, she finds a box hidden deep within the walls. The box contained an antique brooch that once touched awakened a ghostly connection to not only the house and its previous owner the infamous pirate captain Captain Blackheart Mardigan, but to a past she had no knowledge of and to the captain's son, Alexander, finally fulfilling The Promise He Made.

This is a novel of the art world: equal parts love, ambition, and betrayal. Weland Tilyard used to say he had given the gift of sex to the heartland: paintings whose erotic charge was subdued to such beauty and warmth that it became a kind of innocence. It made him famous. But when he cranked into motion the whole elaborate machinery of public attention, Bea Holliman had been carried along as well, transformed into a figure of such beauty and erotic power that it took years for people to realize she was none of those things. Now Weland wants to bring it all back-the fame, the passion-with a brand new twist. But here's the thing about fame. It's never what you think. And passion always cuts both ways.

This is a novel of the art world: equal parts love, ambition, and betrayal. Weland Tilyard used to say he had given the gift of sex to the heartland: paintings whose erotic charge was subdued to such beauty and warmth that it became a kind of innocence. It made him famous. But when he cranked into motion the whole elaborate machinery of public attention, Bea Holliman had been carried along as well, transformed into a figure of such beauty and erotic power that it took years for people to realize she was none of those things. Now Weland wants to bring it all back-the fame, the passion-with a brand new twist. But here's the thing about fame. It's never what you think. And passion always cuts both ways.