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  Carina Press Presents: Editor’s Choice Volume I

  By Cindy Spencer Pape, Adrienne Giordano and Shannon Stacey

  There’s a time and a place for romance: any time, any place!

  In honor of our second anniversary, Carina Press brings you a trio of amazing novellas by some of the freshest voices in romance today! A highland laird and an unconventional physician fight monsters and fall in love in Cindy Spencer Pape’s Kilts & Kraken. In Adrienne Giordano’s Negotiating Point, two security operatives try—and fail—to keep their professional distance while working a high-stakes case. And a driven career woman takes a detour to enjoy Slow Summer Kisses in a contemporary story by Shannon Stacey. Three very different tales, three very happy endings.

  Edited by Angela James, this anthology includes:

  Kilts & Kraken by Cindy Spencer Pape

  Negotiating Point by Adrienne Giordano

  Slow Summer Kisses by Shannon Stacey

  Stories also available for purchase separately.

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  Dear Reader,

  June is a good month for us here at Carina Press. Why? Because it’s the month we first started publishing books! This June marks our two-year anniversary of publishing books, and to celebrate, we’re featuring only return Carina Press authors throughout the month. Each author with a June release is one who has published with us previously, and who we’re thrilled to have return with another book!

  In addition to featuring only return authors, we’re offering two volumes of Editor’s Choice collections. Volume I contains novellas from three of our rising stars in their respective romance subgenres: Shannon Stacey with contemporary romance novella Slow Summer Kisses, Cindy Spencer Pape with steampunk romance Kilts & Kraken, and Adrienne Giordano with romantic suspense novella Negotiating Point.

  From the non-romance genres comes Editor’s Choice Volume II, and four fantastic novellas: paranormal mystery Dance of Flames by Janni Nell, science-fiction Pyro Canyon by Robert Appleton, humorous action-adventure No Money Down by Julie Moffett, and Dead Calm, a mystery novella from Shirley Wells.

  Later in June, those collections are joined by a selection of genres designed to highlight the diversity of Carina Press books. Janis Susan May returns with another horror suspense novel, Timeless Innocents, following up her fantastic horror debut, Lure of the Mummy. Mystery author Jean Harrington offers up The Monet Murders, the next installment in her Murders By Design series. And the wait is over for fans of Shawn Kupfer’s debut science-fiction thriller, 47 Echo, with the release of the sequel, Supercritical. Rounding out the offerings for mystery fans, W. Soliman offers up Risky Business, the next novel in The Hunter Files.

  Romance fans need not dismay, we have plenty more to offer you as well, starting with The Pirate’s Lady, a captivating fantasy romance from author Julia Knight. Coleen Kwan pens a captivating steampunk romance in Asher’s Invention, and fans of m/m will be invested in Alex Beecroft’s emotional historical novella His Heart’s Obsession.

  If it’s a little naughty time you’re longing for, be sure to check out Lilly Cain’s Undercover Alliance, a sizzling science-fiction erotic romance.

  We’re proud to showcase these returning authors, and the amazing books they’ve written. We hope you’ll join us as we move into our third year of publishing, and continue to bring you stories, characters and authors you can love!

  We love to hear from readers, and you can email us your thoughts, comments and questions to [email protected]. You can also interact with Carina Press staff and authors on our blog, Twitter stream and Facebook fan page.

  Happy reading!

  ~Angela James

  Executive Editor, Carina Press

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  Foreword

  When we decided to do a collection of novellas to celebrate Carina Press’s second anniversary of publishing books, and to showcase the diversity of our catalog, I had a hard road ahead of me. How would I choose from the amazing selection of talented authors we’ve worked with over the past two years in order to create this collection?

  In some ways, the first author was an easy choice for me. I’ve been working with Shannon Stacey in an editorial capacity for nearly a decade, and her book Yours to Keep was the first book I’d had hit the New York Times and USA TODAY bestseller lists. It was only natural that I’d want to showcase her talents in our anniversary collection. Slow Summer Kisses is a contemporary romance novella representative of what Shannon’s writing has always been in my eyes: smooth, terrific, character-driven romance with hints of humor, family and relatable life experiences. It’s always been an irresistible combination and this story is no different!

  In selecting the other authors I wanted to work with, I knew I wanted to highlight a steampunk romance story. I was an editor asking for steampunk submissions long before other publishers and editors had ever heard of it as a genre. I remember sitting on an editor panel well over five years ago, saying I wanted someone to write some steampunk romance, and everyone on the panel—and in the room—looking at me and asking, “What’s steampunk?” Once I realized I needed a steampunk romance for this collection, Cindy Spencer Pape was the easy choice. Her Gaslight Chronicles series has been incredibly well-received by fans, and it was as if this niche had been created for her voice. I wasn’t disappointed when Kilts & Kraken showed up in my inbox. It has all the hallmarks of what I’ve come to expect in Cindy’s steampunk romances: an incredibly fun world, with stubborn heroes and heroines who have dynamite chemistry, and a fantastic cast of secondary characters who support an engaging plot and story.

  Last, but not least, I turned to Adrienne Giordano to round out the selection of novellas. A romantic suspense author, Adrienne first truly came to my attention with her amazing attitude and drive to market, promote and grow her career. An enthusiastic participant in every stage of the writing, editing and selling process, it’s impossible not to want to introduce Adrienne and her books to as many readers as possible. Working with her on this romantic suspense novella also showed me her innate ability to take editorial direction and make her story even stronger. In Negotiating Point, we meet two strong-willed characters faced with a task that seems impossible: negotiate the release of their boss’s pregnant wife from the men who’ve taken her hostage. Even in the midst of a tense, dangerous situation such as this, it’s hard for them—and for us—to ignore the sexual tension sizzling between them!

  While it was difficult to narrow down my choices to just these three authors and their novellas, I believe readers won’t be disappointed with the selections. I hope you enjoy this small glimpse into the variety of romance subgenres we have to offer. Though it was impossible to showcase them all, I think you’ll find Carina Press romances run the gamut from erotic to sweet, historical to fantasy, suspense and everything in between.

  I also hope you’ll check out Editor’s Choice Volume II, which features a selection of novellas from the Carina Press non-romance genres!

  ~Angela James

  Executive Editor, Carina Press

  Contents

  Kilts & Kraken

  Negotiating Point

  Slow Summer Kisses

  Kilts & Kraken

  By Cindy Spencer Pape

  Magnus, Baron Findlay, longs to bring the wonders of the steam age to his remote island home, but his hands are full fighting the vicious kraken r
avaging the coast. When he’s swept to sea during battle and washes up on the shore of an isle in the Hebrides, he is near death.

  Struggling to establish herself as one of the first female physicians in Edinburgh, Dr. Geneva MacKay is annoyed when The Order of the Round Table sends her north to care for an injured highlander. To heal him, Geneva escorts the handsome warrior home, just in time to defend the villagers from another onslaught.

  As the attacks escalate and they work together to fight off the threat, neither Geneva nor Magnus can resist the overwhelming attraction between them. But as their relationship deepens, a new threat arises—from within the village itself…

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  Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Chapter One

  Torkholm Island, the Hebrides, July 1858

  “Magnus, look out!”

  At the shout from his uncle, Magnus Findlay rolled sideways and slashed upward with his sword at the tentacle slamming onto the dock beside him. The sturdy wood gave way with a splintering crash and the tentacle, now spouting gouts of bluish blood, whipped sideways to wrap around Magnus’s waist. The giant squid—its head easily twenty feet from end to end and the tentacles four times that—was the biggest they’d faced yet, in three or more weeks of random attacks from the monstrous creatures.

  Someone beside him opened fire with a repeating rifle. Another fired the harpoon gun from a nearby fishing boat. The sounds of the steam-powered engines and gunfire mingled with the screams of the wounded and shattering of wood. Another chunk of the quay splintered as the beast whirled Magnus in its grip.

  His sword, enchanted to stay in his hand and aim true, owned by a score of his ancestors, bit deep into the creature’s head. The squid pulled Magnus away from its core, squeezing the breath from his lungs. Enraged and wounded, it dove deep, taking Magnus with it. He gave a silent scream before his head slammed on a rock and the world went black as well as wet.

  * * *

  Edinburgh, the following day

  “Genny, I need you in the Hebrides.”

  “I’m busy, Papa.” Dr. Geneva MacKay turned away from her father’s imposing countenance to face her assistant. “Elspeth, go ahead and lock up, if you please. I’ll see you on Monday.”

  “Yes, Doctor.” Elspeth Robertson, a sturdy, middle-aged widow and Geneva’s right hand, had already herded the last patient out the door. “Have a good night, Doctor. Sir Fergus.” She bobbed a slight curtsey as she left the surgery.

  Geneva finished checking her medical instruments, hung up her white coat and locked her medicine cabinet for the night. “You’re welcome to come upstairs and join me for supper, Papa, but I’m not leaving Edinburgh. As you saw, my practice is—finally—thriving. I can’t go haring off on a moment’s notice to God-knows-where anymore. Find another doctor.”

  Sir Fergus MacKay’s freckled face turned an alarming shade of purple, clashing with the auburn of his hair. “I can’t. Both the Order’s physicians are busy elsewhere.”

  “Why do you need me out on the islands, of all places? It isn’t Connor, is it?” Business or no business, Geneva would drop everything for her younger brother, who had recently joined their father in the family business—that being the Order of the Round Table, the organization responsible for combating vampyres and other monsters throughout the kingdom.

  “No. It isn’t a Knight.” Fergus, his face lined with exhaustion, dropped into a chair.

  “Then there are plenty of physicians in Scotland, Papa. I’ve had enough trouble, being one of the first female doctors in Edinburgh. I can’t compound that by vanishing every other week.” She picked up a half-empty teacup from her desk and emptied it into the sink.

  Fergus grimaced. “I know, lass. You’ve more than paid back the loan the Order gave you to set up your practice, so you’ve no obligation. ’Tis just—well—I’d take it as a personal favor if you’d see to this lad.”

  “I’ll need more explanation than that.” She perched on her examining stool and studied her father’s lined face. He was tired. His eyelids drooped and his mouth was drawn into a tight line. There was something else too—pink flags high on his cheekbones. Was he embarrassed? Fascinating. “Tell me the rest.”

  He flushed even further. To give him some time to gather his thoughts, Geneva led him up the stairs to her flat, consisting of the second and third stories of the Edinburgh brownstone. She sat him down at the table and began to serve the soup left on the stove by her housekeeper, who’d already gone home for the night.

  “Now tell me, Papa. What has you so distressed?”

  He lifted a spoon and stirred his soup, staring into it but not eating. “Genny, I’m sure it never occurred to you or your brother and sister, but your mother wasn’t the first girl I ever courted.”

  She let that sink in, testing the idea. He’d been twenty-eight when he’d wed—the same age she was now. “I suppose she wouldn’t have been. Are you telling me this injured man is a half brother I never knew about? Mama isn’t going to like that one bit.” Maura MacKay would forgive her husband his youthful indiscretions, but she’d never countenance having not been told.

  He reddened further but shook his head. “No. Alice and I—we were engaged, but it never came to that. She was all of seventeen at the time, a pretty Highland lass in Edinburgh for her first Season. We weren’t in love, but I didn’t believe in it anyway, and we were good friends. We’d have been…comfortable together.”

  “She jilted you? Silly girl.” It was hard to accept that at one time, he hadn’t believed in love. He and Geneva’s mother were still giddy with romance after nearly thirty years of marriage.

  He lifted one eyebrow and winked. “A month after our engagement was announced, she came to me and said she’d had a vision. Alice doesn’t have powerful magick, you understand, but she does possess a touch of what they used to call the Sight. She’d seen the girl I was meant to fall in love with, and if I married Alice, I’d regret it all my days. Alice went home to Inverness a week later.”

  “That was—remarkably selfless.” A broken engagement could destroy a girl’s reputation.

  “Aye. The next year I met your mother and discovered love does exist, after all. Alice was right. I owe her a great deal.”

  Geneva agreed. Since she wouldn’t exist otherwise, she believed she owed this Alice a favor, too. “Is it her son, perhaps, who needs a doctor?”

  “No, Alice wed a soldier, but she never had children. She rescued this lad—found him tangled up in a giant squid on the beach near her home.”

  “A giant squid? I thought those were only myth.”

  Fergus smiled for the first time that evening. “Aye, as are King Arthur and his Knights. You, of all people, ought to know better. Kraken are not even magickal—just obscure, deep water creatures, not normally found near land or on the surface.”

  Since the Order was based on the descendants of Arthur and his Round Table, and the MacKay family could trace its line back to Sir Kay, Geneva did indeed, know better than most that many myths were grounded in reality. She tipped her head to concede the point. “Why does she care enough about this man that she’d bring in a physician all the way from Edinburgh?”

  Fergus stroked his beard. “I asked the same. Her teletext was the first I’ve heard from her since my brother died seven years ago. Before that it was a note here and there—when I married, when she did, and when each of you was born. She says there’s something about this lad, some magick in him. From the looks of things, he killed a kraken single-handedly. If there’s someone that powerful in the Isles, the Order ought to know.”

  “Magick?” Blast it. That put a different light on things. “You can’t bring him here?”r />
  He shook his head. “He’s too weak to travel. Alice doesn’t truly hold out much hope for him. The kraken damn near ripped him in half, and his lungs were filled with brine. At least one of his hips is badly crushed.”

  “Which is where I come in.” Geneva pinched her nose to ward off a headache. Her practice was made up of primarily women and children, as those were the patients who most easily accepted a female doctor. Her specialty, though, the skill at which she excelled, was bone-setting. She had a knack for it that bordered on magick. “Very well. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I don’t open the surgery anyway. I’ll go have a look at your mystery man, but the Order is paying Dr. MacLeod next door for covering my patients if I’m delayed. Is that understood?”

  “Aye.” He didn’t look any too happy about it. The Order had deep pockets but her father was a thrifty Scot all the way to his bones. “And if you get the chance to do a little digging, you might ask the islanders you meet why the kraken are acting so oddly.”

  “So you need me to investigate, as well as act as surgeon? Really, Papa, it might have been better just to put me on the Order’s payroll and be done with it.”

  “Aye. But you know you’d rather have a home and a practice.”

  Geneva couldn’t argue with that. Her father knew her too well. “And yet, you keep asking me to leave it.”

  He winced. “I know, and I’m sorry. I’d come with you if I could, but I’m short-handed here at the moment. I’ll drive you to the airship though, if you’re ready.”

  “In a moment.” Geneva tidied the kitchen before she left, and paused in her surgery to collect her instruments and the emergency overnight bag she kept at the ready. The plain brown skirt and white shirtwaist inside would coordinate with the heather tweed jacket she wore today over a matching skirt, and she always carried a spare white coat. She left a letter with instructions for Elspeth, and finally, she popped over to the next brownstone to ask Dr. MacLeod, a kindly man with bright eyes and a white, bristly mustache, to handle any emergency cases for a day or two.