Hurricane of the Heart
Publisher: CaribbeanReads Publishing
Date of Publication: July 25, 2015
Number of pages: 292
Word Count: 85,900
When Kyle agrees to be the best man at his best friend’s destination wedding in Dominica, he has one thing on his mind: partying. But all that changes when a powerful hurri¬cane strikes the island and he finds himself trapped in a vil¬lage and falling hard and fast for the indigenous beauty queen, Alia Graneau.
Alia Graneau has goals that do not include men, least of all an immature, irresponsible American party-animal like Kyle. But the hurricane devastates more than her beautiful island; it wreaks havoc on her heart when she falls under Kyle’s spell and is forced to choose between her ambition, her love for her country and her love for Kyle Robinson.
Can their love, born in a hurricane, survive the ravages of real life?
People were everywhere, sitting on bags, on the floor, leaning against the walls. The few airport employees looked harassed. The PA system was not operational, so an employee had to walk around using a megaphone to make announcements.
The terminal itself had suffered severe damage. Green tarp held down by concrete bricks lay over much of the building. A cargo plane, almost too large for the small airstrip, was parked on the tarmac while customs agents and volunteers unloaded much-needed supplies. Airport security was non-existent.
Holding hands, Kyle and Alia walked into the loud, bois-terous chaos and returned the keys of the Jeep to the car rental company. Just then a small aircraft that had been circling the hills for some time swooped in for landing.
“That’s my flight,” Kyle said. He joined the throng of people crowded around the counters waiting to check in.
Half an hour later, the woman with the megaphone an-nounced that the flight was ready for boarding.
Kyle drew Alia into his arms. “I guess this is it.”
Alia nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She buried her face in his chest. The ache she felt in her heart was physical, almost stifling. She wished he would stay. She wished she had packed a bag and brought her passport.
He lifted her face with his index finger and gazed directly into her eyes. He saw the raw emotion as she struggled to fight back tears. Slowly he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
“Alia,” he whispered emotionally, “I know you think that I’m all about the siwo and that I would say anything to get a woman into bed. But I’m gonna tell you something I’ve never said to any woman before. I love you.”
“I love you too,” Alia whispered. The floodgates opened, and the tears she had fought so desperately to control flowed down her cheeks.
He found her lips and their kiss was long, deep, and pas-sionate. They did not want to let go of each other. They kissed again and again, unconcerned about the throngs of people that surrounded them. They only broke apart when the woman with the bullhorn shouted right into their ears that it was time to board the flight.
Kyle reluctantly released Alia and walked through the doors into what was left of the departure lounge. Alia waved at him until he was through the doors.
Quickly, she exited the terminal and crossed the narrow road to the river. Leaning on the river wall, Alia allowed the lazy flow of the crystal clear water over smooth round stones to calm her nerves. She followed the water with her eyes all the way to the Atlantic Ocean, just a few yards away. The light breeze combing through her hair gave her a sense of calm serenity despite her emotional turmoil as she second-guessed her decision not to go with Kyle.
She heard the engine of the plane start up and walked around the terminal toward the tarmac. There were no security guards to stop her. Standing under the tarpaulin-covered awn-ing near the tarmac, Alia could see the small craft with its pro-pellers secured by a rope. Passengers were already boarding. Most of them were white tourists who had been stranded on the island, or Ross University students. She strained forward hoping to get one last glimpse of Kyle as he boarded the air-craft. She was already missing him.
With all the passengers on board, the stewardess closed the door and the plane got ready for takeoff. Alia never saw Kyle board. She was too late.
About the Author
Jewel Amethyst is the author of two mass market romance novels, Marriage of Convenience and From SKB with Love one of three stories in the Holiday Brides’ romance anthology. Hurricane of the Heart is her second full-length romance novel. Jewel was born and raised on the Caribbean island of St. Kitts and currently resides in Maryland with her family.