St. Augustine’s Silhouettes
by Kate Hill
Format(s): Ebook, Paperback
Heat Level: Traditional Romance
Pairing(s): M/F
Genre/Themes: Historical, Paranormal, Thriller, Romantic Suspense
Length: 10,000-words
Cover Art: RomanceNovelCovers.com
Purchase Links:
Ebook: Amazon / Barnes and Noble / Smashwords
Paperback: Amazon
A killer runs loose in a small American town. When free-spirited Katherine allies herself with a man dubbed Satan by the townsfolk, has she found the man of her dreams or has she fallen into the hands of a murderer?
St. Augustine’s Silhouettes was previously published by Echelon Press. This is a revised and expanded version.
Excerpt:
“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Katherine murmured, glancing at pages filled with silhouettes all drawn in reddish-brown, the color of dried blood. “It’s almost frightening.”
St. Augustine abruptly closed the book. His hand rested protectively on the worn brown cover. It was such an attractive hand. Long-fingered with prominent veins and short, clean nails, it looked graceful yet strong.
“I’m sorry.” She gazed at him. “I didn’t mean to–”
He shook his head. “Don’t apologize. You’re right, Miss Sinclair. It is terrifying, and it’s not something I can explain in detail.”
“I think it’s time I left. I’ve imposed long enough.” She smiled, extending her hand. He took it and brushed a feathery kiss across the back of it. The warmth of his lips and the intimacy of the kiss made her tingle all over.
“Do you like working at the dress shop, Miss Sinclair?”
“Not particularly.”
“I’ve been looking for someone to help me in my shop, especially with the inventory. I haven’t been able to log everything properly since I arrived. As you might imagine, it has been difficult for me to find someone willing to work here.”
“I had no idea you’ve been advertising for help.”
“In truth I haven’t. I’ve been waiting for someone with the correct qualifications. If you’re interested, I’m willing to pay you more than your wages from Paulette Chandler.”
Her heartbeat quickened at the thought of working closely with him and getting to know him better than anyone, except perhaps Reverend Harmon.
“Thank you for the offer, Mr. St. Augustine.” She moistened her dry lips, willing her voice to remain steady and aloof. “I’ll let you know.”
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