Burying Water Book Four; Standalone
The USA TODAY bestselling author of the Ten Tiny Breaths series and Burying Water—which Kirkus Reviews called “a sexy, romantic, gangster-tinged page-turner”—returns with a new novel packed with romance, plot twists, and psychological suspense.
Ivy Lee, a talented tattoo artist who spent the early part of her twenties on the move, is looking for a place to call home. She thinks she might have finally found it working in her uncle’s tattoo shop in San Francisco. But all that changes when a robbery turns deadly, compelling her to pack up her things yet again.
When they need the best, they call him. That’s why Sebastian Riker is back in California, cleaning up the mess made after a tattoo shop owner with a penchant for blackmail got himself shot. But it’s impossible to get the answers he needs from a dead body, leaving him to look elsewhere. Namely, to the twenty-something-year-old niece who believes this was a random attack. Who needs to keep believing that until Sebastian finds what he’s searching for.
Ivy has one foot out of San Francisco when a chance encounter with a stranger stalls her departure. She’s always been drawn to intense men, so it’s no wonder that she now finds a reason to stay after all, quickly intoxicated by his dark smile, his intimidating strength, and his quiet control.
That is, until Ivy discovers that their encounter was no accident—and that their attraction could be her undoing.
An elaborate, woven tale that will put together two people so oddly alike yet incredibly different, and they will ground each other and bring peace to each other. A great ending to a series of standalones, and written as only K.A. Tucker can do.
Ivy is a nomad. She can’t stay in one place too long before she has the itch to get going somewhere else. Thankfully her tattooist profession can be a traveling one, and with her many friends in many places, she always has some place to crash for a bit. For the first time, though, San Francisco has lasted her. Seven months in one place is a record, and she’s really enjoying working at her uncle’s job, thinking she’s finally found a so-called home. When the very foundation under her rocks until it crumbles, that bug starts itching that she needs to go go go. But when the ties she’s forever been keeping from getting tied won’t let go, she’s forced into sticking around. Her tough, icy exterior betrays her longing heart on the inside, and she becomes torn with the need to flee and the yearning to stay.
Enter in Sebastian. He’s someone Ivy can’t quite figure out. He shows up wanting a tattoo from her, adamant that only she do it, even when he can’t miss that she is desperately trying to get out of it and the city. When she feels anything but safe or settled, his mere presence makes her feel safe. Her mask slips around him, making her want to be around him. That magnetic feeling is something not even she can fight. But Sebastian isn’t exactly who he says he is. And he has a lot that he’s hiding under that cool and calm exterior.
Ivy and Sebastian’s journey was exciting to read. You knew that Ivy was this sort of badass roaming woman who had a lot of chips on her shoulder, but you could really see that Sebastian settled her and became what she needed to calm her soul. K.A. Tucker wrote a fantastic storyline that was perfect for who these characters were, and it had the perfect amount of excitement, with a lot of intricate little details woven in throughout. Sebastian and Ivy will grow on you (an ivy pun-ha!) immediately, and you’ll absolutely love them. I’m sad to see the series come to an end, but I am incredibly excited to see what more comes from the mind of K.A.!
It’s just a regular ringtone. For me, though, it’s the wail of a war siren, and I’m immediately alert. There is only one person who has this number, and I didn’t expect him to use it again so soon.
The tile is cool against my bare feet as I roll out of bed. I collect the phone from the nightstand with one fluid movement, unhindered by sheets or the morning sluggishness that an average person might face. Stepping through the propped-open patio doors and onto the balcony, I answer with a low, curt “Yeah.” The sky is just beginning to lighten over the quiet bay. Dozens of boats sit moored below, their passengers lulled into deep sleep by the ocean air and rhythmic waves. I’m high enough up that I’m not likely to offend anyone with my lack of clothing, especially at this hour. Not that I’m truly concerned by it.
The code name is a sharp contrast to the warm breeze skating across my bare skin. My adrenaline begins to spike, all the same. Hearing it means that I will be forced to leave this haven soon. Sooner than I had hoped.
“How is recovery going?”
I instinctively peer down at the angry red scar on the outside of my thigh, where a bullet drilled into my flesh and muscle just three weeks ago, outside of Kabul. I nearly bled out before I made it to the doc. He patched me up on a makeshift operating table, buried deep in a maze of rooms, and charged me a hefty price.
“Like new,” I lie.
“Good.” Bentley’s voice is rich and smooth, a welcome sound in a sea of strangers. “Where are you now?”
I peer out over the beautiful vista of crystal blue water and whitewashed stone buildings, the volcanic rock cliffs in the distance, reluctant to divulge my location. I sank a good chunk of my last payout on renting this one-bedroom villa for the month. It’s my private sanctuary, where I can revel in anonymity and peace for a while, before finding somewhere else to drift to.
Bentley has never asked before.
But he also has the technical capabilities to trace this call. If he really wants to find out, then he will. In fact, the second I picked up, he probably already had his answer. “Where do I need to be?” I say instead.
Burying Water Book One; Standalone
Burying Water Book Two; Standalone
Burying Water Book Three Standalone
♦ABOUT THE AUTHOR♦
Born in small-town Ontario, K.A. Tucker published her first book at the age of six with the help of her elementary school librarian and a box of crayons. She currently resides in a quaint town outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.