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Raf's Tide of Destiny
Book #1 of Kings of the Bay Series
A forbidden love in a coastal Romeo and Juliet romance
Josie Heron, a social media influencer, arrives in the enchanting coastal town of Regal Bay, seeking solace in the picturesque coastline. When the tide washes her into the arms of Rafael King she’s interested only in a holiday romance, but fate has other plans for her.
Rafael King returns home as a newly minted marine lawyer devoted to preserving the bay's beauty. As Raf strives to shield the bay from the greed of Josie's profit-driven family, a forbidden love blooms, challenging the tides of fate.
As Raf and Josie's passion ignites amidst the crashing waves and forbidden love in a coastal Romeo and Juliet romance, will they risk it all for a secret love that defies fate's tide?
Josie Heron, a social media influencer, arrives in the enchanting coastal town of Regal Bay, seeking solace in the picturesque coastline. When the tide washes her into the arms of Rafael King she’s interested only in a holiday romance, but fate has other plans for her.
Rafael King returns home as a newly minted marine lawyer devoted to preserving the bay's beauty. As Raf strives to shield the bay from the greed of Josie's profit-driven family, a forbidden love blooms, challenging the tides of fate.
As Raf and Josie's passion ignites amidst the crashing waves and forbidden love in a coastal Romeo and Juliet romance, will they risk it all for a secret love that defies fate's tide?
Reviews
"Raf’s Tide of Destiny" is a quick, steamy read! 📖❤️ "I definitely could have read a longer version of this story!" - Lauren on Goodreads
Love a good Romeo and Juliet trope? "Things heat up really fast and get steamy from date one." - Mystic on Goodreads
"What can be better than a forbidden romance? Absolutely nothing." - Jacqueline on Goodreads
"It's a fast-paced romance with plenty of heat throughout. A very enjoyable read." - Alice on Goodreads
Need a quick, engaging read? "RAF and Josie had great chemistry, and I loved the warring family trope." - Kelsey on Goodreads
"Reading this short story was super refreshing between longer books. The story is intriguing and pulls you straight away." - Janna on Goodreads
"A great quick read which I loved. It was nice to see this different side to an author that I already love to read!" - Sonja on Goodreads
"A short and steamy whirlwind summer romance with some forbidden romance, insta love and family drama." - Kez on Goodreads
"It was romantic, steamy, fast-paced, and just gorgeous." - Nicola on Goodreads
"I really liked the two characters, Raf and Josie. Warring families is a trope I like." - Bianca on Goodreads
Love a good Romeo and Juliet trope? "Things heat up really fast and get steamy from date one." - Mystic on Goodreads
"What can be better than a forbidden romance? Absolutely nothing." - Jacqueline on Goodreads
"It's a fast-paced romance with plenty of heat throughout. A very enjoyable read." - Alice on Goodreads
Need a quick, engaging read? "RAF and Josie had great chemistry, and I loved the warring family trope." - Kelsey on Goodreads
"Reading this short story was super refreshing between longer books. The story is intriguing and pulls you straight away." - Janna on Goodreads
"A great quick read which I loved. It was nice to see this different side to an author that I already love to read!" - Sonja on Goodreads
"A short and steamy whirlwind summer romance with some forbidden romance, insta love and family drama." - Kez on Goodreads
"It was romantic, steamy, fast-paced, and just gorgeous." - Nicola on Goodreads
"I really liked the two characters, Raf and Josie. Warring families is a trope I like." - Bianca on Goodreads
Extract
Chapter 1
Josie looked at the cliff behind her, the craggy bluff glistening in the rising sun. The waves buffeted against the cliff behind her, leaving white foam behind, the roaring sea like an orchestra that thrummed through her.
She used her phone to check her aqua bikini, ensuring the ties were tight on the back and there was no nip slip, and carelessly adjusted the sheer white sarong around her hips. Her brown hair was tousled, her blue eyes hidden behind the oversized square, pink-lensed rhinestone-studded sunglasses.
She replayed the reel tutorial she was attempting to emulate, showing how to adjust the camera settings and set a timer to record a reel. She rehearsed the movements; she would stand with her back to the phone, then turn to the side and elongate her leg through the sheer cover-up. The caption was going to be ‘Greeting the sun.’ Her side silhouette should be perfectly positioned against the sun, the ocean roaring against the cliff on her right side. She could picture the framing of the reel and the resulting viral attention, and more importantly, she’d hit the sponsorship targets with the sunglasses and bikini brands she was wearing.
She did a quick sweep of the bay, ensuring there were no onlookers who would photo-bomb her beautiful reel, and took a deep breath. She was ready to go. The sleepy town of Regal Bay was beloved by social influencers who wanted to use its beautiful sea setting in their reels. Josie had woken up at 4 am and gotten ready before dawn, ensuring she was the first on the bluff she’d scoped out the day before. She saw a flickering of white on the horizon and looked closer to see a boat. A man wearing a white shirt and blue board shorts waved at her. She waved dismissively back and turned away. She wasn’t here for a summer romance. This was strictly a work trip.
She placed the phone against the rock down by her feet and hit the timer. As she stood staring at the sun, she turned to the side, and a giant wave roared over onto the cliff she was standing on, sweeping her in its path and out into the ocean. She screamed underwater, filling her mouth with sea water, and was churned through the water, quickly losing touch with gravity and what was up or down.
She tried kicking her feet toward what was the surface and hit a rock, grazing her hip and side. Her head bobbed up out of the water, and she inhaled deeply, trying to see through the hair and sea in her eyes. She reached her hands and gripped the cliff, trying to hold to its side. Her nails tore as another wave swept over her, taking her back into the water.
She couldn’t believe this. She was going to die as one of those cautionary tales, the social media influencer who died for a great shot. All that hard work, all the attempts to break the stereotype, and then to die a cliche. A Darwin award winner as someone whose death was cleaning the gene pool, as her stupidity wouldn’t be inherited. That was her last thought as she lost consciousness.
She came to slightly to find herself bobbing along the surface, strong arms holding her tight, a deep voice murmuring, ‘You’re okay.’ She looked around and realized he was swimming her to shore. She tried to help, but her arms and legs felt like jello.
When her feet touched the bottom, her rescuer swept her up in his arms, and she got a closeup of his face, dark eyebrows above bright green eyes, high cheekbones, and blonde-tipped light brown hair. He was beautiful.
Her rescuer lay her down on the beach and knelt next to her. She began coughing furiously, expelling the sea water in deep hacking coughs. He hit her back, helping the water come out.
She took a deep, shuddering breath and realized she was safe. She would not die after all. ‘Thank you,’ she panted.
‘You stupid, galah,’ the man snapped. ‘What were you thinking going on those cliffs? The tide is coming in.’
She snapped her head and glared at him. ‘I was thinking it would be a great shot.’
She realized he’d turned his head and was taking off his shirt. He handed it to her. ‘Here, put it on,’ he snapped.
‘I don’t need your stinking shirt,’ she went to slap it away and realized her breasts were untethered. Her cute sarong and bikini top were long gone, victims to the roaring sea, and she was only wearing her bikini briefs.
She gasped, grabbing the shirt back and holding it to her front.
‘Changed your mind, then?’ he said wryly, and she heard the smile in his voice.
Josie looked at the cliff behind her, the craggy bluff glistening in the rising sun. The waves buffeted against the cliff behind her, leaving white foam behind, the roaring sea like an orchestra that thrummed through her.
She used her phone to check her aqua bikini, ensuring the ties were tight on the back and there was no nip slip, and carelessly adjusted the sheer white sarong around her hips. Her brown hair was tousled, her blue eyes hidden behind the oversized square, pink-lensed rhinestone-studded sunglasses.
She replayed the reel tutorial she was attempting to emulate, showing how to adjust the camera settings and set a timer to record a reel. She rehearsed the movements; she would stand with her back to the phone, then turn to the side and elongate her leg through the sheer cover-up. The caption was going to be ‘Greeting the sun.’ Her side silhouette should be perfectly positioned against the sun, the ocean roaring against the cliff on her right side. She could picture the framing of the reel and the resulting viral attention, and more importantly, she’d hit the sponsorship targets with the sunglasses and bikini brands she was wearing.
She did a quick sweep of the bay, ensuring there were no onlookers who would photo-bomb her beautiful reel, and took a deep breath. She was ready to go. The sleepy town of Regal Bay was beloved by social influencers who wanted to use its beautiful sea setting in their reels. Josie had woken up at 4 am and gotten ready before dawn, ensuring she was the first on the bluff she’d scoped out the day before. She saw a flickering of white on the horizon and looked closer to see a boat. A man wearing a white shirt and blue board shorts waved at her. She waved dismissively back and turned away. She wasn’t here for a summer romance. This was strictly a work trip.
She placed the phone against the rock down by her feet and hit the timer. As she stood staring at the sun, she turned to the side, and a giant wave roared over onto the cliff she was standing on, sweeping her in its path and out into the ocean. She screamed underwater, filling her mouth with sea water, and was churned through the water, quickly losing touch with gravity and what was up or down.
She tried kicking her feet toward what was the surface and hit a rock, grazing her hip and side. Her head bobbed up out of the water, and she inhaled deeply, trying to see through the hair and sea in her eyes. She reached her hands and gripped the cliff, trying to hold to its side. Her nails tore as another wave swept over her, taking her back into the water.
She couldn’t believe this. She was going to die as one of those cautionary tales, the social media influencer who died for a great shot. All that hard work, all the attempts to break the stereotype, and then to die a cliche. A Darwin award winner as someone whose death was cleaning the gene pool, as her stupidity wouldn’t be inherited. That was her last thought as she lost consciousness.
She came to slightly to find herself bobbing along the surface, strong arms holding her tight, a deep voice murmuring, ‘You’re okay.’ She looked around and realized he was swimming her to shore. She tried to help, but her arms and legs felt like jello.
When her feet touched the bottom, her rescuer swept her up in his arms, and she got a closeup of his face, dark eyebrows above bright green eyes, high cheekbones, and blonde-tipped light brown hair. He was beautiful.
Her rescuer lay her down on the beach and knelt next to her. She began coughing furiously, expelling the sea water in deep hacking coughs. He hit her back, helping the water come out.
She took a deep, shuddering breath and realized she was safe. She would not die after all. ‘Thank you,’ she panted.
‘You stupid, galah,’ the man snapped. ‘What were you thinking going on those cliffs? The tide is coming in.’
She snapped her head and glared at him. ‘I was thinking it would be a great shot.’
She realized he’d turned his head and was taking off his shirt. He handed it to her. ‘Here, put it on,’ he snapped.
‘I don’t need your stinking shirt,’ she went to slap it away and realized her breasts were untethered. Her cute sarong and bikini top were long gone, victims to the roaring sea, and she was only wearing her bikini briefs.
She gasped, grabbing the shirt back and holding it to her front.
‘Changed your mind, then?’ he said wryly, and she heard the smile in his voice.