Tsunami Crimes (paperback) by Chrys Fey

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    Beth and Donovan have come a long way from Hurricane Sabrina and the San Francisco earthquake. Now they are approaching their wedding day and anxiously waiting to promise each other a lifetime of love. The journey down the aisle isn’t smooth, though, as they receive threats from the followers of the notorious criminal, Jackson Storm. They think they’ll be safe in Hawaii, but distance can’t stop these killers. Not even a tsunami can.
    This monstrous wave is the most devastating disaster Beth has ever faced. It leaves her beaten, frightened. Is she a widow on her honeymoon? As she struggles to hold herself together and find Donovan, she’s kidnapped by Jackson's men.
    Fearing her dead, Donovan searches the rubble and shelters with no luck. The thought of her being swept out to sea is almost too much for him to bear, but the reality is much worse. She’s being used as bait to get him to fall into a deadly trap. If they live through this disaster, they may never be the same again.

    Rating: Spicy
    Page Count: 272
    Word Count: 67825
    978-1-5092-1237-8 Paperback
    978-1-5092-1238-5 Digital


    “I think the coast is clear,” Donovan said. He stepped out of the alley first, looked both ways, and then waved Beth forward.

    She joined him on the sidewalk. Her legs wobbled. “I can’t believe those assholes are trying to kill us on our honeymoon.”

    “It’s okay, baby.” He stroked her hair.

    She shook her head. “No, it’s not, Donovan. It’s not going to be okay. They’ll follow us everywhere we go. They won’t stop.”

    “We’ve seen at least one of them. We can ID him and help Thorn catch him. Finding him could lead us to the rest. It will be okay.”

    She nodded again. It’s true she had enjoyed, to some extent, the undercover work she did for Thorn, but she didn’t want to relive what happened when they helped to take down David Buckland and Jackson Storm.

    As she considered this, a flock of birds flew overhead. She looked up to see not one flock but several different species—ducks, geese, tropical birds—flying away from the coast as fast as their wings could carry them. While looking at the birds, a roaring sound grew louder. The rumble was so powerful the windows in the shops shook. At first, she thought it was the wind, but the more aggressive it became, she realized it sounded wet.

    “What’s that noise?” She frowned at Donovan in confusion. “It sounds like…the surf.”

    A blast of wind slammed into Beth’s back, knocking her forward. Mist swooped around her. The smell of salt tingled her nostrils. She turned to see a wall of water surging toward them. Cars were whisked away as if they were toys, and palm trees were flattened. People were screaming and running past them, but Beth was paralyzed with fright. The wave reached far above the buildings it engulfed. It was massive. Incredible. Terrifying.


    The word blazed through Beth’s mind. Even though she knew what it was, it was too impossible to believe. A tsunami couldn’t strike on her honeymoon. A tsunami couldn’t wash her away. The thought was crazy, something that could happen in dreams or fiction. Too impossible for real life, and yet, it was happening.

    Donovan pulled Beth to him.

    She grasped his arms. Fear of the wave, of not telling him she loved him, and not having a life with him beyond their wedding rippled through her, tearing her insides to shreds with long, curved talons. Water washed over her feet and flowed up her shins. She sucked in a breath a millisecond before the wave plowed into her, tossing her backward, knocking her down, and yanking her from Donovan’s hold. Her body slid along the black pavement. The feel of her skin peeling away made her grit her teeth. Then the water lifted her and sent her rolling. She fought against the sheer power of it as she would fight off an attacker, but this wave was fiercer than any opponent she had ever faced.

    Terror had her failing her arms, kicking her legs, using up more of her oxygen. The water twisted her around and around until she couldn’t tell which way was up. Debris pelted her body—parts of trees, chunks of buildings, random objects from the street. She couldn’t see anything in the murky, churning water, but she could feel it. Her arm got stuck in something with metal strings that cut into her skin. She tried to wrench her arm free. Her other hand grasped a tube of rubber, and she realized it was a bicycle tire. Panic rose high in her. The wires scrapped against her skin. The second she pried it off, she slammed into a vehicle and rolled over the hood.

    Branches smacked her. Glass cut her.

    Desperate for air, she forced herself to go lax. When bubbles danced along her body and floated upward, she worked her arms and legs until she broke the surface.

    Air filled her lungs a precious second before she was dragged back down. Water flowed into her mouth and down her throat. She pushed herself to the top and coughed up water. Each time she made it to the surface, she gasped for breath only to be shoved under again. She paddled hard. When water pooled off her face, she blinked it from her eyes. A log floated in front of her. Holding onto it, she was able to see everything.


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