Hi everyone!

It’s been killing me not to share this gorgeous new cover with you! July 23rd Magnolia Mystic will be out in the world, but you can PREORDER it now! Book 2, Pirate’s Passion, should be up for preorder soon too so if you already read Magnolia Mystic during it’s first release, you won’t have to wait long for Keegan’s book! It’ll be out in October!

Can’t wait for you to meet the entire Immortal Pirate Crew!

BLURB – He finally found a reason to live, just in time to die.

Skye Olson is a psychic like her mother, and her grandmother before her, but a bad break up with the man she thought was her soulmate has left her confidence in her abilities shaken. While she’s in crisis, a real estate tycoon from Atlanta swoops in with his eyes on her shop.

Colton Hayes spent his mortal life plundering royal ships with his pirate crew, but one holy relic changed everything. Now he and the rest of the crew protect the port of Savannah from their captain who traded his cutlass for a fountain pen.

When Colton discovers the captain wants to build a hotel in the heart of historic Savannah, he sets out to stop him, but nothing could prepare him for the sexy smile and violet eyes of the Magnolia Mystic.

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Two words: Immortal Pirates. It doesn’t get better than that! Sexy, spicy, and so much fun–I can’t wait for the next one! – Alyssa Day, NY Times bestselling author

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Teaser:

By the time they left Bob’s, the streets were empty. Colton hadn’t lost track of time like that in…more years than he cared to think about.

He stopped in front of her shop and took her hand. “Thank you for the unexpected evening.” He brushed a kiss to her knuckles. “I hope it won’t be our last.”

Skye grinned, her cheeks still flushed with the Drunken Pirate drinks Bob kept pushing on them. “I thought you only had eyes for your ship.”

God, she was beautiful. “Until I met you.”

“So you do know how to be charming.” She took a step closer, looking up at him. “Maybe you could give me a proper tour sometime.”

Oh, he wanted to give her so much more than a tour. He brought his hand up to caress her cheek. “Anytime.”

“How about now?”

His heart thumped in his chest, and alcohol warmed his gut. Given the choice between sitting alone worrying about Eli and whether or not the curse was ending, or spending more time with her…ah hell that wasn’t even a choice. “Why not?”

He took her hand again, enjoying the spark of fire that lit through his bloodstream and led her through the fog toward River Street.

Seeing the usually bustling area empty was equally beautiful and haunting. It brought back memories of earlier days. Centuries before cell phones and email. Back when his crew would drop anchor in the cloak of night and shanghai new crew members out of the pubs.

Lifetimes ago.

He walked her across the gangplank and hopped down onto the deck. Turning back, he reached up to clasp her waist.

Her eyes widened. “Wasn’t there a step before?”

“Aye.” He nodded. “It’s for tourists.”

She still didn’t move. “So I’m not a tourist anymore?”

“No.” He shook his head and lowered her to the deck. Staring down into her eyes, his hands slid up her sides. “You’re my guest.”

She tipped her chin up toward him. He couldn’t resist the invitation, bending to kiss her lips. He hummed into her mouth as she opened, welcoming his exploration. She tasted like rum, root beer, and something wild he couldn’t place, but it didn’t matter. He wanted more.

Craved it.

Her hands moved up his chest, as he clenched a handful of her silky hair in his fist. He held her tighter. God, she was made for his arms. His heart pounded in his ears reminding him…he was alive. Until he bumped into her on the stern of the ship, only the swells of the open sea gave him a rush of passion.

His erection throbbed between them, and regretfully, she broke the kiss, stepping out of his embrace.

She reached up to touch her lips. “What the hell was that?”  

“A damned fine kiss.” His chest rose and fell as he struggled to catch his breath.

She nodded, dropping her hand. Studying his face, her voice softened. “I don’t know what Bob put in those Drunken Pirates tonight, but wow. I’m impressed.”

He chuckled. “That kiss had nothing to do with the drinks.”

Her grin lit up the night. “Pretty confident for a pirate.”

“Aye.” He allowed his true accent to color his voice. “Haven’t ye heard? We excel at confidence, lass.”

“Damn.” She came closer, laying her hand over his heart. “You do make a sexy pirate.”

Except it wasn’t an act. She’d never believe him anyway, and he wasn’t ready for the night to end, so he kept the truth where it belonged. Buried.

Available July 23rd!

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