{"product_id":"devilship2","title":"Dark Soul: Devil Ship Series Book 2","description":"\u003ch2 data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\" class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003eTrue love never dies…\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe island of Sainte Isabel seems like a tropical paradise. But Sara Hansen sees a different side to her beautiful home. A sinister legacy of bloodshed and death haunts the crystal blue shores. And her husband is still missing… swept away by the spectral vessel known as the Devil Ship.\u003cbr data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cbr data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eStruggling to keep her dive resort in business, Sara has no time to mourn her loss. But as she tries to put the past behind her, she finds herself plagued by terrible nightmares. Visions of drowned sailors and rotting corpses haunt her waking hours. 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She drew the curtains, kicked off her slippers, and lay on top of the covers. The sound of gulls, waves, and the occasional shout of a vacationer mingled with the air conditioning to distract her. She could switch off the air conditioning, but the room would become stuffy, and she’d have to open the window, which would mean more noise from the beach…\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eSighing, she turned over and stared at the thing on the table by her bed. The heart of Catherine Le Foix had lain, unsuspected, under Castlereagh for centuries. Had it somehow created the legend of the White Lady? Inspired the grotesque story about the child consumed by wild hogs? Sara shivered in disgust but could not stop thinking about the grotesque object.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eI should destroy it, she thought. That would kill the spell, right? That’s why I brought it back. So long as it’s on the island, intact, then it lures him in, sets the course of the Devil Ship. Like a guiding star.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eIt seemed logical. But Sara had seen enough of the occult by now to wonder if logic could trump belief, ritual, and above all symbolism. The heart of Lemaitre’s dead lover anchored him to the island, sure. Destroying it somehow would remove that tie—or would it? She closed her eyes, tried to stop thinking in circles. But with sleep no closer, despite her tiredness, she had to act.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eSara got up and dressed properly, pulling on jeans, a freshly laundered shirt, comfortable sneakers. Then she gingerly picked up the package, surprised at its lightness, the sheer normalcy of the thing. She carried it into the kitchen and pondered the waste disposal, ruled it out. There was a good chance the heart would disintegrate, but maybe it would simply clog the mechanism.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eImagine explaining to a repairman from Port Louis how you’d jammed it up…\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003e“I could throw it in the sea,” she said to herself quietly.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eBut then Sara thought of how she would go about throwing the foul relic into the Caribbean. She could not be seen to hurl any kind of garbage into the cove. She could walk a half-mile or so up the coast, along the road toward Castlereagh. It seemed like a plan. But then came doubt. She thought of the rival rituals of light and darkness, Father Bertrand’s barrier and the lure created by Mama Bondurant’s distant ancestor. The sea might be the worst possible place to put the damned thing.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eSara looked down at the crudely wrapped parcel. She so wanted to look at it, just to see the object that had kept the Devil Ship returning, month after month, for over three hundred years. Of course, it wasn’t the heart that had the power, she told herself. A long-preserved human organ is just a piece of meat. But in the world of magic, symbols wield power, and is there a more potent symbol of love?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eShe shuddered. Then she put the heart on the countertop and unwrapped it. It was a black lump, and at first, Sara assumed that its dark color was only down to the passage of years. Then she thought about how the boucaniers would have tried to preserve the heart, way back in the 17th century. The very name of their tribe gave the answer.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eThis was smoked meat.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eSara gagged, leaned over the sink, but did not throw up her breakfast. After the initial revulsion came another feeling, something like serenity. She looked at the heart again and reached out a tentative hand. When her fingers touched the desiccated tissue, she flinched but only for a split-second. Then she clutched the long-dead organ and lifted it close to her face, sniffed it. It smelled like old leather, with a hint of bacon.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eWhat am I doing?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"line-height: 1.38; text-indent: 22pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;\" dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: 'Twentieth Century',sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;\"\u003eA small voice protested but was quickly subdued. A sudden, overwhelming clarity possessed her. She laughed and held the heart to her cheek. She could almost feel it pulsing with new life. Sara put the organ back into its wrapping and, with a new clarity of purpose, got out a skillet, and turned up a ring on the electric hob. 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