Silent Melody

By C.A. Tibbitts

Can Echo and Gabriel ride out the storms of life and overcome the obstacles to their happily ever after?

Echo has been living a life of solitude, forever trapped on her own small island outside of Greece. She has dreamed of a tall, dark, handsome stranger for half a century, but he has yet to rescue her from this endless monotony. Tired of her life and the countless deaths she’s caused, but too scared to end her own life, she refuses to sing her siren’s song…until a great storm terrifies her enough to release her melody.

While riding out a great storm in his sailboat and dreaming of the beautiful blonde goddess, Gabriel’s ship is destroyed. When he washes ashore a small island he’s surprised to find his dream goddess is there.

• Language: English
• Publisher: C.A. Tibbitts
• Release date: Mar 26, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386305415

Book preview

CHAPTER ONE

Echo stared at the crystal blue water as it lapped up on the rocky shoreline. She wrapped her arms around her bent legs, lacing her fingers together as her chin rested on her knees. Her brilliant white, curly hair hung in ringlets that brushed against the large rock she perched upon.

It was a lonely existence, and she was so tired of it all. The only thing she loved to do—sing—was the very thing she couldn’t do. Well, that wasn’t true. She could do it, if she wanted the shores of her home littered with ship wreckage...again.

Oh yes, the stories were true. Sirens, such as she, could sing the most awful, unattractive words, and men would still steer their ships straight at the rocky coast and usually drowned before they made it to shore.

There were only a few strong men that had ever traversed the rocky cliffs in order to sit with her, but they had gone mad upon hearing her voice so close. One had bashed his head upon a rock until he died, another leapt back into the sea to his death, and the last had run straight into the small bonfire and burned alive.

Still, the only man she was interested in—the dark-haired, tanned, rippling-muscled hunk who visited her dreams every night—had never come. If he existed, she knew he’d be like all the others, though, and he’d never be able to rescue her from her monotonous days and nights. Besides, she had waited on him to come to her for decades, so he was, at the least, directionally challenged. Whether it made sense or not, she was angry with him for leaving her alone for so long.

However, she would not be responsible for another man’s death. Though she did not have the courage to end it all herself, she vowed to remain songless for the rest of her life. If the gods had any mercy, her life would end soon.

GABE STARED AT THE chart before looking away, rubbing his tired eyes. It’d been forever since he’d guided his sailboat by map. Who really needed to do that in the times of GPS? His boat was small to traverse the Atlantic, but he’d outfitted it with the latest in technology and had no trouble getting to Europe.

Has to be the storm, he thought. The sailboat was pitching from side to side in the strong waves. It was pitch black around the vessel since storm clouds blotted out the moon.

He decided his best course of action would be to turn the bow into the waves, drop anchor, and ride it out while trying to get just a little shuteye. Things would look different in the morning once the storm passed, and he hoped his