Blake Hawke, first born of the four Hawke brothers, has the ability to control water.
Keeping the family secret is a big deal. A deal Blake all but throws out the window when he finds Brooke sitting alone on the beach. Before he knows it he’s showing her everything he can do – until he gets the call that his baby sister is trapped between an impossible fire and a cliff.
Brooke has barely come to terms with the fact that she’s got the hots for a real-life Aquaman when news breaks that they have serious enemies. Now she’s got a guy to win, a secret to keep, and weather-controlling enemies to look out for. The last thing she needs is to add some creepy stalker to the list.
Can Blake protect his family and the woman he’s falling in love with from an enemy he never knew he had?
1. Thanks so much for agreeing to this interview. Firstly, could you introduce yourself?
No problem, thanks for having me. My name is Blake Hawke. I work as a part-time lifeguard, have three identical brothers as well as a younger sister and let’s just say life’s gotten pretty interesting recently.
2. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? Does Atlantis count as a place?
Being a water elemental, I could go along with that. Otherwise I’m pretty happy living in a coastal town in Northern California.
3. What would you consider to be your greatest strength?
You’d probably expect me to say ‘my control over water’ here, but that’s probably second. I consider myself rational, calm in hard situations. I think having a level head is important, especially with the enemies I apparently have.
4. What is your biggest regret?
That’s a good question. I’m inclined to say letting Jacob get away, but maybe more specifically it’s not finding more answers. Until recently we had no idea other elementals even existed and I wish there was a way I could have further pursued learning about them, in order to protect the people I love. Fortunately I can continue to work on that, at least.
5. Describe your perfect day.
Well firstly it involves absolutely zero enemy elementals. I don’t want any lightning falling on my day. Aside from that, I’d say it’s spent with Brooke. We’d wake up and have a nice breakfast together, maybe spend some of the afternoon with my family, at the beach preferably. But really, any peaceful day with Brooke at my side is pretty damn good.
Now for some silly questions!
6. Have you ever swum naked?
I’m a water elemental, of course I have. Fortunately I’ve learned not to do that at the public beaches.
7. What is your most embarrassing memory?
Ah … I’d say when I was younger, eight or nine. I hadn’t mastered transforming into, and coming out of, my natural element. The family was down at the beach and I’d been splashing around in the water with Nate, one of my brothers, and decided to try transforming. I managed it okay until I heard someone call my name. I was startled and I washed up on shore completely naked, for all our neighbors to see. Fortunately they just thought I’d lost my trunks in the tide.
8. Fine dining or a picnic?
Fine dining has its place for sure, but I prefer picnics. They’re peaceful and romantic when lightning isn’t falling out of the sky to ruin them.
9. What makes you angry?
Someone threating Brooke or my family. Brooke’s been dragged into the feud, if we can even call it that, because of me but I won’t let them hurt her. My brothers and I will protect our sister and parents together, too.
10. If you could choose a magic power, what would it be?
This is kind of a funny question. I mean I practically have a magic power already, being a water elemental. If I could have one additional power … I’ve never considered that, honestly. Maybe tracking other elementals, just to make finding our enemies easier.
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“What kind of secret are we talking about, exactly?”
He held her gaze as he replied, “An ancient one.”
Now thoroughly intrigued, Brooke slowly nodded. “All right … on one condition. I don’t want anyone hunting me down for knowing about it.”
Blake’s lips twitched and he shook his head. “Don’t worry. It’s not life-threatening.”
“That’s good.” Brooke reached over to run her fingers along the collar of his shirt and tease his skin. “Because I’m ridiculously curious now.”
“The best way to explain it,” Blake began, pulling away and pushing to his feet, “is for me to show you. So watch closely.” He offered her a quick smirk before he took two steps backwards, away from her, and held out one hand towards the ocean. The wave, which had been rolling in at its steady, calm pace suddenly stilled, holding the line several feet lower than usual. Then, abruptly, the water reversed, rushing back into itself.
Brooke was confused as her eyes flicked between her companion and the strangely behaving sea. Was it possible for the ocean to be behaving like that? It must be, her brain told her, because otherwise I have to believe it’s possible for Blake to be doing that.
As if sensing her disbelief, Blake curved his hand slowly so that his palm was angled towards her, and then swept his arm in almost casually.
The flow of the tide seemed to return to normal, but as the water came up, a stream separated itself and continued moving forward even as the rest of the water receded. This stream lifted off the ground as it broke free and glided with an unnatural grace through the air until it had curved completely around Brooke’s seated form. It swirled around her, separating completely from the ocean and spiraling up.
Brooke was wide-eyed, and barely breathing, as she watched the seawater move around her. It was like magic, and she had no idea how to react. The water curved around her one final time before continuing on, this time flying toward Blake. She watched as he held out one hand, palm up, and the water gathered there, forming a type of puddle and hovering above his hand.
With a flick of his wrist, the water snapped quickly back to the ocean before collapsing, as if the spell that had possessed it had suddenly broken.
“Wh-what … was that?” Brooke asked shakily as she drew in a ragged breath. That was impossible, that’s what that was.
Blake stayed put, letting his arm fall to his side, and met her gaze solidly. “That was my power. I have the ability, if you will, to control water. It’s as natural to me as breathing.”
He said it with such a straight face, and such a serious, calm voice, that Brooke found herself inclined to believe him. Except that it was impossible. She just didn’t know how else to explain what she’d just witnessed. And that was a lot to take in. Did she—could she—really believe what he’d just shown her?
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Rose Wulf is a giant romance fangirl. Hot, protective, sometimes ever downright barbaric heroes and spitfire heroines are her favorites. Rose has been writing for as long as she can remember, and over the years she's only grown fonder of it. The bonds between characters have always captivated her, and as an author those are Rose;s favorite things to play with - not always to the relief of her fictional babies!
Behind the scenes Rose is a quiet personality. She enjoys spending her non-writing time wither her four year-old German Shepheres, Shadow, her mom, and her friends. Be it a fun games of Cards against Humantiy or a relaxing movie night, Rose believes everthing is better with company. As for her own romance, she's still searching for her hero (And hoping that, when she does find him, he'll be willing to cook!)