Time Enough to Love by Jenna Jaxon

I’m very pleased to be interviewing one of my favorite authors, Jenna Jaxon.  I read the first book in her Time Enough to Love trilogy and was hooked. I think you’ll be, too.betrothal

Welcome, Jenna. Thank you so much for visiting with me today. To start, tell us about your writing journey, how long have you been published, how many books and in what genres.

I have been writing for almost six years now.  I was fortunate enough to be published early on (in a small way) after only two years of writing with a short historical romance. Then I had the opportunity to publish two erotic contemporaries and finally my first full length romance novel, Only Scandal Will Do.  At the moment I have a total of eight (8) book published.  Three are contemporary romances and four are historical romances.  The eighth one is a compilation of short Christmas stories, both contemporary and historical.

And what do you like best about being an author?

The thing I like the best about being an author is being able to create something that transports people from their normal lives into another place and time.  I do this in the theatre when I direct, but with a very limited number of people.  As an author I have the potential to reach thousands of people with my books.  That is truly exciting

And I have to say you are very good at it. Are there any similarities between you and any of your characters? Or are there any characters you particularly relate to? 

onlyscandalbnThere are a couple of my heroines who have characteristics very similar to me.  Katarina, in Only Scandal Will Do, is actually sort of my alter ego.  As I wrote her, I began  to live vicariously through her, because she did all the things I would never have had the guts to do, such as fighting back against her attacker in every way possible.  I also wrote her as an excellent swordswoman because while I did fence for about a year a very long time ago, I was never very good.  So I endowed Kat with the ability to think on her feet and plan strategy effortlessly—something I could never do with a sword in my hand.

And Lady Alyse de Coursey, in Time Enough to Love, like me, does not like to be in the limelight and have herself be made a spectacle of.  I hate standing up before crowds—not a good thing when one teaches class every day.

That’s very true. As a teacher you are always on! Since you are a teacher how much time are you able to spend on your writing every week?  And what else, if anything, do you find time to do?

My writing time is tied intimately to the season.  During summer, when school is out, I write constantly or at least write and promote constantly. When school starts I have to fit the writing in when I can.  I either stay up late to write or get up early to write.  When I’m not writing, I’m usually in the theatre, where my favorite form of exercise is stage combat.  I was a fencer during my senior year in high school and I still love it when I direct a show that has swordplay in it.  I directed Romeo and Juliet last spring and had four glorious fights choreographed for me.  Love it!jennafoil

And is there anything you’d like to share with the readers, something you’d like them to know

I hope my readers will not be shy, but write comments and ask questions, both here today and on my blog.  I love answering comments and there’s usually no question or comment that I won’t address.  I’m particularly keen to know which time period my readers prefer for me to write in, as I’m coming to a crossroads in a very short time.  My next project can be either medieval, Georgian, or Regency—which do you think I should start next?

Hmm, very good question. Thank you so much for being here. I’ve enjoyed our little talk.

Now a little about her latest paperback which is a medieval, Time Enough to Love.

Jenna

TIME ENOUGH TO LOVE

Lady Alyse de Courcy is in love with Lord Braeton, a nobleman in King Edward III’s court and a reputed connoisseur of women. Fate, however, has decreed her betrothal to his best friend, Sir Geoffrey Longford—a handsome and imposing knight, yet hardly the man she wants to wed. But when Sir Geoffrey puts his mind to wooing Alyse, she finds herself succumbing to his seductive ways.

After a night of passion with Geoffrey, Alyse is eagerly looking forward to her wedding. But when Geoffrey is forced to marry another, a heartbroken and possibly pregnant Alyse finds herself in her own private hell. She must either gamble with her reputation or marry someone she does not love.  As Geoffrey’s best friend, Thomas has sworn to serve and protect Alyse, an oath now sorely tested when he agrees to marry her—in name only—to guard her reputation. Yet, as they grow closer, they discover a passion between them they cannot deny.

All three set out in the princess’s entourage and upon their arrival in France, Alyse’s love and desire for Geoffrey reemerges as strong as when they first met. Tormented by this revelation, Alyse is bitterly torn between the love of her life and her love for her husband.

Into this agonizing situation, the disaster of the Black Death rears its head, decimating the princess’s retinue and threatening all their lives.  Alyse, Thomas and Geoffrey must try to save the princess from the ravening disease but at a dire cost to themselves.  With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both of the men she loves.  But which love will survive?

When Lady Alyse de Courcy is betrothed to Sir Geoffrey Longford, sight unseen, she has no choice but to make the best of a bad bargain.  The hulking knight is far from her ideal man, and although he does possess some wit and charm, they are no match for the sinfully sensual man she secretly admires, Thomas, Earl of Braeton.  Who happens to be Sir Geoffrey’s best friend.  But at the court of King Edward III, secrets have an unfortunate habit of revealing themselves.

Sir Geoffrey, one of the king’s strongest and most skillful knights, finds himself smitten by Lady Alyse from the first, and vows to win her love, despite her infatuation for his friend. So when Geoffrey puts his mind to wooing Alyse, she begins to succumb to his seductive ways.  There is, however, always the shadow of her regard for Thomas.

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#FallingIntoLove Author Anita Philmar

Today I have Anita Philmar with her second book in the Naked Bluff Texas Series entitled In Too Deep.

Anite PhilmarBlurb: On the banks of the Trinity River, Sadie Pepperman is looking for a chance to escape the demands of her in-laws. With her husband’s dead, they want her to marry her brother-in-law so they can take control of her farm.

Suddenly, the peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the river. Rushing to save her, Sadie meets a handsome stranger that ignites her dormant lust. She sees her friend rescued by a steamship and backs away from Logan Jansen, only to turn her ankle.

The agonizing pain leaves Sadie with the inability to walk. Needing help, she offers Logan a place to stay if he’ll help with the chores on her farm. With his agreement, Sadie adds another problem to her list. Now, not only does she have to worry about how to bring her crops in from the field and run her farm alone but she also has to fight her attraction to Logan.

Can Sadie end her in-laws’ interference in her life, run her farm alone, and give love another chance?

Excerpt: A smile bloomed on Logan’s face, almost arrogance, yet strangely appealing too. “How long has your husband been dead?”

“A little over a year, but he’s been gone almost two.” Sadie bit her lip and shifted her weight. A throbbing pain pierced through her foot. She cringed.

Logan tightened his grip and eased her to one side to stare at her feet. “Sugar, I think you may have done some serious damage to your ankle.”

“No, I have too much to do. I can’t be laid up with a sore foot.” Sadie recalled the last time she’d injured herself. She’d had to call on Richard’s family for help. The incident had driven home the need to distance herself from them if she wanted to keep the property her husband had left her.

Logan kept one arm around her waist and bent to examine her ankle. Warm fingers brushed her skin briefly before he rose beside her. “Sorry, but its already swelling.”

“Oh, horse feathers,” she muttered, furious with how nothing seemed to be going her way today. First the overbearing heat, then Carolyn badgering to cut loose and later getting caught in the river current, followed by Sadie hurting her foot and the onset of unwanted desire for a stranger.

“Sugar, horses don’t fly.” A teasing note bled through his tone before he scooped her up into his arms. “Luckily, I can carry you to the wagon.”

 

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#mondaymedieval Viking Fire

Welcome again to the Medieval Monday Author Exchange. Isn’t this fun? All these different authors with excerpts in one place. I bet your TBR list is growing just as mine is. Up today is Viking Fire by Andrea Cooper. It takes place in Ireland in 856! Neat. Enjoy!

 

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BLURB: In 856 CE, Ireland is a land of myth, magic, and blood. Viking raiders have fought the Irish for over half a century. Rival Irish clans promise only betrayal and carnage.

Kaireen, daughter of Laird Liannon, is suddenly forced into an arranged marriage with her sworn enemy, a Viking. She refuses to submit. With no mention of love, only land and the protection of her clan, she endeavors to get her betrothed banished from her country. Will love find its way around her stubborn heart?

Bram, the Viking, finds himself without future or inheritance as a younger son in his family. A marriage to the Laird’s daughter would grant him land if he swears fidelity and if his men will fight along with the Liannons against any foe—Irish or Viking. However, the Laird’s feisty daughter only holds animosity for him and his kind. Is marriage worth the battle scars of such a relentless opponent?

With the blame for a rival laird’s death treacherously set against the Liannons, Kaireen and Bram must find a way to lay aside their differences as an unforeseen darkness sends death snapping at their heels.

Excerpt: 

“I renounce Father for this.” Kaireen threw the elderberry gown.

“Shame on you and your children for speaking such.” Her handmaid, Elva, gathered the damask and then dusted off the rushes. “It’s a wonder one of the clim has not scolded you from your hearth for such talk.”

“No, curse Father for a fool.” She plopped on her bed and a goose feather floated away. With a huff, she leaned against the oak headboard. Red curtains puffed like a robin’s chest around oak poles supporting her wooden canopy.

Her bare feet brushed against the stone floor.

“You know your da arranged a marriage within a season.” Elva smirked.

Kaireen shook her head. “To another land holder,” and waved a hand in disgust, “not t-this heathen. Twice they raided our land in the last month alone. Now father wants me as wife to one of them?” She clenched her fists. “No, I will not marry this Viking.”

Elva smiled, reminding Kaireen of the rumors of her handmaid’s uncanny foresight.

Whispers of Elva making strange things happen and often blamed as the cause of

Kaireen’s stubborn refusal to behave as a laird’s daughter should.

“You’ve not seen him yet.” Elva wiggled her brows.

“So?” Kaireen shrugged. “I would like to never see him.”

“Well then, would you not like to know if you have a handsome husband or not?” She waited for her response, but Kaireen scowled. Elva chuckled. “I would rather get a good look at him now than the morning after.”

Kaireen’s ears heated. “I am not marrying.” She shook her head for emphasis. “So there will be no morning, nor night, nor wedding.”

“If he is handsome, I may fight you for him.” Elva smiled, deepening the wrinkles around her eyes.

“Welcome to him either way.” Kaireen laughed.
Viking Fire Book Trailer:

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Coming up next week, we have Jill Hughey! See you then.

Ashley

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#FallingIntoLove Author Ally Shields

My guest today is urban fantasy writer Ally Shields with an excerpt from her new book Cross Keys and as a special treat, she has a trailer for you to check out on YouTube but first her blurb:

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Conspiracy, murder, and magic…and the death of all they hold dear.

When the first wanderer—a common elf who isn’t authorized to use the portal—is spotted on the streets of New Orleans, the king assigns Kameo Ryndel to assist in the elf’s capture. But before she can intervene, humans with guns shoot the wanderer and steal his body. When Seth Lormarc, an Elite elf from a rival guild, appears at the scene, Kam suspects he is involved.

Seth Lormarc is in New Orleans to find out who was behind the portal breach, and his best lead is the intriguing Kam Ryndel. When he stakes out her apartment and finds her sneaking out in the middle of the night, dressed in black and leaping to the top of the nearest building, he knows there’s something unique about the beautiful elf. That kind of feat requires magic. Ancient magic.

As their paths cross during their investigations, they develop an irresistible attraction, although there’s little time for romance. The portal breach is tied to an illegal smuggling operation that has come to the attention of the human CIA. But the stakes are raised when Kam and Seth discover a band of conspirators and a rebellion deep in Elvenrude that promises nothing except destruction of their world.

Excerpt:

Kam and Caleb shared two dances—their feet barely skimming the floor as they swirled to the ethereal music of harps and flutes—then followed etiquette by mingling and dancing with others. This was strictly an Elite ball, attended only by the dark-haired members of the houses descended from the ancient elven warriors, often referred to and sometimes vilified in human lore as dark elves. If any of those old stories were true, it was hundreds if not thousands of years ago. Their descendants had evolved into a fair-minded upper class that still maintained the warrior’s energy. Tonight, however, none of their ancestry showed, as the women swayed decorously in their floor-length gowns, the men rather stiff in their unaccustomed fancy coats.

During a break in the music, Kam tracked down her sister. “Did Aaron McClanahan ask you to dance?” She kept her voice low.

Esty blushed and dropped her eyes. “He did. Oh, Kammy, he is so wonderful.”

“Wonderful? Oh, girl, you have it bad.” Kam cut off a laugh. Her sister’s hormones were at it again. At twenty-two, Esty’s body was still developing. She’d been in love three times in the past year.

As if to prove her point, her sister suddenly pulled on her sleeve. “Speaking of wonderful, Seth Lormarc just arrived. What a waste to give all that sexiness to someone I can’t have.”

“Hush,” Kam warned. “Mother would be appalled to hear you talk like that.”

“Well, don’t you think he’s sexy?” Esty wasn’t the least bit cowed by threats of her mother’s censure. “He’s more your age too.” Esty’s eyes danced. She loved to tease Kam about the five years difference in their ages.

“Stop that.” Kam’s grin belied the reprimand. “I would never think about a Lormarc in that way.” But in fairness, she turned to take a look at him. The man in question looked like he was approaching thirty and kept himself in shape. He was deep in conversation with his grandfather Harad, the head of the Lormarc family, and with his great uncle Jermon. All she could see of his face was his profile, strong, sculptured features that said don’t mess with me.

She arched a brow. Bad tempered, no doubt, and probably arrogant too. His black hair lay tousled in a casual style; his body muscled and taut, as if containing an energy resistant to control. He might be considered attractive, she conceded. If you liked the type.

She scanned the room until she found Caleb, charming, polished, each lock of hair carefully combed in place. Compared to him, Seth Lormarc seemed wild, untamed. Maybe a little uncouth.

Esty’s voice brought her back to the conversation.

“Well, I think he’s cute. Ooh, and there is his equally hunky cousin Rhyden.” Esty stifled a giggle. “I’d take either one of them. Who cares about some old family feud.”

Available at AMAZON 

About the Author:

Ally Shields was born and raised in the Midwest, along the Mississippi River, and considers herself a “river rat.” The setting and folklore of the river regions are often incorporated into her urban fantasy books. After  a career in law and juvenile justice, she turned to full-time writing in 2009, and Awakening the Fire, the debut novel in her Guardian Witch series, was released by Etopia Press in September 2012. There are now six published books in that series. Cross Keys is the first novel with all new characters.

When not writing, reading or spending time with family, she loves to travel in the US and abroad. Way too often she can be found on Twitter.

Website:  http://allyshields.com

Blog:     http://allyshields.com/blog.html

Twitter:  http://twitter.com/ShieldsAlly

Facebook: http://facebook.com/AllyShieldsAuthor

Goodreads:  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6527209.Ally_Shields

Amazon Author Page:  http://www.amazon.com/Ally-Shields/e/B009AKNDZU

 

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#medievalmonday Time Enough To Love

Welcome back to the Medieval Monday Author Exchange. Today I have one of my very favorite books Time Enough to Love by the amazing Jenna Jaxon – she writes in so many genres! This book was originally released as three individual e-books so that’s the way they’re posted here. Enjoy!

They are betrothed by law but can he make it an affair of the heart?

betrothal-with-logo1Lady Alyse de Courcy has fallen in love with Lord Braeton, a nobleman in King Edward III’s court and a man to whom she has barely spoken. Fate, however, has decreed her betrothal to his best friend, Sir Geoffrey Longford—a handsome and imposing knight, yet hardly the man she wants to wed.

When Sir Geoffrey is bound in betrothal by his father, he could not have expected the beautiful stranger to win his heart the moment they meet. Nevertheless, the fascinating Lady Alyse has done exactly that, and his feelings for her only grow as he learns more of her gentle yet spirited nature. But Alyse’s infatuation with his friend casts doubt on whether she can ever return his regard and their wedding day is fast approaching…

Will he have time enough to win her love?

Available in e-book at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe, and Smashwords.

 

The worst betrayals come from within.

After a night of passion with her betrothed, Sir Geoffrey Longford, Lady Alyse de Courcy isBetrayal_logoeagerly looking forward to her wedding. But when Geoffrey is forced to marry another, a heartbroken and possibly pregnant Alyse finds herself in her own private hell. She must either gamble with her reputation or marry someone she does not love.

A reputed connoisseur of women, Thomas, Lord Braeton, has dallied with many ladies of King Edward’s court, although he has favored none. However, as Geoffrey’s best friend, Thomas has sworn to serve and protect Alyse, an oath now sorely tested when he agrees to marry her—in name only—to guard her reputation. Yet, as they grow closer, and Thomas discovers Alyse’s sweet but spirited nature, he comes to desire a marriage in truth. Can he overcome her memory of Geoffrey or is Thomas doomed to burn with passion for a woman he can never possess?

Available in e-book at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe, and Smashwords.

 

Beleaguered3When death holds sway in the world, can even the greatest love survive?

Finally in France, Alyse and Thomas return to their roles as courtiers to Princess Joanna. Their passion for one another continues to smolder hot and deep—until one fateful encounter changes everything.

During a formal banquet, Alyse must share an intimate dance with Geoffrey, her first love. His searing touch proves Alyse’s love and desire for him is as strong as when they first met. Tormented by this revelation, Alyse is bitterly torn between the love of her life and her love for her husband.

Into this agonizing situation, the disaster of the Black Death rears its head, decimating the princess’s retinue and threatening all their lives. Alyse, Thomas and Geoffrey must try to save the princess from the ravening disease but at a dire cost to themselves. With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both of the men she loves. But which love will survive?

Available in e-book at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, ARe, and Smashwords.

 

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Time Enough to Love is available in print from Amazon.

Coming to the Medieval Monday Author Exchange next week is Andrea Cooper. It’s going to be good. Don’t miss it.

Ashley

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#FallingIntoLove Author Melanie Robertson-King

Today’s guest is Melanie Robertson-King with her latest novel A Shadow in the Past.

A-Shadow-in-the-Past-by-Melanie-Robertson-KingBlurb:   When nineteen year old Sarah Shand finds herself in Victorian Era Aberdeenshire, Scotland, she has no idea how she got there. Her last memory is of being at the stone circle on the family farm in the year 2010.
Despite having difficulty coming to terms with her situation, Sarah quickly learns she must keep her true identity a secret.
Still, she feels stifled by the Victorians’ confining social practices, including arranged marriages between wealthy and influential families, confronts them head on and suffers the consequences.
When Sarah realizes she has fallen in love with the handsome Laird of Weetshill, she faces an agonizing decision. Does she try to find her way back to 2010 or remain in the past with the man she loves?

EXCERPT: When Sarah’s eyes flickered open, the young girl and her wrecked car were nowhere to be seen. Instead of the asphalt surface of Kendonald Road, Sarah lay sprawled out on a narrow gravel lane.
Sarah’s chest felt like the family’s herd of cows sat on it and she gasped for air. Stones gouged her elbows as she tried to prop herself up.

Using her last ounce of strength, Sarah hauled herself to her feet. Her head throbbed as if it were about to explode, and something wet and sticky ran down the back of her neck. Dirt and blood covered her rugby shirt and jeans, and her trainers were gone. Sharp gravel bit into her stocking feet as she staggered, trying not to fall. Sarah was surprised she was able to stand. She was certain the impact with the car had broken her legs and maybe even her back

She wiped her hands on her shirt and cried out in pain. Dirt and blood covered her palms, and her knees felt like they’d been scraped with sandpaper. Her chest hurt with every breath, and she wondered if her ribs were broken. Where were the terrified driver and her wrecked car? They seemed to have vanished into the mist.

Sarah barely made out a faint light shining in the distance, and she stumbled toward it, thinking it was the yard light near her father’s barn. She clapped her hands over her ears in an attempt to block out the incessant ringing, but it didn’t work. Taking those pills had been a huge mistake. No matter how badly she wanted to hurt Blair and Niamh, she realized that she didn’t want to die. She couldn’t do that to her family.

Sarah blinked and stared at one of the ghostly trees lining the roadway. The trunk expanded and contracted before her eyes as if it were breathing. A gust of wind rasped through the branches and a sudden cry of a long-eared owl made her jump. Shivering, Sarah crossed her arms and rubbed, but pain shot all the way down to her fingertips, forcing her to stop

At the narrow stone bridge, she stopped and rested. As she stood there trying to catch her breath, the bridge began to vibrate and black smoke filled the air. A shrill whistle pierced the silence, drowning out the ringing in her ears. Sarah wheeled around and gasped. Off in the distance she saw the tiny speck of a headlight. It grew larger and brighter as the train drew closer and thundered beneath the bridge. Sarah watched the disappearing train and tried to understand what she had seen. There was no railway line near her house, only a flat dirt trail leading to the village.

Soon the smell of freshly cut hay, manure, and farm animals replaced the lingering aroma of the train’s oily coal smoke. If the barn was this close, she was almost home. Drawing closer, she heard the sounds of hooves pawing…

Bio: When Melanie isn’t writing, she’s reading. The writing bug first bit when she was thirteen but the itch subsided and it wasn’t until a number of years later that she put “pen to paper” and began writing again.
Prior to returning to fiction, Melanie wrote articles for various publications for a number of years and has been published in Canada, the US and the UK.
In addition to writing, her interests include genealogy, photography and travel, especially Scotland. On one of her trips to the Auld Country, she had the honor of meeting The Princess Royal, Princess Anne.
Author links:

Website: http://www.melanierobertson-king.com/
Blog: Celtic Connexions http://www.melanierobertson-king.com/wp02/
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Melanie-Robertson-King/221018701298979
Twitter Account: @RobertsoKing https://twitter.com/RobertsoKing
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6543072.Melanie_Robertson_King

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Welcome, Penny Estelle

Fall is Here (and so is Halloween)

Good morning Ashley and thank you so much for letting me barge in on your blog.

spider suckersIt’s October!  One of my favorite months of the year.  I worked as a school secretary for twenty-one years and there were MANY employees.  I always like to give something to all the teachers, assistants, etc.  Attached is a picture of one of the crafts I would make.  Cheap, easy and cute!

It’s also a great craft to do with your own kids.  The picture is self-explanatory!

I hope you all have a fabulous Halloween!

 

Jesse’s Find Penny

Jesse Mason is bone tired and just miles from home when a strange sound drifting with a Kansas wind catches his ear.

He spies something hiding in the tall grass.  His temper sizzles at the sight of a horse, dead from exertion, and is ready to string up the cowboy that has done this. What Jesse finds is no cowboy at all, but a woman who has been shot and an infant, both, he fears will not make it to his home alive.

Jesse didn’t ask for this, but he knew he couldn’t turn his back on them.  What he didn’t know was somebody wanted that woman dead and didn’t care who else had to die to get that job done.

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What are you doing out here, little one?  I surely don’t know what to do with the likes of you.  A tiny hand came up to grasp his finger, dredging up painful memories that Jesse quickly shook away.

Jesse’s Find – 99 cents!

Available at Amazon Jesse’s Find

Penny - 002Hi everybody!  My name is Penny Estelle.  I was a school secretary for 21 years and retired in 2009.  We moved to our retirement home in Kingman, AZ and we live on 54 acres in a very rural area.  Actually we live “off the grid”.  We live on solar and wind.  A real adjustment for a city girl.  I must say – I love it.  Nothing like walking out your front door and hear coyotes howling in the distance and seeing a sky bursting with stars.  It is breathtaking!

My writing career started with stories for the tween kiddos.  I have advanced to a few romances, family drama, two historical western romances, and even a non-fiction shorty about my life living off the grid!

For more information about my books or myself stop by  my blog, my Amazon page, or my website – Penny’s Tales.  I love visitors!

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#medievalmonday The Highlander’s Reluctant Bride

Welcome back to Medieval Monday! My featured author today is a favorite of mine, Cathy MacRae. I love everything Scottish and her books about the Highlands are very romantic. The Highlander’s Reluctant Bride is no different. Enjoy!Picture

Blurb:

Determined to keep the Macrory clan’s holdings out of the clutches of marauding pirates, King Robert II sends his man, Lord Ranald Scott, to hold Scaurness Castle. There, Laird Macrory lays dying, awaiting word from his son who is missing on the battlefields of France. If the son is not found before the old laird dies, Ranald will take over as laird—and marry Laird Macrory’s headstrong daughter.

Lady Caitriona sees no reason she cannot rule the clan in her brother’s stead, and is bitterly disappointed with the king’s decision to send a man to oversee the castle and people. Not only is Ranald Scott only distantly related to the Macrory clan, but he was her childhood nemesis. She has little trust or like for him.

Her disappointment turns to panic when the king’s plan is completely revealed and she realizes she must wed Ranald. Pirates, treachery, and a 4-year-old girl stand between her and Ranald’s chance at happiness. What will it take for them to learn to trust each other and find the love they both deserve?
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Excerpt:

“So, the king forced Eaden to wed,” she murmured. Her gaze caught Ranald’s. “What will he do to me?”

Ranald noted Riona’s sudden pallor, her gray eyes widening until they were naught but huge silver orbs glowing against her skin. Now was as good a time as any to tell her what King Robert intended for her, but he could not force the words.

“Ye are a laird’s daughter,” he reminded her. “And an heiress. Yer mother’s dower lands north of here are of great value to the king.”

“And I am of little worth, aye?” Riona flared.

“Nae. Ye are of great worth.”

“But a pawn to the king.”

Ranald sighed. This was not going as he planned. “We are all pawns in one way or another, Ree. The king willnae let ye stay on yer own. Ye are a ward of the crown, now.”

“So, he’ll marry me off to some rebellious laird he wants to drag over to his side, using me and my lands to hold him?”

“Nae. No’ so bad as all that.”

“Mayhap to a wealthy laird who’s all but doddering in his cups, hoping I’ll no’ breed an heir before he dies, giving title of the land to the king and my next husband?”

Ranald lifted an eyebrow. The lass was getting worked up over nothing. “Marriage, yes. Doddering auld man, no.”

Riona snapped her head to one side, a glower on her face. “Then, who?”

Ranald swallowed and offered a crooked smile.

“Me.”
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Next week? Jenna Jaxon – another of my favorites.

 

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#8sunday WeWriWa 10/5/14

Welcome to the Weekend Writing Warriors eight sentence Sunday. Here’s another excerpt from my latest novel, The Saxon Bride:

“Then I apologize at offending you with my desire.” He actually believed she was telling him the truth. Then why did she open the door for Arthur so easily? He dropped his hand from her face and turned away.

“At the king’s order, I am to survey my lands and make my presence known. I will return when I have completed my duty.”

He slammed the door behind him.

He did not look back.

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Available now: The Saxon Bride

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#FallingIntoLove Author Tina Gayle

My guest today is author Tina Gayle with an excerpt from her hot read for adult audiences. The excerpt, however, is PG. Enjoy:

Stormy – Now available for preorder on Amazon goes live Oct. 15

Stormy

Blurb:

A widower, a divorcee, co-workers, lovers…a future together…marriage?

Consoling each other for years over each other’s misfortune, Karen and Daniel turn a friendship into a weekend of unbridled red-hot passion. The heat between them leads to thoughts of a future together. That is…

Until children, an ex-husband, an unexpected heart-attack, a conniving trophy-wife, guilt, and personal choices come between them. Will the heat of their passion let them break from the past and move into the future?

Hot read for mature adults – a second chance at love.

Excerpt:

“Daniel, if you’re in the bathroom come out this minute.”

The entrance opened, and he stood in the doorway.

Problem, he wore only a towel.

Awe, shit…she didn’t need to see his bare chest covered in crisp dark hair, the sculptured muscles of his arms and shoulders, developed pecs, and thick thighs.

Damn, how was she supposed to resist such temptation?

Desire added with the anxiety she’d already experienced on her drive here, lit her anger. “Why the hell didn’t you answer your phone? I’ve been calling and texting you for the last two hours.”

A confused frown passed over his handsome face. Instead of responding, he stepped to the bedside table. He lifted his cell phone and clicked a few buttons.

Unable to contain her impatience, Karen stalked forward.

He glanced up when she grew closer and showed her the phone. “I don’t understand it. I don’t show receiving any messages or calls. The signals must have gotten lost because of the storm.”

She’d suspected as much. Still, she refused to let him off the hook because he could’ve contacted her before he left town. “You should’ve called me. But no…”

Having endured his inability to communicate for months now, she stabbed her finger through the air at him. “You never call. You always expect me to phone you. Well, I’ve had it.”

The distance closed between them and she stood inches from him. Her fingertip tapped his chest. Static electricity sparked between them and her fist unfolded. She stumbled backward.

“Whoa.” Daniel caught her around the waist with one hand and held her close. His phone landed on the bed before he circled his other arm around her. His strong grip held her steady and didn’t allow her to step away. “You’re right. I guess I’m just use to…”

“Don’t say it. I’ve heard it too many times. Sharon might have resented the interruptions but I’m not her. I’m never in any type of meeting that you could possibly disrupt.” Karen spread her hands over his chest and worked to maintain a smidgen of distance. Nevertheless with him so near, his warmth surrounding her in a seductive cocoon, she had to fight the urge to melt against him.

“Yes, but if I called you whenever I wanted we’d never get off the phone.” The husky tone of his voice pulled her gaze upward.

Author Bio: Tina Gayle grew up a dreamer and loves escaping into a good romantic book. She is currently working on two different series the Executive Wives’ Club and the Family Tree series both combine elements of women fiction with the passion of romance. Read the 1st chapter of any of her books on her website.

Home – www.tinagayle.net

Blog – www.tinagayle.blogspot.com

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Goodread – http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1641826.Tina_Gayle

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