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Medieval Monday Blog Hop

It's Monday again! Happens every week as far as I can tell. This week starts a new theme for this author exchange along with a new format! Woo-hoo! Any authors who write during the "medieval" period, please contact me so you can join in on the fun :)

So the new format is that the authors still "hop" from blog to blog but, rather than each week revealing the same themed excerpt at different locations, they have shorter snippets! The snippets from each author all go together. To follow along with the "story", you must also follow along with the author. Sound confusing? Check it out! These authors are honestly so amazing, you'll get hooked in with just a few sentences.

Today I start with my own excerpt. It's from The Gentle Knight. That's Peter's story. You met him in book one of the Norman Conquest series, The Saxon Bride. And the theme (gleefully rubbing my hands together mhewahawahawah) Villans! You know you love 'em! Enjoy:

"Hail." Peter peeled his gloves off sweaty hands and allowed his irritation free reign with his booming voice. "Is anyone here?"

The smell of food cooking was the only indication he was not alone. The open room had two, small, wooden tables—marred, nicked, and looking as if they had been pieced together from scraps. Various bottles, flasks, and wine skins sat on a shelf to the left of the open fire. He did not hesitate to help himself.

"Is no one about?" Mort asked from the open door, his hands rubbing along his belted waist.

Peter took a long sip of some sort of barley water that went down smooth. "I've seen no one."

BLURB: Brighit MacNaughton is an obedient daughter following her father's death bed decree that she take her vows and become the virginal bride of Christ. The hired men seeing her to the Priory at Tanshelf are more interested in the building resentment against the English king than her safety. But when the handsome Norman knight offers his protection against the lecherous mercenaries, he sparks her passion with his gentle touch and smoldering looks of desire, reminding her of dreams best forgotten. Can one night with him quench the intense need in her or will it cause the fire to burn out of control?

Peter of Normandy is a trusted knight of King William, sent north to subdue the unrest and rumblings of revolt at York. Giving aid to an Irish princess more noble than many knights, he is quickly overcome with the need to possess her. With a body meant for a man's pleasure and an unrelenting stubbornness to follow her father's wishes, he struggles against giving her what she wants if it can only be for one night. Will one night of passion prove to be enough or will it unleash an insatiable need that makes him never want to let her go?


Follow along next week by checking out Elisabeth Hobbes' blog with excerpt #2

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