Sunday, April 21, 2019

Ashley York Presents CURSE OF THE HEALER on Medieval Monday


Our Winter 2019 Medieval Monday excerpt blog hops have nearly reached their conclusion.  Next week will see the exchange complete with authors posting the last sections of their excerpts on their on blogs. So be sure to visit me next week and comment for a chance to win a free book.

For my guest today, I am so happy to welcome my friend, the talented Ashley York. Ashley's latest novel is a wonderful tale of an Irish healer and the warrior who will eventually win her trust--and her heart.

(And to catch up on Henry and Katherine's journey to happiness, visit my excerpt at https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog.)

 Blurb:

After the death of Brian Boru in 1014, a legend arose of a healer so great she could raise a man from the dead, with a power so strong it could make any warrior the next high king of √Čire...and to steal it away from her, he need only possess her

Fated to be a healer…

Aednat has spent her entire life training to be the great healer, knowing she must remain alone. When she meets Diarmuid, the intense attraction she feels toward him shakes her resolve to believe in such a legend. If she gives in to the passion he ignites in her, can she settle for being less?

Destined to be his…

Diarmuid of Clonascra is renowned for his bravery in battle. Only one thing daunts him: the prospect of taking a wife. The safest course would be to keep his distance from Aednat, the bold, headstrong healer who's far too tempting for his peace of mind. But his overking orders him to protect her from a group of craven warriors intent on kidnapping her to steal her power.

What starts as duty for Diarmuid quickly transforms into something more. Aednat's power might be at risk, but so is his closed-off heart.

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Excerpt:

“Ah, dear Aednat. I see only a woman desiring a man’s touch. I am most willing to oblige.”

His low voice sent a wash of goose bumps across her skin. She glanced at his lips and wetted her own. That kiss had been exceptionally pleasant. With the slightest adjustment, she could know his kiss again. Her entire body called for it, but still she hesitated.

“I am a healer.” Her voice sounded far away now, like her ears were stuffed full of straw. A memory of him calling her… something.

“A great healer.” The man’s attention never wavered. He did not touch her again with his hands, but he caressed her with his voice. “And a beautiful woman I find most desirable.”

The warning bells were louder now, her head clearing. He seemed to care about only one thing, but her own desire for the same thing was vanishing like smoke. She glanced around. “Where are my men?”

Yer men? So ye are not a lass alone in the woods?” He sounded disappointed.

Follow along next week when my final excerpt will be at my own blog www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog


Sunday, April 14, 2019

Rue Allyn Spotlights The Herald's Heart on Medieval Monday


On today's Medieval Monday, the talented Rue Allyn features the First Encounter between her hero and heroine in The Herald's Heart, as this blog series enters its third-to-last week.

 If you've been following my excerpts, you find today's at Rue's blog:  https://www.rueallyn.com/blog/

And don't forget to comment for a chance to win a free ebook.
  
Tag Line: A man on a king’s mission and a woman determined to defeat him. Murder. mistaken identity and love will change everything, especially the Herald’s Heart..

Blurb:

Royal herald, Sir Talon Quereste could never love an overly adventurous, impulsive, argumentative woman of dubious background who threatens everything he values. Lady Larkin Roshan can only despise a man who would deny her identity and steal her heritage. So why has fate thrown them together to solve the mysteries of the heart?

Excerpt:

He settled back into the saddle and hauled his mount’s head around. With as much speed as he thought safe, given the lack of visibility, Talon hurried after the dying wail, heartened when he heard it rise again, for that meant he was nearing his quarry.

He moved along, pursuing the noise and the woman until his horse once again refused to move. What was wrong with the beast?

Catch last week’s excerpt on Bambi Lynn’s Blog https://bambilynnblog.wordpress.org
Follow me to next week’s excerpt on Sherry Ewing’s Blog: https://sherryewing.com/blog/

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Sunday, April 7, 2019

Cathy and DD MacRae Feature The Highlander's Welsh Bride on Medieval Monday


The last four weeks of Medieval Monday begins today with a look at THE HIGHLANDER'S WELSH BRIDE, by award winning Cathy and DD MacRae.  THE HIGHLANDER'S WELSH BRIDE is Book 4 in the popular Hardy Heroines Series.

Blurb:

It was over. Prince Llywelyn was dead, his soldiers fleeing before King Edward’s army. Carys, a distant cousin to the prince, herself a princess of Wales, had picked up arms alongside her husband more than a year ago. Now homeless, her husband buried beneath the good Welsh soil, she seeks shelter in the north, far from the reach of Longshanks’s men. Carys and Wales would never be the same again.

It was time. Birk MacLean has been ordered to take a bride and produce an heir. He grows weary of the lasses paraded before him, women of delicate nature and selfish motives. He desires a wife strong enough to help lead one of the most powerful clans in Western Scotland.

One like the Welsh woman sitting in his dungeon, arrested for poaching MacLean deer.

Can Birk convince Carys marriage to him is preferable to a hangman’s noose? And will the heard-headed Scot be worthy of a Princess of Wales?

From the towering Welsh mountains to the storm-swept Scottish coast comes a tale of betrayal and loss, deceit and passion. An epic tale of honor and the redeeming power of love.

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EXCERPT:
The man shrugged. “’Tis possible, yet the captain was known to us and an effort was made to discover what happened to him and his lad.” His gaze pierced her. “Do ye know if any others live?”

“The men were all lost,” she replied curtly, not placing thirteen-year-old Tully in the same category. She clenched her fists, digging her nails into her palms against the threatened return of grief.

Catch last week’s excerpt on Rue Allyn’s blog: https://www.rueallyn.com/blog/
Follow me to next week’s excerpt on Ashley York’s blog: https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com


Sunday, March 31, 2019

Judith Sterling Brings Shadow of the Swan to Medieval Monday


I’m so happy to welcome my friend (and fellow Rose) Judith Sterling to Medieval Monday. Judith is featuring the first encounter between Sir Robert and Lady Constance from SHADOW OF THE SWAN. Don’t forget to comment for a chance to win a signed print copy of Judith’s book.
And if you’re following along with the first encounter between Henry and Kate in my The Lady of the Forest, drop by Judith’s blog to comment for a chance to win the book.

Blurb:
Lady Constance de Bret was determined to be a nun, until shadows from the past eclipsed her present. Marriage is the safest option, but she insists on a spiritual union, in which physical intimacy is forbidden. Not so easy with a bridegroom who wields unparalleled charm! But a long-buried secret could taint his affection and cloak her in shadow forever.
Back from the Crusades, Sir Robert le Donjon craves a home of his own and children to inherit it. From the moment he meets Constance, he feels a mysterious bond between them. When she’s threatened, he vows to protect her and agrees to the spiritual marriage, with the hope of one day persuading her to enjoy a “real” one. She captivates him but opens old wounds and challenges everything he thought he believed.
Two souls in need of healing. Two hearts destined to beat as one.

Excerpt:
She sighed.  “I don’t want to sound ungrateful.”
He held up his hands and shook his head.  “Don’t fret, my lady. I was happy to help.”
“You were?”  She looked askance at him.  “Truly?”
He gave her a pointed look.  “Our acquaintance is possibly the shortest on record, yet you’ve doubted me twice already.”
She rolled her eyes. “Forgive me.  If you were indeed happy, I must trespass on your kindness and beg assistance once more.”
He exchanged glances with Guy, then motioned for her to continue.  “Beg away.”
Leave a comment for a chance to win a signed print copy of Shadow of the Swan, and follow along next week on Ashley York’s blog: https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog
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