Tamed By The Viking
Author: Joanna Davis
Genre: Historical Romance,
He who tames a wild heart can rule the world…
Jofurr of Ranolf travels South to claim his Uncle’s throne and rich farmland, he must learn his people’s new ways. After years of raiding he is unaccustomed to such a settled life style or the comforts of home. When he spies the beautiful woman swimming alone, he is instantly smitten. But when he tries to approach her, she runs away.
Adisla lives between two worlds. The daughter of a Viking woman and a Saxon man, she is neither accepted nor embraced by either. Her place among the Vikings is tenuous at best, forcing her to support herself and her young brother by her cunning alone. When the handsome King approaches her, she thinks he simply wants to rut with her, as many of the other Viking warriors have tried to do.
Jofurr’s obsession with the elusive beauty grows apace with the rumblings of war with the Saxon King. Can he tame Adisla in time to save her from the coming battle?
Highland Echoes (Fated Hearts Book 2)
By Cici Giltenan
Grace Breive is strong and independent because she has to be. She has a wee daughter to care for and, having lost her parents and husband, has no one else on whom she can rely. Driven from the only home she has ever known, she travels to Castle Sutherland to find a grandmother she never knew she had.
As Laird Sutherland’s heir, Bram Sutherland understands his obligation to enter into a political marriage for the good of the clan, but he is captivated by the beautiful and resilient young mother.
Will Bram and Grace follow the dictates of their hearts, or will echoes from the past force them apart?
Highland Echoes Book 1 is
Highland Revenge, a novella in
Highland Winds – The Scrolls of Cridhe Volume 1.
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Finding Southern Comfort
By Barbara Lohr
Excerpt from “Finding Southern Comfort”:
Harper reached for the handrail. These suckers looked steep. The door closed behind her, and she was left in the darkness. Maybe the children had brought their parents? She started down. Her wired tail flailed the steps, almost keeping time to the music.
“Keep ’em in line,” Rizzo had told her with one of his sleazy grins.
Sure. Right. She’d thought he was talking about rambunctious first graders, not the howling group below.
A guy waited at the foot of the stairs. The low lighting glinted off blond hair when he glanced at his Rolex. “You’re late.”
“Sorry, I had trouble finding the—”
“I’m Cameron Bennett, and you’re thirty minutes late.”
Her cheeks stung. “I’m Harper Kirkpatrick and I said I was sorry.” She’d had trouble with the zippers. Probably not the time to share. His blue eyes iced her. Stumbling on the last step, Harper pitched forward.
“Good God.” He broke her fall with both hands.
“Sorry. So Sorry.” Cripes. She pushed away from a chest that had seen a gym or two.
“You okay?” Cameron Bennett looked more annoyed than worried.
“I’m fine. It’s dark in here, in case you hadn’t noticed.” Squaring her shoulders, she peered into the room. “Where’re the kids?”
A chill shot down her spine. Guys with flushed faces lounged in chairs around a few tables. The low-ceilinged room held a hint of Cuban cigars smoked here a long time ago. Her lungs squeezed tight. She had rules and Rizzo had broken them.
But her rent was way past overdue.