Happy New Year! I hope 2019 has started out fabulously in
your neck of the woods. I enjoyed a wonderful holiday and New Year celebration
with my family but have since eagerly dug back into my work. Today I’m thrilled
to announce the release of Viking’s Intent (Viking Ancestors: Rise of the
Dragon, Book 3)
I had such a good time writing Shea and Davyn’s story. As
you might imagine if you’ve been following the series, this couple is all about
the strife, angst, push and pull. But what a blast! Hope you enjoy reading
their story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Book Description
Part of a burgeoning ancient prophecy, Shea's sole focus
is to protect her sisters. Not become mated to a Viking of her dragon
ancestor's choosing. If that happens, she might lose not just her independence
but a matchmaking gift that brings people together. A gift at risk when she's
kidnapped by a stubborn, frustratingly handsome barbarian who takes her on a
whirlwind adventure through tenth century Scandinavia.
Though at odds with the twenty-first century beauty from
the moment he meets her, Viking Davyn Sigdir steals Shea away to keep her safe
from enemies set on making her theirs. Unfortunately, he underestimates how
alluring she can be when it suits her. How feisty and headstrong she is as she
tries to outwit him at every turn. Yet the fiery strife between them only draws
them closer, and soon their unwanted attraction becomes hard to resist.
Determined to control their own fate, they devise a bold
plan to trick their adversaries. One that could keep Shea's matchmaking gift
intact plus end the prophecy and ongoing war. All they have to do is get along
and not give into temptation which should be simple for two people who are
resolved to remain apart. Or so they hope as a passionate high-stakes war of
hearts ensues in Viking's Intent.
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Excerpt
“What are you doing here?”
Davyn growled into her mind.
She blinked at him, only now
realizing they must be dreaming together. Wonderful. Not.
“I don’t know.” She
frowned. “Didn’t you bring me along?”
“Why would I do that?”
He shook his head. “You tend to bring
havoc with you wherever you go.”
“Thanks,”
she said dryly.
“It’s
true.”
“Says you.” She
shrugged and spoke without thinking. “I
like to think I bring
excitement.”
Had that sounded like flirting?
“I do not want excitement with you,
Cupid,” he grumbled aloud.
“Any more than I want excitement
with you,” she assured as they stood alone in a darkened area covered by pines.
“And you definitely dragged me along somehow because I sure as heck didn’t try
to follow you.” She shook her head. “The last thing I remember was feeling
drowsy then I was here so I must've dosed off.”
“You should not have been able to
follow me to this place,” he grunted in dismay, a fierce scowl on his face. “It
is too telling.”
She met his eyes, catching his
drift. “Nope lose that thought.” She shook her head. “Just because I got
dragged along in a dream doesn’t mean we’re fated mates. It’s got to be the
magic of this place up to no good.”
“My magic,” he reminded. “And I
agree it is up to no good.”
Though she tried to pull her gaze
from his, she was suddenly all too aware of his gorgeous eyes despite the
darkness. Eyes that seemed to draw her in more than usual in this strange
dreamlike state.
“Oh shoot,” she whispered, drifting
closer even as she tried to stop, as she tried to gain control. “I don’t think
I like this dreaming thing.”
“It is hard to control a dream,” he
said softly, his voice less gruff now.
“We’re controlling this dream
though,” she denied even as she drifted closer.
“Yes,” he assured, drifting closer
as well. “Because we are here to work.”
“To lure the enemies,” she murmured,
her eyes falling to his lips.
“That is right,” he murmured, his
eyes falling to her lips.
“Right,” she whispered. “This is
right.”
“Yes,” he whispered. “It is.”
Then she drifted right into his
arms, tilted her head back and closed her eyes, more than ready to be kissed.
More than ready to feel once again what those sensuous lips of his could do.
Then air blew by her face, and her
eyes flew open.
An arrow had whizzed by their faces
moments before their lips touched.
They were under attack.
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