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About the Book
Taking
a few months to reflect on what she truly wants from life, Emily returns to her
family home in Winter Harbor, Maine. Yet she should have known her ties with
ancient Scandinavia and those with dragon blood would catch up with her.
Moreover, that her connection with the man she loves would be impossible to
ignore. Something soon proved when he pulls her back in time to tenth century
Norway.
Determined
to help his people defeat a dark prophecy, Viking Sven Sigdir returns to his
homeland to find two regions minus their beloved kings. Leaderless, both clans
look to Sven to rule. Though willing to rise up, he must first uncover the root
of the prophecy. That means reuniting with the woman who holds his heart and
setting forth on a perilous journey.
Sven
and Emily navigate not only their feelings for one another but the burgeoning
prophecy that might take it all away. Will they be able to conquer their new
adversary before it’s too late? Or is this just the beginning of something that
will change life as they know it? Find out in Viking King's Vendetta, an action-packed time travel romance full of
adventure, epic battles, sizzling passion, unexpected twists and powerful
Viking dragon-shifters.
Excerpt
“I need to go to Sven.” She worked to remain strong
and level, rather than let emotions get the better of her. “How is he?”
“As to be expected,” Samantha replied.
She knew full well what ‘as to be expected’ meant
when it came to Sven. He was somewhere alone whittling wood deep in thought,
not sharing a darn thing with anyone. So imagine her surprise when they
arrived, and she heard him roaring orders.
“Loki’s hell,” she muttered before she sprinted
through the village in his direction. She ran past cottages with their long
sloping roofs and a medieval society that had long been her own. Though many
murmured hello, there was no missing the somber feel of the place.
Determined to at least stop Sven’s ranting, she
rushed in the front door of the main lodge and stopped short. Though she had
intended to race into his arms and hug him like she had always done, she did
nothing of the sort.
No, she just stared at him.
Dressed in black pants, heavy boots, and a black
leather jerkin, he raked a hand through his ebony hair as he paced. Though he
had always been extraordinarily handsome, he was more so now. Was he always so
tall and broad? Did he always carry himself with such confidence? His features
had always been striking, but even they seemed to have changed. Matured somehow
into a face that made her breath catch and her heart skip a beat.
His turbulent cobalt blue eyes turned her way.
“Emily.”
That was it. That was all he said in a voice deeper
than she recalled. But it was all she needed to snap out of her reverie and fly
into his arms despite the annoying and very sudden shyness she felt. He didn’t
say anything just wrapped her up in his arms like he had always done. Yet, not
surprisingly, even that felt different. More encompassing.
That’s when she realized she was home.
It wasn’t the village or even the people but him.
She pressed her cheek against his chest and inhaled deeply. She had missed his
scent. Spruce, and woodland. Him.
Sven. Her best friend.
“You are here,” he finally murmured, clearly
relieved as he cupped her cheeks then brushed his lips across her forehead,
just like he had always done. His eyes met hers. “I was worried about you.”
“Me too…I was worried…” She pressed her lips
together, rallying her strength when she wanted to sob in relief. Now wasn’t
the time for that. Like Samantha said, he needed her to be strong. That’s how
they worked. If she was faltering, he was strong for her and vice versa. That
was their thing.
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