I hope everyone enjoys a fabulous Thanksgiving then
of course, takes advantage of great sales on Black Friday!! I’ve got a
couple of fabulous deals starting today right through Cyber Monday. If
you love Viking romance and dragon shifters you don’t want to miss this!
Here’s the scoop…
Starting today right through November 30th,
2017, FOUR BOOKS from my Viking Ancestors’ Kin Series will be on sale. The sort
of discounts you might not see again so be sure to take advantage!
Vengeance
of a Viking (The MacLomain Series: Viking Ancestors’ Kin, Book 2) will be FREE
today, November 23rd through Monday, November 27th.
Soul of a Viking (The MacLomain Series:
Viking Ancestors’ Kin, Book 3) will be .99 cents today, November 23rd
through Monday, November 27th.
Fury of a Viking (The MacLomain Series: Viking
Ancestors’ Kin, Book 4) will be .99 cents Sunday, November 26th through
Thursday, November 30th.
Pride of a Viking (The MacLomain Series: Viking
Ancestors’ Kin, Book 5 will be .99 cents Sunday, November 26th through
Thursday, November 30th.
Here’s a bit about the first two books on sale plus
excerpts!!
VENGEANCE
OF A VIKING-BOOK 2
Recently divorced,
Samantha is all about new beginnings. Her own company. A beautiful seaside house
in Winter Harbor, Maine. A chance to reconnect with her sisters. But fate has
something else in store. Tenth-century Scandinavia and a reality she never
could have anticipated. After being whisked back in time not once but twice,
she ends up in a situation she didn’t see coming. Kidnapped by a Viking.
Of dragon blood, Bjorn
Sigdir knew the moment he met Samantha that she was nothing but trouble. How
else could it be? She bears the mark of Gungnir, the sword given to Odin by
Loki. A blade he is convinced will ruin his people and all affiliated with
them. Determined to protect his kin, he concocts a plan that will keep Samantha
and her unfortunate tattoo far away from trouble. Or so he thinks when he yanks
her back in time.
One a captor, one a
prisoner, Bjorn and Samantha embark on a journey full of unending strife.
Feisty and independent, she has her own mind. Headstrong and stubborn, he does
too. However, they soon have bigger problems than their mutual dislike of each
other. Secrets. Ones that force them closer and forge something unexpected.
Respect. Attraction. Desire. Yet they face a huge obstacle. If they give into
love, all could be lost, including everyone they care about.
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Vengeance of a Viking Excerpt
“All right, lead the way, kidnapper,” Samantha
declared. “But I hope to heck it’s in the direction of your fortress because last I checked you had an ailing father
and a best friend turned king who needs you.”
Bjorn ignored her sarcasm and frowned as he
nudged her along through the forest. Näv had done him no favors with Samantha’s
outfit, and well the devious seer likely
knew it. Now she wore brown, fitted leather pants and a snug jerkin that did
nothing to hide her figure. Naturally, the feisty redhead swayed her hips
invitingly though they traveled over rougher and rougher terrain. And by Loki’s
balls, he knew she did it on purpose.
“So, when are you gonna tell me why you’re
avoiding your family and obligations just for little old me?” she finally said.
Samantha had a strange way of saying things.
He understood her meaning more so because of her various, unending expressions
than because of her actual words. As it was, the Yggdrasill allowed them to
understand one another’s language but not necessarily the slang terms or
twenty-first century sayings. So there was room for interpretation. Or at least
there would be with any other woman besides Samantha.
His eyes remained locked on her swaying
backside.
She made things pretty clear.
“Bjorn?” She stopped short, and he walked
right into her.
Like the night before, they both froze. Unable
to control himself, he leaned down, nuzzled close and inhaled the scent of her
soft, thick hair. It smelled of sweet flowers that had warmed in the sun all
day.
“Bjorn,” she whispered and turned
ever-so-slowly, curling into him like a cat might her master…like a sweet
little dragon might her captor. He licked his lips, eager to play her game.
Curious to see how far she would take it.
“Did you know I’ve got a thing for you?” she
purred as she flicked her tongue along the side of his neck and her hand
trailed up his thigh. “Since the moment I saw you in that cave in the mountain.”
“Did you really?” he murmured, remembering
well her appreciation for all men
present. But hell if he wasn’t enjoying this. So he grabbed her backside with
one hand and more than relished the gasp she released when he yanked her close.
“Tell me more.”
She swallowed, unsure for a moment before she
continued, her voice ridiculously sultry. “How could I not?” she murmured. “You
were all big and strong and…”
When
her hand closed over the hilt of the dagger at his waist, his hand closed
around hers and squeezed. “And what, Samantha?” he whispered close to her ear.
Yet again their eyes met and narrowed on each
other except this time their lips were inches apart. Her heartbeat quickened. So did his.
He squeezed her backside while slowly guiding her hand to pull his dagger out
and press it to his side. Bjorn repositioned it until one good thrust would be
all it took. “Is this what you want, woman? To end me?”
Their eyes continued to hold, but she said
nothing.
Yet something happened.
Something he didn’t expect.
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SOUL
OF A VIKING-BOOK 3
Lauren refuses to
believe that her sisters traveled back in time to tenth-century Scandinavia.
Cybil must be off doing one thing or another. And what of Samantha? She
returned then vanished again with a bunch of uncivilized ruffians who called
themselves Vikings. While thankful the crude men finally left, she’s now caught
in an unusual situation. No matter how hard she tries, she cannot step foot
outside her Winter Harbor chalet.
Desperate to return to
the twenty-first century and figure out why he and Lauren were cursed by a
Nidstang, Tait Sigdir struggles with what feels like half a soul. But that’s
not all. When he finally returns to the future, he realizes how troubling
things really are. Though drawn to Shannon, he can’t seem to stay away from her
sister, Lauren. Hard to believe considering how difficult she is to be around.
Even for a flirt like him. Yet if he’s not near her, he becomes
uncharacteristically sullen.
Caught in an
unraveling hex that steers them closer to the enemy, Tait and Lauren are forced
on an adventure that tests them in more ways than one. Personalities fluctuate.
Friendship emerges. Passion ignites. Even so, love does not come so easily to
those who are cursed. As it turns out, they must manage through a whirlwind of
unfortunate events that will either bring them together or drive them further
apart.
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Soul of a Viking Excerpt
“Who goes there?” came
an all-too-familiar voice from the door.
Lauren sighed and called
out. “It is none of your concern, Tait.”
Evidently, he thought
differently because seconds later he
entered, a frown on his face as his eyes swept around the lodge. “I heard a man
in here.”
“It was just Einar,” she
began, her words trailing off as she gestured towards him only to find he’d
vanished.
Tait’s brows slammed
together. “Einar? I do not know that name.”
“He was just right
here,” she murmured, glancing at the rear door. “He must have slipped out the
back.”
“Nobody has come or gone
since your sisters left,” Tait said, troubled.
“I can assure you they
did. A woman then a man. Einar.” She folded her hands in front of her and
focused on the bigger problem. “You had no right to barge in here. Please
leave.”
“Actually I had every
right.” He continued eying the place looking for Einar. “This is my lodge,
woman.”
His lodge? How unfortunate. “My name
is Lauren.”
Tait shrugged as an
annoying grin tugged at his lips. Apparently, he was done searching out another
man. He gestured at the water. “You will
bathe then join your sisters in the main lodge, yes?”
“That was the plan,
yes,” she allowed.
“Then please,” he headed
for the corner table, “do not let me disturb you.”
She frowned as he filled
a mug with what appeared to be ale. “What are you doing?”
He gave the mug a
pointed look. “Drinking.”
“Then please do so
outside.”
“But this is my lodge.”
“Then I will need
another lodge.”
“No.” Tait shook his
head. “I can only be so far away from you and will sleep nowhere but here.”
Her eyes widened. “We
are not sleeping in the same room.”
“We will if we have to.”
He gestured at the tub again. “Right now you do not need to worry about
sleeping but bathing.”
Lauren inhaled deeply
and remained calm. “As much as you would probably enjoy it, I am not bathing
with you here.”
“Well, I am not leaving
because whether or not I saw anyone enter, I heard a man in here. So I will not
leave you alone.” He considered her before he murmured something and a tall
screen appeared in front of the tub. “There. Now I will not be tempted by you,
woman.” He removed his fur, plunked down and narrowed his eyes at her when she
narrowed her eyes on him. “Now I can
focus my thoughts on Shannon.”
Lauren ignored her
strong reaction to his words and smoothed her expression. Regardless, there was
no controlling the flare of defiance that screamed inside her. A defiance that
had her doing the last thing she intended. Something she found extremely appalling
and would never normally do. Something she would judge harshly if she saw
another woman do it. Especially one who was married.
She tested his resolve
about Shannon as she held his eyes and took her time stripping down before she
sauntered around the screen and got into the tub.
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