Monday, April 23, 2018

Medieval Monday Blog Hop with Bambi Lynn

Welcome to week 13 of the Medieval Monday Blog Hop. I’m hosting Bambi Lynn on my blog and she is hosting me on her blog. She suffered through the pain and abuse of her wifely duties. Here he stood, back after five years. She’d kill him if she could. Here is her continuing snippet from The Mask of the Highlander.
Excerpt
Perhaps she, too, had forgotten. Had her recollection faded over the years? Had she lived with such fear until now it was little more than a faded memory, its intensity diminished by time? She stood taller, squaring her shoulders and fixing him with a look of disdain that would make most men shuffle their feet and look away in shame.
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Once she was afraid to touch him. Now she’s afraid to let go.
Forced to marry to avoid war between clans, Kenna Cleary endured three days of her new husband's painful brutality before he rode off to battle the English. In the five years of his absence, she bore him a daughter, increased his holdings, and gained the love and respect of his people. Now he's home. Must she and the clan learn to endure his cruelty once more?
 The Laird of Domhnul has returned from war a changed man—moreso than his wife or clan can possibly know. Now the warrior faces a new battle, one for his wife's heart, and his peoples' trust. He must walk the knife's edge of deception and danger, while proving he is no longer the cruel tyrant they came to know all too well.
 But when his father embroils both them in a deadly plot, can the couple find a way to prevent war between the clans?

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Monday, April 16, 2018

Medieval Monday Blog How with Mary Morgan

Welcome to week 12 of the Medieval Monday Blog Hop. I’m hosting Mary Morgan on my blog and she is hosting me on her blog. The Druids have come to celebrate the Midwinter with the Dragon Knight and his clan. But the King was supposed to be attend. Why is he absent? Here is her continuing snippet from A Highland Moon Enchantment
Excerpt:
Filling his mug, Muir lifted it high. “I thank ye for sharing the knowledge.” After draining the contents, he placed it on the table. Removing his dirk, he skewered a piece of meat from the boar.
Though the fire blazed hot, a cold tendril of uneasiness slipped within Ailsa at the silence around the table. Muir’s behavior made no sense, and she could see anger in her father’s eyes. Each day, the man attempted to battle the MacKays with words or blades. However, his manner with Desmond was far worse.
Angus waved a hand toward the minstrels, and they picked up their instruments. They filled the hall with a lively tune, breaking the tension at the table. He then took his wife’s hand and led her away to start dancing. Smiling at the two, Ailsa filled her trencher with some of the tempting dishes in front of her.
Follow along next week on Judith Sterling’s blog: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/ and leave a comment for a chance to win a signed copy of A HIGHLAND MOON ENCHANTMENT,

Blurb:
You first meet this warrior in Dragon Knight’s Axe, Order of the Dragon Knights, Book 3

Irish warrior, Desmond O’Quinlan has never surrendered his heart to any woman. He has no wish to have his soul tortured by love. Yet, the moment he locks gazes with Ailsa, his fate is destined for an adventure he never fathomed. He may have battled alongside a Dragon Knight, but his greatest challenge will come from within his own heart.
 Ailsa MacDuff, a warrior among her clan, has no desire to have a man chain her to a life of obedience. However, that is before she meets Desmond. The temptation to allow this warrior inside her heart is a risk she dares to take, but one that could lead to a future of emptiness and sorrow. 
When betrayal looms from within, the battleground of love is no match for these two warriors. Can the power of a Highland full moon be strong enough to unite or destroy them?


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Monday, April 9, 2018

Medieval Monday Blog Hop with Barbara Bettis

Welcome to week 11 of the Medieval Monday Blog Hop. Today I’m hosting Barbara Bettis on my blog and she is hosting me on her blog. Knights down holes and archers scheduled to have their fingers cut off and Kate is their only hope. Can she save them both? Here is her continuing snippet from The Lady of the Forest.
Excerpt
(Kate’s idea sounded chancy , and she hated to think what could happen if it failed. Worse, it might be too effective) and bring unnecessary hardship to innocent folks.
Not far from the bailey wall lay two large downed trees, left to age for fuel, along with other branches and deadwood. Each piece would be trimmed and stacked nearer the castle for use during the coming winter. Until then, all that potential lay waiting. Fire.
Sir Hubert had worried about fire more than attack from an armed force. The old wooden castle presented a particular risk. Once a spark got hold, the whole thing would be a gigantic bonfire. She’d hate that to happen. Not that she cared about Sir Mortimer. Sir Mort, villagers called him behind his back. But she did care about the people. She owed them her duty.
Follow along next week at www.lanemcfarland.com/. Be sure to leave a comment for a chance at an ebook of your choice.
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When her elderly husband dies, Lady Katherine fakes her own death and disappears into the forest with others escaping the brutish new lord. Determined to protect her people, she knocks the wrong man senseless. But Lord Henry isn’t an enemy, he’s the brother of her childhood friend. Although his tender confidence tempts her, she’s bound by duty.
Henry of Chauvere has found the one lady he wants for his own, never mind she’s tied him hand and foot. When he learns the king has ordered her to wed Stonehill’s ruthless new master, he insists Kate seek haven with his sister. But she won’t desert her friends. Henry vows to solve her problem, provided he catches a traitor before the threat from Kate’s past catches her.

When a daring rescue compels Henry and Kate to join forces, their attraction grows into love. If only duty didn’t drive them apart.
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Monday, April 2, 2018

Medieval Monday Blog Hop with Cathy and DD MacRae

Welcome to week 10 of the Medieval Monday Blog Hop. Today I’m hosting Cathy and DD MacRae on my blog and she is hosting me on her blog. A wedding night with all its positioning, not necessarily the way you think. What game will Caelen and Arbela play? Here is her continuing snippet from The Highlander’s Crusader Bride
Excerpt
Arbela arched a brow. “What do ye ask of me? Allow ye into my bed this night and never think on it again? Do ye chafe against our agreement so soon?”
Her words slammed into him, rejection an emotion he was all too familiar with. “I dinnae enter this marriage to add discord in the form of a nagging wife,” he growled. “Keep yer bloody virtue. I have nae need for it.”
Join me next week on Judith Sterling’s blog https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/  for the next excerpt from The Highlander’s Crusader Bride!
Blurb
Born in the Holy Land only a few years after the Third Crusade, half-Armenian, half-Scot Arbela MacLean is a true daughter of the desert, beautiful and untamed. Trained to be a warrior to avoid her gentle mother’s fate, Arbela has honed her skills with Turkish bow and arrow, sword and throwing darts—and dreads the day her father choses a man for her to marry.

After more than thirty years in the Holy Land, Donal MacLean, Baron of Batroun, is recalled to Scotland, the last son available to take up leadership of clan MacLean. He brings with him knights, treasure, trade—and a daughter of marriageable age.
Caelen MacKern, known as the Bull of the Highlands, is cynical about women. His first marriage formed an alliance, and he did not grieve when his spoiled, immature bride passed away. He has agreed to marry again—against his better judgement—for the men, means and coin to recover from a devastating pestilence that all but wiped out his clan.

Though more than a little resentful at finding himself forced to remarry, Caelen’s proposal to Donal MacLean’s headstrong daughter nevertheless piques her interest. Each will receive what they want most from life—the ability to live as they please without interference from a meddling spouse. But their marriage of indifference will soon change to one of passion that neither Arbela nor Caelen could have predicted.