Huzzah, Medieval Romance Lovers! Welcome back to another round of Medieval Monday. Here you may discover new authors writing about love in our favorite time period. Our theme this time around is the bad guy. You know, that one character you love to hate. We’re kicking off by sharing the first excerpt from our own featured #MedievalRomance. Mine is The Valiant Viking.
BLURB: Can a foundering seaside village survive the onslaught of marauding Vikings bearing down on them?
Desperate to save her village from a band of Norsemen sweeping down the coastline, Kaylla catches her first ray of hope when she discovers one of the pillaging heathens washed ashore. Perhaps they can use this captive to bargain for the safety of their village. Rolf Bloodhands, sole survivor of a traitorous attack on his king’s fleet, assures her that his kinsmen will not spare the easy conquest of their waning village for the life of one man. Instead he teaches them the basics of defense and combat with the meager weapons they have available. If they fail to stave off the invaders, the few villagers left will either be killed or enslaved.
With only two days to prepare for an invasion sure to decimate her village, Kaylla is shocked by her attraction to the hunky Norseman she has enslaved. Who knew fear of imminent death could drive an innocent woman to explore the oldest sins known to man.
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The giant man loomed over Kaylla. The toe of his filthy leather boot pressed down on her bony knuckles, preventing her from jerking her hand back as pain seared her fingers and crawled up her arm. He reached down and twisted a fist in her hair. Tears stung her eyes when he cruelly yanked her head back. He pressed his face so close to hers, she could smell his rancid breath. The taste of blood combined with the stench, and she feared she would vomit the bile churning in her stomach. A few gulps of air saved her from that humiliation. He grinned down at her. What few teeth remained in his head were sickly yellow and dark with crud. His comrades laughed as he yanked her to her feet with such strength, she cried out. She struggled within his grasp, determined not to cry out a second time.