#Medieval Monday ~ Mary Morgan

Huzzah, Medieval Romance Lovers! Today’s excerpt comes from Mary Morgan. Mary’s passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. She spent far too much time daydreaming and was told quite often to remove her head from the clouds. It wasn’t until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling—writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories. If you enjoy history, tortured heroes, and a wee bit of magic, then time-travel within the pages of her books. Today, she’s sharing an excerpt from her #MedievalRomance, A Highland Moon Enchantment.

She obeyed and stood slowly. Lifting her chin, she met his hard stare. “What now?”

By the hounds, he believed a warrior stood before him. However, the beauty challenging him with her words would not sway him. “Ye can give us your name and why ye put a blade to my back.”

“Ye, first.”

He tilted his head. “Desmond O’Quinlan, and the other man is Alastair MacKay.”

“The Dragon Knight?” she uttered in a shocked tone.

“Aye,” growled Alastair, keeping a firm grip on the druid’s arm.

Follow along next week on Sherry’s blog, and leave a comment for a chance to win a signed print copy of A Highland Moon Enchantment.

BLURB: You first met 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?



#MedievalMonday ~ Judith Sterling

Huzzah, Medieval Romance Lovers! Welcome to another Medieval Monday. My guest today is Judith Sterling. Judith’s love of history and passion for the paranormal infuse everything she writes. Her favorite themes include true love, destiny, healing, redemption, and finding the hidden magic which exists all around us. She loves to share that magic with readers and whisk them far away from their troubles, particularly to locations in the British Isles. Today she shares with us a snippet from her Medieval Romance, Shadow of the Swan.

Dominy’s hateful voice defiled the morning air. “Did a young lady in a gray tunic and short veil pass this way?”

She held her breath.

The older of her conspirators answered. “I saw no one matching that description. Guy?”

“Sir Robert speaks true. We saw no one.”

“You must have! She has long, brown hair and golden eyes. Even with the veil, you’d notice her.”

“I’m afraid we didn’t.” ’Twas the knight again. He sounded downright casual. “She sounds lovely, though. Someone close to you?”

The archdeacon hesitated. “No. Not close. She’s a postulant at St. Bartholomew’s.”

“Ah. Then perhaps you’ll find her there. Good morrow to you, Archdeacon.”

“Good morrow.” Dominy scuffled off. The geese complained, then fell silent.

Leave a comment for a chance to win a signed print copy of Shadow of the Swan, and follow along next week by visiting Sherry Ewing.

For more information on Judith and her books, click here.

BLURB: Lady Constance de Bret was determined to be a nun, until shadows from the past eclipsed her present. Marriage is the safest option, but she insists on a spiritual union, in which physical intimacy is forbidden. Not so easy with a bridegroom who wields unparalleled charm! But a long-buried secret could taint his affection and cloak her in shadow forever.

Back from the Crusades, Sir Robert le Donjon craves a home of his own and children to inherit it. From the moment he meets Constance, he feels a mysterious bond between them. When she’s threatened, he vows to protect her and agrees to the spiritual marriage, with the hope of one day persuading her to enjoy a “real” one. She captivates him but opens old wounds and challenges everything he thought he believed.

Two souls in need of healing. Two hearts destined to beat as one.


#MedievalMonday ~ Lane McFarland

Huzzah, Medieval Romance Lovers! Today’s excerpt comes from Lane McFarland. Lane started out as an accountant in line with the rest of the corporate echelons struggling up the proverbial ladder, but soon realized the long nights and numerous weekends of closing books and reporting financial results no longer appealed. She needed a release and found that with her face buried in historical romance books, she could escape to worlds of intrigue with timeless love and happily-ever-after endings. Today, she writes her own books with spirited heroines and to-die-for-heroes and the romantic love stories between them. Read on for an excerpt from her #MedievalRomance, To Support A King.

A man stepped from the path.

Pulse pounding, she froze.

He advanced into the clearing. It was Laird MacAndrew. Relief poured over her. She would recognize the strapping man anywhere.

Follow along next week on Sherry Ewing’s blog at https://sherryewing.com/blog/, and  leave a comment for a chance to win an ebook of To Support A King.

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BlurbPlagued by atrocities he committed against innocent victims while pursuing his father’s killers, Laird Mangus MacAndrew pledged to defend and provide for his clan. But his leadership is tested when two of his ships are attacked and his crews massacred. Desperate to fulfill his obligation to protect the clan, Mangus agrees to help reinstate The Turnberry Bond. His mission—garner support for the Bruce and avenge the deaths of his men.

The MacAndrew clan provides Catriona Butler something her Irish home could not, a safe haven. But when she receives a missive her brother is imprisoned and will be executed unless acceptable éraic can be obtained, she must return to her homeland. Mangus agrees to take Catriona to Ireland and vows she will not become a distraction, but he longs to be near her. Catriona witnesses Mangus’s fierce anger and grows distrustful. After a life of suffering her father’s vicious temper, she is skeptical of anyone with a penchant for violence. She attempts to keep her distance, but her traitorous heart pulls her in Mangus’s direction.

With the fate of the kingdom on his shoulders, will Mangus reunite the men of The Turnberry Bond? Can he pursue vengeance against his enemies without taking more innocent lives? And can Catriona free her brother and grow to trust Mangus, staying true to her heart?        


#MedievalMonday ~ The #Vikings

Huzzah, Medieval Romance Lovers! My hiatus from Medieval Monday is over. Join me over the next several weeks for a parade of #knights from some the hottest Medieval Romance writers on the market.  Each week you’ll get a snippet from a different author. If you like it, you can follow along to get the full sample and perhaps discover someone new. I am honored to be part of this group. Today I’ll be kicking things off with an introduction to (or perhaps re-acquaintance of) my saga of Frankish invaders from the north: The Vikings of Normandy.


Scarred and unseemly, Brondulf Adilson becomes enraged at the first sign of scorn…or pity. He has struck terror into his enemies for as long as he can remember, as well as the women who share his bed. His friend Wulf finds it testing to support—and satisfy—two women and entreats Bron to take one of them off his hands. Now Bron finds himself saddled with a beauty who may just steal his heart.

For more information on Bambi and her books, click here.  Follow along next week by visiting Lane McFarland. 

BLURB: Five fierce invaders. Five innocent maids. One land to conquer.

When the Viking leader, Rollo, sets his sights on conquering Paris, he sends a band of his fiercest warriors to capture a stronghold to shelter the invaders through the winter. Collect all five episodes in one volume.

GUNNAR – Gunnar Sigurdsen finds an unguarded stronghold at the mouth of the Seine River is the perfect target. Oliana du Fossé waits helplessly for her brute of a husband to claim her.

WULF – Wulf contemplates his share of the spoils after capturing a stronghold in Francia, fat with treasure and slaves. Farin longs to escape her fate as bed slave to the most savage barbarian of them all.

BRON – Brondulf Adilson has struck terror into his enemies for as long as he can remember, as well as the women who share his bed. Now he finds himself saddled with a beauty who may just steal his heart.

THORLEIF – Thorleif Rolvsson has been captured by the enemy. The Queen of the Franks has needs. Will a single night of passion change his fate? Or will he dine with his sons in Valhalla?

MAGNUS – Magnus hasn’t the time or motivation to take a wife. Especially not one who will most likely try to slit his throat while he sleeps.

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#MedievalMonday ~ Bron (The #Vikings, Episode III)

Many of you know I teach 8th grade World History in my spare time. Well, today marks our final week before summer vacation, and I could not be more excited. Today I’m sharing an excerpt from Episode III in my erotic #Viking series. If you haven’t read the first two, never fear. These can stand alone, but they are so short, why miss one? All five episodes are now available for download. Here is an excerpt from Bron.

Bron yanked the door open. One look at the waif on his stoop sent a spear straight through his heart.

Dark hair framed a face that was swollen and tear-streaked. Even in the gloaming, he could see the redness of her cheeks. She was a pretty little thing. Skin as smooth as the waters of a still pond, lips full and lush, a mouth made for kissing and—other things. Her eyes widened when she caught sight of him, and she sucked in a gasp. Her bottom lip trembled.

Her reaction did not surprise him. Women had reacted similarly his whole life. Long before he was old enough to know the pleasures of women, a training accident had split his cheek open from the corner of his mouth all the way into his hair, which he kept shorn close to his scalp to show off the markings etched there. His face had been marred with the jagged scar so off-putting, his first maid had kept her eyes firmly closed while he did his business, then hurried away afterwards without looking back. Numerous battles had left him with more scars until his visage was enough to frighten children as if he were a troll.

It would certainly strike terror in such a wisp of a girl.

“Well, do not just stand there,” Bron said. He reached out and, taking her by the arm, pulled her across the threshold.

She stood in the center of his house, trembling, which both irritated and melted him at the same time. Irritated because he had done nothing to make her fear him. Melted him because—well, how was he to know why? It just did.

“Do not be afraid, girl. I will not hurt you. As long as you do what you are told, everything will be fine.”

“And if I do not?”

The strength and conviction in her voice surprised him, that she would show such courage in the face of the unknown. Despite her display, she flinched when he raised his arm toward the door. “You are free to leave whenever you want,” he said.

They stood there, staring each other down.

Soon she began to fidget under his scrutiny. “I have nowhere else to go,” she mumbled.

Bron nodded. “As I thought,” he said. “Now come.” He sat on the edge of his bed, pulled his shert over his head, and began to remove his boots. “Take off your clothes and let me see what I have gotten myself into.”

Check  back next week for an excerpt from Episode IV, Thorleif.

BLURB:  After escaping the brutal tyrant who holds her under his boot, Leda’s newfound hope is shattered to discover her safe-haven to be nothing more than a den of brutal Norsemen, intent on conquering all of Francia and claiming its riches for their own. When she is offered as a bed slave to the fiercest Viking of them all, she despairs to realize freedom comes at a price.

Brondulf Adilson has struck terror into his enemies for as long as he can remember, as well as the women who share his bed. Shunned for his frightful appearance, he doesn’t expect compliance from his new thrall and is resigned to forcing her to his will.

But he finds himself saddled with a beauty who may just steal his heart.

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#MedievalMonday ~ Wulf (The #Vikings, Episode II)

Skål, gods and goddesses! Today’s Medieval Monday excerpt comes from Episode II in the Vikings of Normandy series. I’ve found the need to add a disclaimer here. These stories are full of detailed #sex scenes that feature bondage, male domination, spanking, and other things you might expect from a group renowned for raping and pillaging. If these topics make you uncomfortable, please do not buy this book. Not sure? Read on for an excerpt from Wulf.

Wulf was sitting in the hall with Harald when Arik sauntered in pulling his new thrall behind him. She was a beauty, that one. Despite recent trials, her face glowed against the framework of silky-looking hair, the color of rich earth, that fell in a thick mass to her waist. Freckles dotted her nose. She had full, red lips that begged kissing, and by the gods, Wulf wanted to oblige.

There were many women available from which to choose. Unlike the cold north, the weather here was temperate, even in winter. The soil was fertile and would yield an abundance of crops. They would do well to remain here beyond winter.

Not one to keep a thrall, Wulf had considered taking a wife for himself. He watched Arik and his slave, Farin approach. Full, ripe breasts filled the thin smock she wore, threatening to spill over the neckline. His c**k twitched at the outline of pert nipples straining against the material. He bit his tongue to keep his mouth from slacking open. It wasn’t like him to be so affected by a woman.

Especially one that belonged to another.

Check  back next week for an excerpt from Episode III, Bron.

BLURB: When her village is overrun by vicious barbarians from the north, Farin becomes a bed slave to the most savage of them all. Will her growing affection for her master’s friend get in the way of the revenge she has planned?

After losing his wife and infant son, Wulf let his friends convince him to give up the life of a simple farmer and become a raider under the leadership of Gunnar Sigurdsen. Now they’ve captured a stronghold in Francia, fat with treasure and slaves.

One slave in particular, a haunting image of Wulf’s wife, threatens to drive a wedge between him and his friend, a breech he cannot afford.


#MedievalMonday ~ Gunnar (The #Vikings, Episode I)

May has arrived in the forest, gods and goddesses. Now if only the temperature would warm up, right? I hope you are enjoying nature wherever you live. While our Medieval Monday hop is on hiatus, I thought I’d share my Viking series with you. While these short stories are set in the Middle Ages, they are quite a bit different from my paranormal romances. There are no paranormal elements in these stories and the plot revolves mostly around…..shhhh…..sex. Lots of it! And it’s really spicy!!! So if you don’t like erotic romance filled with bondage, spanking, and dominant males, DO NOT BUY THIS BOOK. (If you do like such stories, good news: there are 5 episodes in this series.) Here is an excerpt from Episode I, Gunnar.

Gunnar stopped at the top of the stairs and took a deep breath. Why did these Franks insist on putting the lord’s chamber at the top of the tallest tower? Could he not be just as comfortable in a luxuriously furnished room at ground level?

There was only one door on this landing. A massive rough-hewn portal with iron rivets and bands near the top and bottom. He wished he had dragged one of the women from the hall and had her fetch that bath.

Resigned to go to bed dirty, he pushed open the door.

Hanging from a hook in the ceiling was a woman, her tiny feet barely touching the floor. Her arms were suspended over her head, bound at the writs by a rope that was connected to the hook. Her thick, blonde hair hung down her back. A blindfold covered her eyes.

Except for her shoes and knee-high stockings, she was completely naked.

Check  back next week for an excerpt from Episode II, Wulf.

BLURB: Gunnar Sigurdsen needs a place for his band of Norsemen to hold up for the winter. An unguarded stronghold at the mouth of the Seine River is the perfect target.

Oliana du Fossé waits helplessly for her brute of a husband to claim her. She doesn’t realize she is being seduced by an invader from the north until it is too late.

Will Gunnar and Oliana set aside their differences long enough to create a safe haven that just might last longer than a season?