#MedievalMonday ~ Mary Morgan

Greetings, gods and goddesses. I hope you are enjoying all the snippets on our Medieval Romance hop.  If you haven’t visited the other sites to follow along, you’re missing out. Be sure to click on the link underneath the excerpt to go to the next one and just keep going from there. Today my friend Mary Morgan is visiting the forest. Mary lives in California, with her own knight in shining armor. During her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return. The worlds she creates in her mind are coming to life within her stories. Today she shares with us an excerpt from her Medieval Romance, A Highland Moon Enchantment.

Ailsa gasped and looked at her father.

Bran narrowed his eyes. “Why are ye showing disrespect to our hosts?”

“I merely asked a question,” replied the man.

“I have already shared the knowledge with your chieftain as to why the king is not present,” interjected Angus. “But since ye have not had a chance to speak with him, I will tell ye. The king is traveling onward to Arbroath Abbey to oversee the continuation of the building. We sent a messenger to tell him of the troubles with King John’s men. We thought it best if he did not venture to Urquhart.”

Follow along next week on Ruth A. Casie’s blog: https://www.RuthACasie.blogspot.com and leave a comment for a chance to win a signed print copy of A HIGHLAND MOON ENCHANTMENT.

BLURBYou 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 ~ Ashley York

Greetings, gods and goddesses. At last spring is here. My guest today is the sensational Ashley York. Ashley writes historical romance full of passion and intrigue set in 11th and 12th century Ireland, Scotland, and England where life was wild and survival was never guaranteed. Whether it’s in the mysterious ring forts of Ireland, the Scottish Highlands, or the battle fields of Hastings, her characters fight hard and play hard. Good or evil, primary or secondary, they’ll yank at your emotions and make it hard to put her books down. Today she shares with us an excerpt from her Medieval Romance, Eyes of the Seer.

It was usually Joan who saw to such things for Marcán. He was shown this deference as a sign of his value to the clan. An unmarried warrior was usually seen to by the king’s wife, but until now Diarmuid had had no wife, and the late king’s wife, Beibhinn, chose to ignore him.

The thought of Astrid helping him in his bath stiffened his prick in an instant. Followed by the realization that it would not be a good idea to allow her to touch him. The simple act of assisting in his bath could be his undoing; he wanted her that much.

The mere thought of the scent of her hair, the feel of her hands, her bosom innocently pressing against him was enough to banish his exhaustion. He was painfully hard with need for her. Standing, he turned away from the opening door. He needed to get out of this, or she would finally learn just how besotted he was with her. And she would not be happy.

Follow along next week by visiting www.lanemcfarland.com. 

BLURBIn ancient Ireland, men and women take to the legends for answers. Different-colored eyes are the mark of a Seer, it is said, and those who can see the future are in league with the devil. They cannot be suffered to live.

He wishes to prove himself…
Marcán of Clonascara bears the bloodline of Brian Boru, the legendary high king, and his prowess as a warrior has earned him great respect. But he was born with different-colored eyes, and there are some who would have him suffer a Seer’s fate. His fiercest adversary is Beibhinn, mother to Diarmuid, his close friend and king, and Astrid, the woman who holds his heart. If Astrid ever showed him any interest, he would fight Beibhinn and any army to wed her.

She is desperate to escape…
Astrid is sick of her mother’s belittling, but her brother is in no hurry to see her married, so she decides to see to her own match-making. The man she approaches quickly reveals his lack of honor, but her overbearing mother pushes her to wed him anyway. When Astrid discovers Marcán’s love for her, she realizes that what she wants has been in front of her all along. True happiness awaits them, but only if they can put a stop to her mother’s plans.

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#MedievalMonday ~ Jenna Jaxon

Jenna Jaxon is back in the forest! Jenna has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager. A romantic herself, she has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise. She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own stories. Today she is sharing an excerpt from her Medieval Romance, Betrayal.

In the silence that ensued, he continued to stroke her face, her hair. He ran his hand down her arm, and she shivered. ’Twould be her choice, but he would do his best to help the decision along.

“And if I choose nay?” The whisper was so light he scarcely heard her.

He sighed and withdrew his hand. “Then we shall counterfeit the deed.”


“Aye, you must do exactly what I bid you do or say, no matter if you find it odd or…embarrassing, in order to make the courtiers believe we have consummated our marriage. Do you understand?”

Follow along next week by visiting Lane McFarland’s site at www.lanemcfarland.com

BLURB: After a night of passion with her betrothed, Sir Geoffrey Longford, Lady Alyse de Courcy is eagerly looking forward to her wedding. But when Geoffrey is forced to marry another, a heartbroken and possibly pregnant Alyse finds herself in her own private hell. She must either gamble with her reputation or marry someone she does not love.

A reputed connoisseur of women, Thomas, Lord Braeton, has dallied with many ladies of King Edward’s court, although he has favored none. However, as Geoffrey’s best friend, Thomas has sworn to serve and protect Alyse, an oath now sorely tested when he agrees to marry her—in name only—to guard her reputation. Yet, as they grow closer, and Thomas discovers Alyse’s sweet but spirited nature, he comes to desire a marriage in truth.

Can he overcome her memory of Geoffrey, or is Thomas doomed to burn with passion for a woman he can never possess?

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It’s #SexySaturday with the #Vikings ~ Gunnar

Many of you may not know that in addition to Paranormal Romance I also write Erotica. My super spicy stuff is set in the ancient world, mostly Vikings and Gladiators. I took them down for a little tune-up, and now they’re back! If you haven’t read them, and you’re not afraid of a little light bondage, the first in the 5-part series The Vikings of Normandy is available today.  Here is an excerpt from my Viking Erotica, 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.

Episode II, Wulf will be available in two weeks. You can pre-order a copy by clicking here.

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?

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#MedievalMonday ~ Laurel O’Donnell

I love St. Patrick’s Day. For me it signals the arrival of spring and the impending end of the school year. To celebrate, I’ve invited Laurel O’Donnell to join me. Laurel  lives in Illinois with her four cherished children, her beloved husband and her five cats. She finds precious time every day to escape into the medieval world and bring her characters to life in her writing. Today she is sharing a snippet from her Medieval Romance, A Knight with Grace.

She dropped her chin as if in confusion.
He stepped toward her. “Grace. I promised to see you safely to your father. I intend to honor that vow.”

Please join Laurel for the continuing excerpt next week at Lane MacFarland’s blog – http://lanemcfarland.com/

BLURB: Lady Grace Willoughby defies her father’s orders to marry Sir William de Tracy and escapes with a friend. She has no intention of wedding a cursed man, a man ostracized from the church, a man who would only doom any future children they might have to the fires of Hell.  She prays for a knight to rescue her.

Excommunicated and outcast for a horrible crime in his past, Sir William de Tracy searches for forgiveness. Marriage has never crossed his mind until Lord Willoughby commissions him to retrieve his fleeing daughter and honor the dying wish of his father by marrying Grace.

But things are not as they seem. And when an assassin tries to kill Grace, William must choose between his soul and the woman he has come to love. Can William and Grace overcome their past and find the redemption and love both are so desperately seeking?


#MedievalMonday ~ Ceci Giltenan

March has come to the forest with a roar. So cold! Especially after many days and nights in the 70s. At least we have hot romances to keep us warm. Today my guest is Ceci Giltenan. Ceci must agree, as she and her husband live in southwest Florida because she loves palm trees and believes any day that she doesn’t have to wear socks is a good day. Here is an excerpt from her Medieval Romance, A Wee Highland Predicament: A Duncurra Legacy Novel.

“Which raises the question, what’s a wee lassie from the Highlands doing in Edinburgh? Ye can’t be more than fifteen.”

“I’m eighteen,” she said, indignantly. “And I was there—at court—with my family.”

“And who is yer family?”

“I’m a MacLennan. Laird MacLennan is my brother by marriage. I’m Ailsa MacLennan. What clan are ye from, Lucas?”

Follow along next week on Lane MacFarland’s website: http://lanemcfarland.com/. Remember to leave a comment for a chance to win an e-copy of A Wee Highland Predicament or another e-book of your choice by Ceci Giltenan.

BLURBSometimes a bad boy can be a good man. 

Lucas Grant’s brother is going to be furious. Lucas was supposed to secure a betrothal with a wealthy heiress to save his clan from financial ruin. After meeting her, he cannot marry the detestable woman.

As he flees Edinburgh to escape her, he happens upon six men who are holding a lovely Highland lass captive. He can’t just leave her to whatever fate awaits, so he rescues her.

Well, perhaps rescue isn’t the right word…

When he learns the feisty lass he stumbled upon is Ailsa MacLennan, he sees another way to help his clan. He’s going to hold her for ransom.

But when she steals his heart, what will the ransom be?


#MedievalMonday ~ Jenni Fletcher

Well, gods and goddesses, the countdown to summer is on. At least I have some great Medieval Romances to keep my mind off the number of school days left and to make the days pass more quickly. Today my guest is visiting all the way from the other side of the world. Please welcome Jenni Fletcher. Jenni was born on the north coast of Scotland and now lives in Yorkshire, where she writes historical romance novels set in the Medieval and Victorian eras. She studied English at Cambridge and Hull Universities before starting to write stories of her own, combining her love of history and literature with a special emphasis on alpha males and feisty heroines. Today she shares an excerpt from her Medieval Romance, Besieged and Betrothed.

‘A commander shouldn’t surrender just to save themselves, isn’t that what you said?’ She jutted her chin out, though the flash of fear in her eyes gave her away. ‘Tell me something about my father.’

‘What?’ He blinked at the abrupt change of subject.

‘I need to know if I can trust you. You said that you were friends. Tell me something that proves it.’

‘You want me to prove that I’m trustworthy? I’m not the one who drugged your wine, my lady. Trust works both ways.’

‘I know, but…please.’

BLURB:  Ruthless warrior Lothar the Frank has laid siege to Castle Haword, but there’s a fiery redhead in his way—and she’s not backing down!

More tomboy than trembling maiden, Lady Juliana Danville would rather die than lose the castle. When she’s caught on opposite sides of a war, a marriage bargain is brokered to bring peace. But is blissful married life possible when Juliana has a dangerous secret hidden within the castle walls?

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