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Medieval Monday ~ and the winner is…

31 Monday Dec 2018

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Thanks to everyone who participated in our Medieval Monday hop! I sincerely appreciate everyone who left me comments. I’ve combined all the names and a random comment was generated as the winner of an eCopy of To Follow My Heart. And the winner is: Sherry Otis!

Congratulations Sherry! Please email me at Sherry@sherryewing.com so I can get your information in order to send you an eCopy of To Follow My Heart.

Be sure to follow my blog or on social media so you can keep up to date with Medieval Monday, First Kiss Friday, or when I have a new release. I sincerely appreciate everyone’s support and wish you a prosperous New Year!

Medieval Monday with Sherry Ewing & a giveaway~

24 Monday Dec 2018

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Welcome to the last post for this themes Medieval Monday and Merry Christmas. Because we’re ending our hop with my blog, I’m bending the snippet rule and bit and give you a whole excerpt from To Follow My Heart: The Knights of Berwyck: A Quest Through Time, Book Three. I hope Santa is good to everyone this year. Be sure to read to the end and leave me a comment to be in the running for an eBook of my novel. Happy reading and enjoy, my lovelies!

Excerpt:

Fletcher reached for a bowl and brought it forward for her inspection. He generally did not care for them, since they tended to be overcooked and eaten by the serfs. She crinkled her nose and it took everything on his part not to laugh. He did not wish to cause her insult. “Perchance, we must needs find you something else. What else could we tempt you with to please your palate?”

“Salad?”

Now it was his turn to be confused. He in no way knew what she was talking about. “My lady?”

“You know… greens… leafy food?” she asked before getting a crestfallen expression on her face as though all of Christendom thought her a fool. He continued to look at her, wondering if the bump on her head had addled her wits.

Afore he could respond, a servant came and brought another platter to place in front of Katherine. Said lady took some of what had been offered and motioned for the dish to be passed down the table. Jenna’s eyes lit up at what she espied, although Fletcher thought there was not much to be said for what should in truth be sent to the stables for his horse.

“You see,” she exclaimed in delight, “salad. Thanks, Katie!” She took a bite and sighed with such pleasure that Fletcher had to grin. She apparently saw him watching her and held the plate towards him. “I’m sorry, how rude of me. Would you like some?”

His hands automatically came up almost in horror. “Nay, I shall refrain, my lady.”

Jenna shrugged her shoulders. “More for me and Katie it seems,” she declared, passing the platter back towards Katherine.

He was not alone in his assessment of those leafy greensbeing good for one’s stomach, for even Riordan appeared appalled when he handed the platter to his wife. Katherine let out a muffled laugh, holding out her utensil to her husband. “You don’t know what you’re missing, hon, until you try it,” Katherine said, teasing him. “Come on, take a bite!”

“Nay, my love, I must decline, but, by all means, enjoy,” Riorden replied, shutting his mouth in a firm line whilst his wife moved the offending greens in front of him.

Feeling full, Fletcher at last sat back in his chair as the evening meal concluded and serfs began to busily clean the hall. The tables, which had been filled with garrison knights, had emptied of men ’til but a few remained in the hall. Dristan called to those at the high table to join him in his solar, allowing Fletcher to once more escort Jenna across the room and up the stairs. She halted once they reached only the second landing.

“Can we take a breather for a second? My head seems to be spinning,” Jenna asked with hopeful eyes.

“Aye, of course we can. You must needs take all the time you require,” Fletcher answered and watched as the rest of the party continued their climb to the next level of the keep.

“I’m sorry to be such a bother. You don’t need to stay. I can find my way in a few minutes, after I rest.”

“I will not hear of it, my lady. I must say your speech is passing strange and is sometimes hard for me to follow,” Fletcher said, holding her elbow to steady her.

Jenna looked up at him, searching his face. “And yours is very formal. Nobody speaks like that where I come from. It’s a shame really. I miss the days of old when…”

She paused. Her brows furrowed as though she were trying to remember something. “Is something amiss, Lady Jenna?”

“That’s just it… I was on the beach, wishing for the bygone days, and… well… now… here I am. It’s all very confusing,” she answered and put a shaking hand up to her forehead. “I really am here in the past, aren’t I?”

A smile lit his face. “From my perspective, you are in the present, and apparently Timefeels you need to be here.”

“Time… it seems too farfetched to be believed. I’ll pinch myself later because I’m sure I’m dreaming this whole damn thing.”

They continued their climb ’til they reached the floor housing his bed chamber, or rather hers, since she had taken up residence there. Somehow, he liked the idea of her resting in his bed, although where those thoughts came from he was not sure. He barely knew the woman.

“But you should get to know her…” Rolf’s voice came inside his head, giving him pause to search the corridor in front of them. There was no sign of the pesky ghost in order for Fletcher to berate him to mind his own business. Apparently, Rolf could also read the disturbing thoughts going on inside his head, since Fletcher now heard him laughing.

He witnessed Jenna sway, but he swore he could see a vague impression of a ghostly figure giving her a slight push in his direction. She stumbled forward, and Fletcher quickly pulled her to him. Startled, a gasp escaped her lips. Jenna placed her hands upon his chest and stared at him with wide eyes. Tingling sensations pulsed beneath his tunic where her palms were firmly resting on his torso. He knew he should let go of her, but instead, his own hands automatically went to her waist and stayed there. She did not move, not even one inch, and he watched her chest rise and fall almost as if she, too, was attempting to catch her breath. He knew there was no longer air in his own lungs. It had all but left him with her nearness.

To Follow My Heart:
The Knights of Berwyck, A Quest Through Time (Book 3)

Blurb:

Love is a leap. Sometimes you need to jump…

After a gut wrenching break up with her fiancé, Jenna Sinclair heads to the coast to do a little soul searching. To say everything is subject to change is putting it mildly. Her world is not only turned upside down, but pretty much torn asunder when she is pulled through a time gate on the beach beneath the Cliff House and transported more than eight hundred years into the past.

Fletcher Monroe, captain of the garrison knights at Berwyck Castle, has wasted too much time pining for a woman who will never be his. When he finally decides to move on with his life and focus on his duties, he is suddenly confronted with a woman who magically appears at his feet. This could either be the best thing that has ever happened to him or another cursed event in a string of many. He soon finds he is wildly attracted to her, but she’s scared to death of him ─ not a very encouraging beginning.

From the shores of California to twelfth century England and back again, Jenna and Fletcher must find a way to reconcile their two different worlds before Time forever tears them apart.

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Be sure to leave a comment below for a chance to win an eCopy of To Follow My Heart, The Knights of Berwyck, A Quest Through Time (Book 3).A winner will be randomly selected during the next week and announced Medieval Monday, December 31st.

Thanks to everyone who participated!

Catch last week’s excerpt here: http://barbarabettis.blogspot.co.uk

Medieval Monday with Barbara Bettis & a giveaway!

17 Monday Dec 2018

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We’re winding down on our theme for Medieval Monday. Please welcome my guest Barbara Bettis who is sharing her snippet from Silverhawk. Be sure to read to the end to learn about her giveaway. a winner will be chosen on December 31st. Happy reading and enjoy!

Excerpt:

The evening meal was well advanced by the time she arrived at table. Lord Osbert scowled. His eyes lingered on her face. With a glance at Garley, he grunted, then nodded at her. Emelin swore she detected a flash of pity.

“Sit. Eat.” For once, his rumble sounded almost kind. “You’ll need your strength.” He was certainly right about that. Barring a miracle or a war—could a war be a miracle?—she would wed this man old enough to be her father.


Blurb:

He’s everything a proper lady should never want; she’s everything a bastard mercenary can never have.

Sir Giles has come to England to kill his father, who seduced and betrayed his mother. First, however, he’ll seek sweet revenge—kidnap the old lord’s new betrothed. But when Giles uncovers a plot against King Richard, he faces a dilemma: take the lady or track the traitors. What’s a good mercenary to do? Both, of course.

Lady Emelin has had enough. Abandoned in a convent by her brother, she finally has a chance for home and family. Yet now she’s been abducted. Her kidnapper may be the image of her dream knight, but she won’t allow him to spoil this betrothal. Her only solution: escape

Rescuing the intrepid lady—while hunting traitors—is a challenge Giles couldn’t anticipate.  But the greatest challenge to Giles and Emelin is the fire blazing between them.

Buy Link: SILVERHAWK

Please leave a comment for the chance to win a copy of SILVERHAWK. And join me next week at my place for the last installment of Family Theme:  www.barbarabettis.blogspot.com 

If you would like to read last week’s installment, check out Judith Marshall’s blog: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/

Medieval Monday with Ashley York

10 Monday Dec 2018

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Today on Medieval Monday I’d like to welcome Ashley York and her excerpt from Daughter of the King. Happy reading, my lovelies, and enjoy!

Excerpt:

Brighit hesitated, not sure what the right answer should be. “I will protect it. As ye would.”

His expression relaxed into a broad smile. “And so much more.”

“And so much more.” She mimicked him back. Although she had no idea what he referred to, she was certain she would find out soon enough. The excitement was back in her belly, more intense even than the thought of slipping away tonight for a late-night adventure. That thought stirred the guilt she’d been trying to ignore.

Daughter of the king – book three in The Derbfine Series

A mistaken identity. A gruesome murder. The uniting of two powerful clans.

Trained as a warrior…

Brighit of Clonascra is the only daughter of the fearsome overking, Sean, but despises the trappings and demands of womanhood. She’s far more comfortable training for battle than preparing a meal. Long held alliances require she set aside selfish dreams and take Darragh as her husband. The union intended to promote peace between the clans is interrupted by the shocking murder of a neighboring king and she quickly discovers there are far worse things than being wed.

Trained to be king…

Darragh of Drogheda has no wish to follow in the path of his father, Tadhg, but he is an obedient son and supports his father’s plans. His marriage to Brighit, however, will be no hardship at all since he finds her most intriguing especially when she fights him at every turn. A she-warrior indeed. Her persistent dismissal of him merely blows the fire aflame and sets him down the path to discovery of all her most tightly held secrets.

When she stands accused of the murder, can they finally come to an agreement that will give them each what they truly desire?

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Medieval Monday with Elisabeth Hobbes

03 Monday Dec 2018

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Today on Medieval Monday, I’d like to welcome back Elisabeth Hobbes who is sharing a snippet from her novel A Wager for the Widow. Happy reading and enjoy!

Excerpt:

Will sighed. He had intended to keep his encounter with Lady Peyton to himself, but now the matter had arisen of its own accord. The wine had relaxed his mood enough that he had a sudden impulse to share his tale.

‘We have met before tonight, though not in the best circumstances,’ Will admitted, a wry smile crossing his face. ‘Today I nearly caused her to drown. I’m fortunate not to be packing my bags as we speak!’ He described the encounter on the ferry and his requests for a kiss. By the time he had finished his tale Rob was open mouthed in disbelief. Edmund’s face was twisted into an incredulous smile.

‘I swear, Edmund, if I had known she was your sister I would never have behaved in such a manner,’ Will insisted. ‘I intended no offence.’

Edmund swigged his wine with a careless shrug and raised an eyebrow. ‘None taken. The thought of my dear sister in such disarray has brightened up an otherwise tedious day. In all honesty I wish you had kissed her, Will. I wish anyone would, in fact.’


Blurb: “I suppose a kiss of gratitude is out of the question?”

Widowed Lady Eleanor Peyton has chosen a life of independence. Living alone on her rocky coastal outcrop, she’s cut herself off from the world of men—until William Rudhale saves her life and demands a kiss!

As steward to Lady Eleanor’s father, Will knows the desire he burns with is futile—but he’ll still wager he can claim Eleanor’s kiss by midwinter. Yet when the tide turns Will realizes vulnerable Eleanor is far too precious to gamble with. Can he win his lady before it’s too late?

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Amazon: viewbook.at/WagerforWidow

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-wager-for-the-widow-elisabeth-hobbes/1121093242?ean=9781460384640

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/a-wager-for-the-widow-mills-boon-historical-1

Mills & Boon: https://www.millsandboon.co.uk/p45341/a-wager-for-the-widow.htm


Is Will going to rise to the bait?  Read next week to find out on Mary Morgan’s blog. www.marymorganauthor.com

For the previous excerpt visit  https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/

Medieval Monday with guest Mary Morgan

26 Monday Nov 2018

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Today’s guest for Medieval Monday is my dear friend, Mary Morgan who is sharing an excerpt from her novel Dragon Knight’s Shield, Order of the Dragon Knights, Book 4. Happy reading and enjoy!

Excerpt:

Walking steadily along the wall, he opened the door to his chamber. Sniffing the air and hearing movement below and to the right, he bent down.

“So, I see Nell has sent ye to watch over me. Is it Cuchulainn?”

The dog gave a low growl.

“Are ye angry with me, as well?”

The dog let out a short bark.

Angus ruffled the dog’s fur. “I shall make good on my sour mood. Go fetch your mistress and tell her I need my horse and Deirdre’s, as well.”

Cuchulainn barked again and ran off.

Blurb:

Angus MacKay, leader of the Dragon Knights, failed his brothers and his clan upon the death of his sister. Now he must fight the darkness of despair tempting his soul. Back on Scottish soil, he comes face to face with Deirdre who can wield a sword as mightily as his warriors, and takes her captive. Yet, with each passing day, the fire dragon inside him roars to claim the one woman fate has destined for him.

Famed mystery writer, Deirdre Flanagan, is unprepared for the next chapter in her life. On a vacation to Scotland, she steps through the mists and enters into a skirmish alongside a Highlander. However, the fight has only begun, and now she must battle Angus as well as evil in order to claim the love of this Dragon Knight.

Will their love be powerful enough to shield them from danger, or burn them to ashes?

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Follow along on Cathy MacRae’s blog: https://www.cathymacraeauthor.com/bits-n-bobs-author-blog

Medieval Monday with guest Judith Sterling & a giveaway!

19 Monday Nov 2018

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Welcome to the third week of our Medieval Monday hop. Today’s guest is Judith Sterling who has an excerpt from Flight of the Raven (The Novels of Ravenwood, Book One). Enjoy!

Excerpt:

Robert came up beside him but spoke not a word.

William huffed.  “I said—”

“Save your commands for someone who’ll listen to them.  I have news, and I think you’ll want to hear it.”

“What news?”

“In the night, Erik spotted a lone rider beyond the fields.”

William turned to him.  “Whence came the rider?”

“Out of the Long Wood.  Headed north.”

“To Nihtscua?”

“ʼTis possible, but we’ll know more once Erik returns.  He followed the rider.”


Flight of the Raven (The Novels of Ravenwood, Book One)

How eager would the bridegroom be if he knew he could never bed the bride?

Lady Emma of Ravenwood Keep is prepared to give Sir William l’Orage land, wealth, and her hand in marriage.  But her virginity?  Not unless he loves her.  The curse that claimed her mother is clear:  unless a Ravenwood heir is conceived in love, the mother will die in childbirth.  Emma is determined to dodge the curse.  Then William arrives, brandishing raw sensuality which dares her to explore her own.

William the Storm isn’t a man to be gainsaid.  He’ll give her protection, loyalty, and as much tenderness as he can muster.  But malignant memories quell the mere thought of love.  To him, the curse is codswallop.  He plans a seduction to breach Emma’s fears and raze her objections.  What follows is a test of wills and an affirmation of the power of love.

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Audible https://www.audible.com/pd/Romance/Flight-of-the-Raven-Audiobook/B07D6VCGVH

Make sure to comment below for a chance to win a digital copy of Flight of the Raven (or if you already own a copy, your choice of another of Judith’s books).  A winner will be randomly chosen and announced on December 31.

Follow along next Monday on Elisabeth Hobbes’s blog: https://elisabethhobbes.co.uk/

Medieval Monday with guest Ruth Casie

12 Monday Nov 2018

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It’s week two for Medieval Monday and today’s guest is my friend Ruth Casie who is sharing an excerpt from The Guardian’s Witch. Happy reading and enjoy!

Excerpt:

He slapped Alex on the back and put his arm around him. At close look, there were heavy lines on his brother’s face and the laughter was gone from his voice. “What goes here? You gave us a fright. When we left, Mother and Father were in deep conversation with Edward.”

All his brothers now gathered around him. They stood behind him like an impenetrable wall. Just being with them gave him strength. “Jamie, these are my brothers Geoffrey, Bennett, Damian, Edwin, Fayne and Cameron.”

Alex waited while the Scotsman evaluated his brothers. He knew together the seven of them could be a bit intimidating. But nothing intimidated Jamie.


The Guardian’s Witch – Book 1 of the Stelton Legacy

Will he come in time or must she trust in her magic and risk exposure as a witch to save them both?

England, 1290

Lord Alex Stelton can’t resist a challenge, especially one with a prize like this: protect a castle on the Scottish border for a year, and it’s his. Desperate for land of his own, he’ll do anything to win the estate—even enter a proxy marriage to Lady Lisbeth Reynolds, the rumored witch who lives there.

Feared and scorned for her second sight, Lisbeth swore she’d never marry, but she is drawn to the handsome, confident Alex. She sees great love with him but fears what he would think of her gift and her visions of a traitor in their midst.

Despite his own vow never to fall in love, Alex can’t get the alluring Lisbeth out of his mind and is driven to protect her when attacks begin on the border. But as her visions of danger intensify, Lisbeth knows it is she who must protect him. Realizing they’ll secure their future only by facing the threat together, she must choose between keeping her magic a secret and losing the man she loves.

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The excerpt continues! Next week I’ll be here: Elisabeth Hobbes

You can catch last week’s excerpt here: Judith Sterling

Don’t forget, commenters each week will be entered into a drawing for a free digital copy of THE GUARDIAN’S WITCH.

Medieval Monday with guest Cathy MacRae

05 Monday Nov 2018

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Welcome back to our Medieval Monday blog hop! Over the next eight weeks, we’ll be sharing snippets from our stories so be sure to stay tuned and follow along. Please welcome this weeks guest, Cathy MacRae and a snippet from The Highlander’s Crusader Bride.

To attain an alliance between the MacLean and MacKern clans, Arbela has accepted Caelen’s proposal of marriage.

Excerpt:

Arbela rose to her feet and lifted her goblet. “May we be blessed with peace and a prosperous alliance.” She tilted her head to Caelen. “Orhnut’yunner.”

“Blessings,” her father replied, translating her Armenian salute, then took a sip of his wine.

“Orhnut’yunner.” Alex tossed the contents of his goblet back and a serving girl quickly refilled it. He stood and surveyed the crowd. “My sister is a woman of priceless value—and Caelen MacKern the most fortunate of men. May their union be a blessed one.” He gave Arbela a short bow. “Orhnut’yunner.”

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.

Buy Link:

Amazon: https://www.amzn.com/dp/B0762TL89Z

You can follow the excerpt to Elisabeth Hobbes’ website next week (Nov. 12) at https://elisabethhobbes.co.uk/  Commenters each week will be entered into a drawing for a free copy of her ebook, The Highlander’s Crusader Bride!

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