Welcome to Medieval Monday, a blog hop for those who love a medieval romance. Over the next weeks, 10 other medieval romance novelists and I will share snippets from one of our works. I haven’t been able to share snippets with these wonderful authors for a while, but I’m so glad I’m back!
Our theme for this session is Nature, and today I’m hosting Bambi Lynn’s Mask of the Highlander.
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, unaware of his demon heritage. Leaving her for dead, 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?
Can an ancient Celtic god find peace in the mortal world?
The Laird of Domhnul has returned from war a changed man—moreso than his wife 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, all while learning to manage the supernatural power flaring inside him and discovering a heritage he never imagined.
But when his father embroils both them in a deadly plot, can the couple find a way to prevent war between their clans?
“Is he not beautiful?” Demona asked squatting next to her.
“Are you trying to revive him?” she asked, deliberately avoiding the goddess’ question.
Demona shook her head. “It is I who put him to sleep. It is the only way I can keep my hands off him.”
Humph. “It did not seem to be working very well when I arrived,” Arduinna said. She laid her palm against the god’s cheek and tilted his face toward her. “He is lovely, but surely you could refrain, given the jealous nature of your husband.”
With a huff, Demona shoved to her feet. “Borvo is the reason I summoned you.” She began pacing, wringing her hands and peering into the trees as if she expected him to emerge from the forest any moment. “I took Ioeannan as my lover a few months ago.” She paused and gazed longingly at the god lying at their feet, then resumed her pacing. “Borvo found out and cursed him. I whisked him out of Celtia before Ankou could claim him.”
Thank you so much for sharing that excerpt, Bambi. Hopefully, I’ll be seeing everyone on Bambi’s blog today as well for my snippet from Time Enough to Love.
And see you next Monday for more excerpts on Medieval Monday.
The Time Enough to Love medieval romance series by Jenna Jaxon