Blurb
Men
devoting
themselves
to their
true love
through the
art of
courtly
love is
the
ultimate in
romance.
Hot
Highlanders
and Wild
Warriors is
filled with
wild
knights and
Scottish
warriors
whose
courage on
the
battlefield
is
outmatched
only by
their ardor
for their
ladyloves!
Readers
will
unleash
their
fantasies
of olden
days where
men wearing
heavy armor
or thick
tartans
sent a
spirited
young
maiden’s
(or lonely
widow’s)
heart
fluttering.
These
bravehearts
were prized
for their
physical
strength
and men
were judged
for their
fierce
loyalty and
unshakeable
honor.
Crusaders,
highlanders,
Normans and
Saxons,
tournament
fighters,
vikings,
and hunky
Mongols
astride
stallions
in search
of
adventure
and love
all
populate
the pages
of this
steamy
read.
Contents
After
the lady of the keep bars her gates to the barbarian the king
commands she wed, the half-Viking knight scales the walls of her
heart
“Wicked”
by Susannah Chapin
The
strong-willed daughter of a Scottish Laird learns it isn’t her
surrender her father’s most powerful but wounded warrior craves
“The
Keeper of the Keys” by Axa Lee
A
Briton queen learns to lay aside the household keys of her
responsibilities and ask her Saxon warlord husband for what she
craves
“The
Maiden’s Kiss” by Layla Chase
A
Viking warrior tempts fate and his own control when an Icelandic
maiden asks to be tutored in the art of kissing
“My
Loveliest Vision” by Renee Luke
Despite
a daunting affliction, the lady of the keep will protect her father’s
holdings from a resolute knight come to claim what he was promised
“The
Invasion of Nefyn” by Lizzie Ashworth
A
Briton woman risks rape and death at the hands of invading Saxons in
hopes of a visit from her warrior husband
“The
Promise of Memory” by Regina Kammer
A
Roman slave finds freedom in fantasies of a knight in the imperial
guard—a warrior who evokes memories of a long lost love
“On
My Honor” by Beatrix Ellroy
When
a wounded knight is offered sanctuary by a widowed healer, the
pleasure she also offers may strain his honor
“A
Hawk in Flight” by Connie Wilkins
The
Lady of Aragotsotn paid tribute to the Mongol conqueror to save her
people, but her falcon-fierce heart remains undefeated—though it
might be won
“To
Love a King’s Man” by Emma Jay
At
the Highland Games of 1589, a young widow risks all for a chance to
win the love of a bastard favored by the king
“The
Bodyguard” by Jacqueline Brocker
As
a ninja stalks through the palace corridors, the daughter of a
samurai lord is drawn to her wounded, pensive bodyguard
“Broken
Vows” by Anya Richards
A
marriage of convenience leads to most inconvenient desires and a
threat to one knight’s immortal soul
“Poetry
and Amber” by Axa Lee
A
mighty passion ignites along the Volga River between a Celtic witch
and the Rus king to whom she’s been traded
“The
Squire” by Cela Winter
While
traveling in France, a knight’s secretive new squire makes him
question everything he knows about himself
From
“Wicked” by Susannah Chapin:
Drawing
near, Isobell feasted on the taut lines of his belly, the thin line
of hair disappearing beneath the sheet, and lower to the angry
twisted scar bisecting his thigh from groin to knee.
Her
gasp was soft but not soft enough. In a motion so fast Isobell didn’t
have time to scream, Lachlan pinned her to the wall, his massive
forearm across her chest and a dirk at her throat. Panic gripped her
in its iron fist, her shallow breaths doing nothing to tame her
blackening vision.
He
was going to kill her.
As
quickly as the fury came, it receded, recognition dawning across
Lachlan’s steel-gray eyes. “Isobell?” His voice was ragged with
disuse. “Christ, what are ye doing here?”
She
swallowed hard as the dirk’s cool blade left her skin. Trembling
fingers flew to her neck, her elbow grazing his naked torso. Her
heartbeat pounded in her ears, and a sheen of cold sweat dotted her
face and chest.
There
was barely a hairbreadth between his naked body and hers. His
masculine scent wrapped around her, drowning her in desire.
She
gathered her nerve, squared her shoulders and peered up at him. “I’m
here to bring ye back.”
“Is
it yer da? Does he need me?” He reached to the side for his plaid
draped over a chair, ready in a heartbeat to serve her father. Never
a moment’s fear or doubt, just unshakable loyalty, bone-deep
bravery.
Isobell
reached to still his fingers with hers. “Nay, it isna my da.”
He
straightened, towering over her. Long and lean, built for power and
speed. A deadly combination of brains and brawn. Confusion knit his
brow. “Then why are ye here? Ye shouldna be sneaking around the
castle at night.”
Her
practiced speeches were tendrils of fog she couldn’t quite grasp
under his icy gaze. What had she planned to say? Use me in any way
necessary to feel alive again? What manner of idiot was she?
“Isobell.”
He touched her chin, tipping it until she met his eyes.
Something
dark and liquid pooled in her belly.
“I
think ye should leave now, lass,” he said, his voice tinged with
anger.
She
stiffened her back, grasped the fleeing strings of her frayed courage
and infused her tone with all the authority she could muster. “I
brought ye water and soap. There’s a clean shirt and food, too.
Wash up and I’ll change yer sheets.” She brushed past him and
stripped the sheets, the weight of his gaze on her.
Water
splashed in the basin just before he spoke. “Leave the sheets. I’ll
do the bed.”
“Nay.
Let me tend ye.” Isobell avoided his nakedness as she dumped the
dirty bedclothes outside the chamber door. She’d give him privacy.
For now.
“I
dinna need tending, lass,” he said, irritation in his curt words.
“I’m a grown man, ye ken?”
The
edge in his tone was sharp enough to sever her tender resolve, but
Isobell refused to bleed. “I’m not sure of that. It didna look
like ye were caring of yerself, sleeping in filth and refusing to
leave yer room.”
“And
what would ye know of it?” he spat.
“I
know ye lay in here, day and night. I know ye stopped riding, stopped
hunting. Ye pay the maids to bring yer food but won’t let them help
ye wash. Ye came back from battle a ghost of who ye were.” She
paused, her fingers bunching in the fresh sheets. “The most
frightening part is that ye were little more than a ghost when ye
left. Ye’re ashamed of yer leg, of yer limp, so ye push everyone
away. People talk about ye, Lachlan. They whisper things.”
The
heat of him pressed against her back. His warm breath caressed her
neck as he spoke low and deadly. “And what do they say about me,
sweet Bell? Tell me, so I can show ye how true it is.”
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About
the Editor
Delilah
Devlin is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of
erotica and erotic romance. She has published over a hundred thirty
erotic stories in multiple genres and lengths, and is published by
Atria/Strebor, Avon, Berkley, Black Lace, Cleis Press, Ellora’s
Cave, Harlequin Spice, HarperCollins: Mischief, Kensington, Montlake,
Running Press, and Samhain Publishing. In May 2014, she adds Grand
Central to her list of publishers when Her Only Desire releases!
Her
short stories have appeared in multiple Cleis Press collections,
including Lesbian Cowboys, Girl Crush,
Fairy Tale Lust, Lesbian
Lust, Passion, Lesbian Cops,
Dream Lover, Carnal Machines,
Best Erotic Romance (2012),
Suite Encounters, Girl Fever,
Girls Who Score, Duty
and Desire and Best Lesbian
Romance of 2013. For Cleis
Press, she edited 2011’s Girls Who Bite,
and 2012’s She Shifters and Cowboy
Lust. In 2013, she added Smokin’ Hot
Firemen and High Octane Heroes.
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7 comments:
Welcome to Beyond Romance, Delilah and the rest of the contributors. I loved this cover from the first time I saw it. Sounds like what's inside is just as delicious!
Thanks for hosting!
Some of the summaries are hilarious. Not sure I like the scottish accent writing though. I wonder if I would like this. Historical romances tend to get a bit too aggressive.
I love the cover. It's enticing. Thanks for the opportunity and giveaway!
Loved the excerpt, thank you.
Each of the stories sound good! Some new to me names listed! Thanks for sharing! :)
I'm intrigued by all the different story premises!
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