The Coast of Ireland 872
A.D.
Tomas was a Viking. An
accomplished warrior, a seasoned sailor and the son of Sjurd head of one of the
largest clans in his home of Norway. He’d many fine talents, most women could
attest to them in bed. He’d left Norway
on a long ship heading for the coast of a rich lush country called Ireland.
Shauna heard from others
along the coast about the invasions. Men, some said as tall as trees, came in
long boats, killing, raping and taking land that didn’t belong to them. Shauna
cringed; her beloved home was the next kingdom along the coast that was in
danger of attack by these marauders.
A beautiful, green-eyed black
haired beauty Shauna vowed to protect her home, only to fall prey to Tomas’s
handsome face and warrior body. At first he treats Shauna with indifference,
ignoring her beauty and punishing her for her disobedience. He keeps her a
prisoner in his bed his need for her insatiable. And still she refuses to
surrender herself to him completely, fighting him at every turn.
Tomas fights his need and his desire for Shauna
but succumbs to it every night. He burns for her, craves her, as no woman
before her. He surrenders to her will, falling deeply in love. Shauna’s love
for him flourishes and burns deep, promising him a love that is eternal, and
born of fire. It will be a fire that
will consume them both, and erupt into a deep and eternal love.
Love the sound of this one! I can't wait to read it. :)
ReplyDeleteAs soon as the Arc is ready Tina it's yours....
DeleteAwe, thanks, Suzzana!
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