I'm
very excited to share the new cover for Warrior's Wrath, Book 3 in the Medieval
Warrior's Legends series – which has just become available for pre-order at several
e-book retailers.
Updated
and revised, Warrior's Wrath is set a few months after the end of Warrior's
Vengeance and tells the story of Marissa's brother, Rowan Langley. He learns he
is not who he thought he was, and betrayal leaves him bitter and angry. The
only thing keeping him from going on a murderous rampage is his friend and
fellow knight Gerard. Embarking on a quest for the truth, he soon encounters
Aeron Dawkyns, a young woman who has lost everything and is literally forced to
pickpocketing just to stay alive. Incurring a major debt to Rowan and Gerard,
Aeron at first fears as if she's fallen from the pan into the fire, but it
turns out to be exactly the opposite.
Here's
the exciting new cover:
And here's
where you can pre-order Warrior's Wrath:
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Caught
as a Thief, Her Penalty Rouses A Searing Passion
In 14th
century England, a long-kept secret devastates Rowan Langley. Anger sends him
on a quest for truth. He trusts no one, keeping others away, except fellow
knight Gerard.
Aeron
Dawkyns, fleeing Wales and a charge of murder, lives on the street, pickpocketing.
She steals Rowan's coin. Later, Rowan catches her attempting to steal his
horse. She has a choice – serve them both with her body, or be handed over to
be hanged. She chooses Rowan and Gerard.
Serving
an angry Rowan has dark pleasures Aeron learns to crave. She feels safe,
despite the knights' wicked games. When Rowan drags her back to Wales, she
fears that safety will be destroyed.
Rowan
learns Aeron's plight and vows to hunt down her enemies, promising to protect
and keep her. Yet he worries he's no better than her enemy. Still, he craves
his slave's touch, as much as he craves her heart.
Staying
with Rowan becomes Aeron's heart's desire – but could mean her death.
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"Gerard,
bring her."
Rowan's
voice came from the area of her shelter. Aeron raised her gaze to the knight
who now towered over her. He shrugged and grabbed hold of the rope trailing
from her bound hands.
She
didn't possess enough strength to fight against his pull and she suddenly stood
before her crude home, Rowan blocking the entrance.
"Tend
the fire, then join me. I'll need your help preparing her."
Preparing
her? What did the bastard mean to do to her? She stood straight, refusing to
show any sign of fear. But when he reached for her, she couldn't help
flinching. His fingers closed around her arm and he pulled her into the hut. He
yanked her cloak from her shoulders, leaving her clad in just the thin kirtle.
She only had two and prayed he would not ruin this one.
"Remove
the dress." He folded his arms.
The one
opening she had fashioned for a window let ample moonlight in, illuminating the
hut. She had a clear view of his stern features. She actually possessed the odd
thought he was pleasing to the eye, when he wasn't scowling. His dark eyes
missed nothing, and she had seen appreciation in them earlier when he looked at
her. He found her pleasing and mayhap there was a way to win his favor.
What
was she thinking? She had no desire to win this man's favor, handsome or not.
He was a barbaric knight who liked to beat women. Her only focus should be on
escaping him.
"Now!"
His
sharp order broke the silence and she jumped. Oh yes, she needed to remove her
clothes. She'd fought so hard to avoid rape and ruination. Her efforts had been
for naught. If she didn't give him willingly what he wanted, he would take it
by force. She had no desire to be raped. Mayhap if she pretended to like it, he
would be gentle with her.
As soon
as she thought it, she tossed the notion aside. He would never see her as more
than a murdering thief, so he would never take care with her.
"If
you continue to disobey my orders, I will punish you again."
"I'm
sorry. I... "She fell silent and realized with dismay she couldn't reach
the laces of her kirtle in the back. "I cannot untie the dress like
this."
He
rolled his eyes and moved his hand in a motion to indicate she should turn. She
did, too afraid to refuse and incur his wrath further. The feel of his hands
gently undoing the laces sent a strange shivery feeling along her spine, and
she found herself unable to suppress it completely. He must have noticed, for
he gave a hint of a chuckle. The heat in her body suddenly intensified.
The
kirtle now loosened, she kept her back to him and slid it off her shoulders.
The dress caught on her bound wrists. She heard rather than felt him near her
and untie the knots in the rope. The fabric fell to the ground, leaving her
bare in its wake.
"Turn
around. I want to see you."
She
hesitated another moment then turned. Rowan quickly wrapped the rope around her
wrists once more then stepped back, folding his arms while he studied her.
Aeron pressed her bound arms over her breasts. Rowan shook his head and reached
for the rope, pulling her minimal protection away. She shivered in the cold,
but that quickly vanished when she noted the heat and hunger in his eyes.
Moonlight illuminated his face and part of her wished the shadows hid his
expression.
He
wanted her.
She
knew that coveting look well. It usually repulsed her. Now, she oddly found
herself drawn to the desire she read in his stare. Her body even responded, a
slickness coating her sex. She was no fool and knew what that meant, but the
thought she might feel something akin to desire for this barbaric man who held
her captive alarmed her. She should resist and not admit to the eagerness that
suddenly swelled within.
He
tugged on the rope, his gaze moving over her nude form as he pulled her near.
When he halted her, she stood only inches away. The warmth of his body
enveloped her and she found herself held still by the intensity of his stare.
She had
no warning when his mouth came down on hers, seeking and demanding, his tongue
sliding along her lips. Too startled to think clearly, she opened her mouth,
letting him inside to taste her. Her knees trembled at the sensations coursing
through her, none she could name, but they made her feel as if she floated a
few inches above the ground. Warm hands gripping her shoulder jerked her back
to awareness, but it didn't last long and soon the heady sway of desire
captivated her once again. Calloused fingers slid along her neck, lower, until
he rested his hand just above her pounding heart. He drew away and gave her a
smile.
"Don't
fear, little thief."
She
swallowed twice to clear the lump in her throat. "How can I not? You beat
me, and now would take me, whether I wish it or not."
"Ere
long, you will be begging me for more."
A
movement behind her alerted her to Gerard's presence. Rowan looked up and gave
his friend a grin.
"Methinks
'twill be an enjoyable eve," the knight behind her said.
Rowan
nodded, then stepped away from her. "Remove my clothing."
Aeron
stared, uncomprehending, until Gerard gave her a little push toward Rowan.
Where had his fine cloak gone? She pushed the errant and useless thought aside
and reached for the ties at the neck of his tunic. He remained still, those
dark eyes fixed on her while she completed the task.
