Book 4 in The Norsemen Sagas, Norseman's Gift, is available everywhere now! For a limited time, you can get it for only .99!
Get caught up in this steamy love story set in 9th Century Scandinavia, a tale of two people who don't know who to trust, yet share a passion that threatens the very foundations of their lives. Katrin is a Seeress, the gifts of prophecy and empathy bestowed upon her by the gods – with one stipulation: She must remain pure and innocent of men. Yet, she has been plagues by dreams of a handsome warrior, raising questions about her future. When she comes face to face with her Dream Man, doubts are raised about her entire life.
Hradi, a man unable to trust because of a past betrayal, wants Katrin, almost from the first moment he sees her. Her purity fascinates him and despite the obstacles she has placed in his path, he is determined to have her. Despite his many doubts, he agrees to her terms, confident in her innocence is real. Or is it? Others conspire in secret, making Hradi wonder if he was wrong in trusting the young Seeress.
Read more here and enjoy an excerpt below:
* Is he a threat to the power given to her by the gods – or a threat to her heart? *
Having spent almost all her life under the careful tutelage of the Seeress who has raised and trained her, Katrín anticipates her day of freedom, when she becomes a full Seeress in her own right. Not only does she possess skills as Völva, a wand woman, but also as Spákona, a prophet woman who receives visions and messages from the gods. Katrín looks forward to building her own retinue, with the hopes of bringing prosperity to many. Yet, as that day grows closer, doubts about her mistress arise and spur questions that demand answers.
Compounding her worries are the dreams where she is haunted by a virile warrior, one who inspires longing and desire. Katrín doesn't understand the meaning of these dreams, since the conditions for her to retain her powers require her to remain pure and innocent of men. When she comes face to face with her dream warrior, she is overcome by powerful, lust-inspiring visions.
Since being publicly betrayed, Hradi has despaired of ever finding a woman to trust. He is suspicious of the arrival of the Völur, the group of witches claiming to bring blessings from the gods. Because the young maiden faints at the sight of him, he is certain she fears him, even as he is drawn to her innocence.
Concerned Katrín's mistress intends harm, Hradi makes a deal that allows him time alone with the young witch, far from the watchful eye of her guardian, in the hopes of learning the truth of their intentions. Instead, he soon realizes the innocent Seeress understands him more than anyone else ever has and forces him to face the doubts that have plagued him for years.
Secrets threaten to destroy their fragile trust, and the hope they share for a possible future together. Will they discover the truth, before it's too late?
Features A Kinky Twist on History! love scenes, including bondage and spanking!
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Here's the promised excerpt of Norseman's Gift:
Hradi knew the instant the young flame-haired woman was about to fall and moved quickly to catch her before she tumbled into the river. Her slender body, while limp, was warm and soft against him. The sensation set off strange emotions, combined with several very familiar ones, though it had been some time since desire had sparked in his blood. He scooped her up and turned to his father, ensuring a somber expression to hide the sudden riot in his thoughts.
"To the great hall," Thorfinn said. He turned to the woman named Gunilla. "We have plenty of room for you and your girls. If you'd prefer something more private, we can discuss it after we tend to her."
Hradi let the way to the hall, noting the pale complexion, more striking against the red of her hair. Was she ill and would she spread the illness among the village? Hradi wondered if his father made the right decision inviting this Gunilla into their home.
"What do you think is wrong with her?" His brother Kori, strode up beside him.
"I don't know. I worry if she is ill, it will be devastating for Grindafell."
Kori nodded and placed a hand to the woman's forehead. "She doesn’t have a fever."
"No." Hradi strode quickly through the village and waited while Kori opened the doors to the hall. Aware of the others following, he brought her to the back, and placed her in his own bunk. A moment later, the silver haired Völva pushed past him and sat beside the fallen woman. Hradi resisted the urge to shove the woman aside. Instead, he stepped to the side of the bunk.
"Katrin, wake, my dear," Gunilla said.
The sound of the ill woman's name sent a jolt through Hradi, as if he had actually been struck by Odin's lightning. Why? Why did he feel such resentment to the witch who led the throng of girls?
"Come with me." Kori's grip on Hradi's upper arm drew his focus from the fragile girl. He followed his brother through the hall and outside.
"What has you so uptight?" he asked his older brother.
Kori continued to stride across the village square, to the forest beyond.
"Yo, brother, where are you going?" Hradi followed. Once they were out of sight of the village, Kori stopped.
"I didn't want to discuss this in front of Father yet, but I don't trust the Völva. Even so, the young one, there is something about her."
Hradi nodded. His own interest in the girl had taken root within him and he wanted to learn more about her and what had befallen her.
"What troubles you about the Seeress?"
Kori shrugged. "When I saw her… there is something familiar about her. I was reminded of a tale I heard at The Thing last summer."
Hradi recalled that story. "You think she might be in Grindafell to deceive or cheat us?"
"It's possible. Rumors said there was a witch who pitted clans against each other."
"How can such a woman do that?"
"By choosing those who are already share hostility for each other. A few whispered words, a spell cast to turn the gods from one to the other…"
"You believe such tales?"
Kori shrugged. "Perhaps. Maybe it is the sense I have seen her before, though I cannot say for sure that I have. I think the whispers are worth listening to. I think you can learn if those whispers might be true."
"How?" Even as he voiced the question, Hradi sensed what was coming.
"The girl. The way she looked at you..." Kori held Hradi's gaze. "I think you can use her obvious attraction to get her to trust you."
Hradi let out a bark of laughter. "Brother, you are a fool. She fainted in fear at the sight of me."
Kori's gripped Hradi's shoulder, squeezing. "Did you not see the look on her face just before? That wasn't fear. That was the look of a woman aroused. By you."
Hradi didn't know what to say; the sudden bolt of excitement made it feel as though Thor's thunder itself hammered through him. He had wanted the girl the moment his gaze landed upon her, but only realized the fact at that moment. That she might harbor similar feelings seemed too much to hope for.
"I see the idea intrigues you," said Kori.
Hradi grinned and nodded. "I will certainly enjoy earning her trust."
