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September 21, 2020
Welcome to Day #8 of the blog tour for The Promise #HistoricalRomance #WW2 @KathleenHarrym1 @BritonandDane
The Promise
A World War II Historical Romance
By Kathleen Harryman and Lucy Marshall
How far would you go to keep a promise?
In the heat of battle, one man's promise to another will be tested.
September 1939
As Britain is gripped by the fear and uncertainty of war, Tom Armitage stands to gain the one thing that he never thought possible - his freedom.
Rosie Elliot sees her future crumbling to dust as Will Aarons leaves Whitby with Jimmy Chappell to fight in the war. As she begins work at The Turnstone Convalescent Home, Rosie finds something she thought she had lost. Friendship. But friendship soon turns to love. Can this new love replace Will?
This is not an ordinary love story.
It's a story of love, loss, courage, and honour.
Of promises that must be kept or risk losing everything you've ever held dear.
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September 20, 2020
Join #HistoricalFiction author, Andrew Boyce, as he shares the inspiration behind The Antonine Series #AncientRome @andrewboyceaut1
An Author’s Inspiration
By Andrew Boyce
My interest in the Romans started at a very young age. Being from Glasgow, Scotland, when driving along in my father's car as a child, we would see strange ditches, long straight roads and unexpected grassy mounds. We would come across roads called "Roman Road" and even see remains of a Roman bathhouse in Bearsden, Glasgow.
I would learn that these were features of the Roman Antonine Wall that ran across central Scotland and so the fascination with the Romans began! I began to visit museums that had Roman objects, such as the Hunterian Museum in Glasgow, seeing objects like Roman coins and Roman Milestones.
Two wonderful Roman memories from school come to mind. The first was a school activity where we each made our very own Roman helmet from cardboard, that the teacher then individually attached bright red crests to, for over thirty children! Thank you, Miss Weir! Secondly, there was a class school trip to a museum. A volunteer was asked for and one of my best friends was then equipped in the complete replica Roman uniform, armour, spear and sword. Hello, Stephen wherever you are now!
I find it amazing all the different countries in Europe, Asia and Africa that the Romans came to, each with their own remains today. Even now, new finds are still being made. You would think that we would know all there is to know about the Romans but this just isn't the case as there is still so much to be found.
Even at my Primary School, a few years before I attended, a school child had found some Roman coins in the playground field and handed them to the Headmaster. The Headmaster gave them to the museum and their descriptions were documented. Amazing! A child running about and sees the coins on the ground, having lay there for nearly 2,000 years, only recently disturbed when the field was ploughed in the construction of the school and its grounds.
Through the years, I would look out for any television documentaries of the Romans and would visit places with Roman connections. My two favourite so far are York and Chester. When visiting a Roman museum in Chester, I was busy looking at some Roman objects, when a door opened. I turned to see a Roman Centurion coming through the door in full armour and sword in arm. I thought this was part of the museum experience and that I was about to be marched into the Roman Army for the next hour. Fortunately, behind him came some school children and the whole group walked past me, the Centurion saying hello as they went by!
As well as this Roman interest, I found that I enjoyed reading and this included historical fiction from various time periods, such as Viking, Jacobite and you guessed it, Roman! There are too many great Roman Historical Fiction authors to mention and so I will mention just three - Harry Sidebottom, Ben Kane and Simon Scarrow - what wonderful works they have written.
I had an idea for a book and wondered if I could write it. I also wondered if I could then write more than one book and so all of this seemed impossible. However with the help of the latest modern technology, I have managed to reach into the past! Little by little, my book came together by writing on my smartphone, using the WPS package. I would write for a few minutes most days, usually at a quiet time, saving my spell-checked work as I went along. Before long, I had my first completed Novella and the next piece of technology rolled into play like a waiting Roman cart.
Yes, the next piece of technology was Kindle Direct Publishing Amazon (KDP Amazon). It really was very easy - I uploaded my completed smartphone book and then used their cover creator. I uploaded free Roman pictures, for example from Pixabay, then there it was, all written, spell checked, presented, published and ready to sell - "The Antonine Romans and The Golden Torque".
The second ("The Antonine Romans and The New King") and the third ("The Antonine Romans and The Redemption") have followed fairly quickly and I have now put all three together in a Compilation Book ("The Antonine Series Books 1 to 3). Again, with the miracle of modern technology, this has resulted in both ebooks and paperbacks.
I hope this description of how I managed to reach this point is helpful to people like me who had always wanted to write a book but did not know how. The technology nowadays can help make this happen and even helps with the next step - promotion!
Certainly signing up to Facebook groups and Twitter have helped to promote my work and I have found that promoting is more difficult than writing! Sometimes you can feel that you are over-promoting and accidentally step on good people's toes, on a merry go round dance, trying to sing out "Buy my book!". All I can do is to try to learn and adapt and then to get on with the writing again, which really is a great hobby.
And so there you have it! My story to date. An independent author who writes for enjoyment in their spare time, to sell on Amazon. Perhaps one day I may seek a book contract or a book contract may seek me. Enjoy reading, enjoy writing if you wish, but first of all - Go buy my ebooks or paperbacks! Seriously though, I think it is important to do things in life that you enjoy and for me, for now, that is The Romans.
The Antonine Romans and The Golden Torque
Jamis seeks revenge on the Romans for the death of his father. Nearing death, he is given a second chance & becomes a Translator for the Romans, seeking peace with the Scottish Tribes.
The Antonine Romans and The New King
Jamis becomes a Scottish King and his life is in the balance from the Romans.
The Antonine Romans and The Redemption
Jamis is torn between his Scottish and Roman life. Centurion Andronicus is also troubled. Both men try to find peace within themselves and with the enemy.
Excerpt
From:The Antonine Romans and The Golden Torque
Chapter 1.
Centurion Andronicus felt that he had become a little hunched due to his latest posting. This seemed to be confirmed by a cold gust of wind which went through his soul, causing his shoulders to curl inwards once again. Indeed the cold, wet weather of this north-west frontier of the Roman Empire was enough to shorten any man's height, he thought, even a man of ten years service, such as he was.
This section of the Antonine Wall was built two summers ago in 142AD after various battles between the Romans and Caledonians and since then there had been only a few skirmishes in this area of Western Caledonia. Centurion Andronicus had arrived here three weeks ago and soon was the most senior soldier here, as the senior officers had been called away on secret orders. He wondered if there could be any trouble while they were away, as the scouts had reported that there was much discussions going on in the nearby settlements about growing anger of being ruled by Rome.
His one comfort was the Balmuildy Fort baths and as he went through the doorway, his shoulders uncurled with the instant heat. He nodded to his second in charge Optio Scrivinus, then eyed the jug of warm wine in the corner. At last he could have a few moments peace and after pouring himself a generous amount, he made his way to sit by Scrivinus.
Optio Scrivinus was a good man, a grizzled veteran of nearly twenty five years service, compared to Centurion Andronicus's ten years. He had wondered about retirement but he had served with this Centurion for ten years and they worked well together, all of which seemed better than hanging about the village he came from, on the edge of Rome.
Optio Scrivinus clenched his first. "This bloody Javelin Report is making me mad! How am I to reach a figure of how many javelins we have when half the unit is spread out across the length of this freezing country!"
"I don't know. But you usually find a way. Just make sure we're not all standing here with nothing in our hands the next time these hairy barbarians decide to attack." Centurion Andronicus drank some of the warm wine, then continued. "Bloody country! I wish I was retiring!"
"Don't wish your life away. I'm not so sure I want to finish up." said the Optio putting down his waxed tablet. "Besides, who else could you trust to do all your bloody administration!" Both men laughed and they started drinking more of the warm wine. They had tasted better in their time, but this would do for now.
Outside the bath house, Legionary Nastin walked past in his duty patrol around the perimeter of the camp. Hearing the laughing from inside, he sneered. He hated the Centurion and his Optio, the sooner they were gone, the better.
"Do you think there will be any trouble, Scrivinus?" Scrivinus thought for a moment. "If our leaders can't get an agreement with the locals, then yes. And if our leaders are not back here in time, you know very well who is going to have to deal with it all?"
"Us." Andronicus drained his cup. "That's more of a problem than your Javelin report." Andronicus let the heat take over his body for a final few moments. "I had better take one last look out over the parapet tonight, to sort out the next watch and to see how things look with my own eyes. Leave that bloody Javelin report for now. I've got a feeling that might be the least of our worries."
As Andronicus stepped out of the bathhouse, he expected the cold wind to make its presence with him once again. To his surprise, the weather had calmed and he made his way up to the parapet. At the top he looked out onto the open fields of grass and the edges of the forests beyond. He put on his helmet as it was not unknown for a soldier to be killed by a single, unexpected arrow, thumping into flesh, ending the silence and ending a life.
He thought he saw someone move by the trees and his eyes fixed, staring intently for the merest movement. His pulse quickened. But no further movement came and so he turned his attention to the changing of the guards, with the next watch due to begin.
Jamis stood by the edge of the trees. Although it was the dead of night, the moon in the clouds picked out the fort ahead. He watched a soldier on the palisade put on his helmet and he continued watching as the soldier looked out towards him. For a moment, Jamis wondered if the soldier had seen him, as if he was staring straight at him and he tried to stay as still as possible. After what seemed an age, the soldier turned and walked away and Jamis felt a great wave of relief.
His relief was short-lived as his thoughts turned back to two summers ago when a raiding party of Romans killed almost everyone in his village, whilst he was with friends in another nearby settlement. The dead included his father who was the tribal leader, devoted to his family and tribe, brave in battle and in death. As a result, Jamis was the last of his family and the new tribal leader and he had moved with the remaining survivors to the last westward settlement several miles away, long past the forest.
Jamis wore the golden torque of tribal leader that once belonged to his father and which he had tucked away within his tunic for now, in case any light shone his position to the fort. He came to the edge of the trees tonight to try think out his plan. How could he obtain his revenge? How could he make sense of his life? As he touched the golden torque, he felt he was no closer to either of these questions.
Being a young fit man of seventeen, son of a tribal chief, this should have been the time of his life. He would have been enjoying the hunting parties where he and his friends, together with his elders, would set off in the early mornings with their dogs, looking for deer and wild boar.
At regular intervals they would stop and take time to eat and drink, which Jamis enjoyed almost as much as the hunt. They would laugh, sometimes until it hurt, ribbing each other about their hunting styles, fitness and appetites.
He thought back with fondness to the time a wild boar stood and stared at the circle of hunters, for what seemed like an age, but would only have been moments. Then the animal suddenly decided to make a run for it, heading straight towards Jamis. All the circle watched intently as Jamis drew back his spear and fired, the spear flying through the air, striking the boar above the eyes, braking its speed until it collapsed near his feet. Jamis looked round the rest of the circle, seeing the admiration on their faces at his hunting skill.
As Jamis took a final look at the fort in front of him, he thought about the circle of that wonderous hunting day. For many it would be their final hunt, the hunter turned to hunted, slain like the noble boar, in the end by Roman javelin and Roman sword.
Andrew Boyce
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September 18, 2020
Welcome to Day #10 of the blog tour for The Queen’s Devil (William Constable Spy Thriller, Book #3) by Paul Walker #TheQueensDevil #HistoricalFiction @PWalkerauthor @TheDebATL @LisaReadsBooks
The Queen’s Devil
(William Constable Spy Thriller, Book #3)
By Paul Walker
1583.
William Constable, recently married astrologer and mathematician, has settled into routine work as a physician when he is requested to attend two prisoners in the Tower of London. Both are accused of separate acts treason, but their backgrounds suggest there may be a connection.
Sir Francis Walsingham and Lord Burghley urge William to discover further intelligence from the prisoners while tending their injuries from torture.
The agent's investigations lead him to the French Embassy, which lies at the heart of a conspiracy which threatens the nation.
Through his enquiries, an unsuspecting William becomes entangled in a perilous web of politicking and religious fervour.
The threat comes from one the most powerful men in the English court – one referred to as the Queen’s Devil.
William faces a race against time to unpick these ties, climaxing in a daring raid on the Embassy.
We are stopping over on Madwoman in the Attic for a fabulous review.
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Our final stop of the tour is over on the brilliant All Things Tudor
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September 17, 2020
Welcome to Day #9 of the blog tour for The Queen’s Devil (William Constable Spy Thriller, Book #3) by Paul Walker #TheQueensDevil #HistoricalFiction @PWalkerauthor @wendyjdunn
The Queen’s Devil
(William Constable Spy Thriller, Book #3)
By Paul Walker
1583.
William Constable, recently married astrologer and mathematician, has settled into routine work as a physician when he is requested to attend two prisoners in the Tower of London. Both are accused of separate acts treason, but their backgrounds suggest there may be a connection.
Sir Francis Walsingham and Lord Burghley urge William to discover further intelligence from the prisoners while tending their injuries from torture.
The agent's investigations lead him to the French Embassy, which lies at the heart of a conspiracy which threatens the nation.
Through his enquiries, an unsuspecting William becomes entangled in a perilous web of politicking and religious fervour.
The threat comes from one the most powerful men in the English court – one referred to as the Queen’s Devil.
William faces a race against time to unpick these ties, climaxing in a daring raid on the Embassy.
Have a sneak-peek between the covers of The Queen's Devil over on Wendy J Dunn's Official Blog.
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September 16, 2020
Check out Carrie Hayes' fabulous book — Naked Truth or Equality, the Forbidden Fruit #HistoricalFiction
Naked Truthor Equality, the Forbidden FruitBy Carrie Hayes
From Washington Heights to Washington D.C. comes a true American Herstory. Filled with intrigue, lust, and betrayal, this is the fight for sexual equality.
1868, on the eve of the Gilded Age: Spiritualist TENNESSEE CLAFLIN is smart, sexy, and sometimes clairvoyant. But it’s her sister, VICTORIA WOODHULL, who is going to make history as the first woman to run for President of the United States.
It starts with the seduction of the richest man in America. Next, they'll take New York City and the suffragist movement by storm, because together, Tennessee and Victoria are a force of nature. Boldly ambitious, they stop at nothing, brushing shoulders with Harriet Beecher Stowe and Susan B. Anthony, using enough chutzpah to make a lady blush.
That is, until their backstabbing family takes them to court, and their carefully spun lives unravel, out in public and in the press.
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★★★★★
Highly Recommended
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Carrie Hayes
Carrie Hayes was born in New York City. She comes to writing as a result of the joy and passion derived from being a lifelong, avid reader. Carrie resides in New Jersey with her family. Naked Truth is her first book.Connect with Carrie: Website • Amazon Author Page.
Welcome to Day #8 of the blog tour for The Queen’s Devil (William Constable Spy Thriller, Book #3) by Paul Walker #TheQueensDevil #HistoricalFiction @PWalkerauthor
The Queen’s Devil
(William Constable Spy Thriller, Book #3)
By Paul Walker
1583.
William Constable, recently married astrologer and mathematician, has settled into routine work as a physician when he is requested to attend two prisoners in the Tower of London. Both are accused of separate acts treason, but their backgrounds suggest there may be a connection.
Sir Francis Walsingham and Lord Burghley urge William to discover further intelligence from the prisoners while tending their injuries from torture.
The agent's investigations lead him to the French Embassy, which lies at the heart of a conspiracy which threatens the nation.
Through his enquiries, an unsuspecting William becomes entangled in a perilous web of politicking and religious fervour.
The threat comes from one the most powerful men in the English court – one referred to as the Queen’s Devil.
William faces a race against time to unpick these ties, climaxing in a daring raid on the Embassy.
Check out this fabulous review of The Queen's Devil over on Jenny Knipfer's Official Blog.
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There is also a chance to have a sneak-peek between the covers of The Queen's Devil over on Let the words shine...
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Welcome to Day #5 of the blog tour for Drake: Tudor Corsair #HistoricalFiction #SirFrancisDrake #CoffeePotBookClub @tonyriches @CraftygasheadZo
Drake - Tudor Corsair
(The Elizabethan Series Book 1)
By Tony Riches
1564
Devon sailor Francis Drake sets out on a journey of adventure.
Drake learns of routes used to transport Spanish silver and gold, and risks his life in an audacious plan to steal a fortune.
Queen Elizabeth is intrigued by Drake and secretly encourages his piracy. Her unlikely champion becomes a national hero, sailing around the world in the Golden Hind and attacking the Spanish fleet.
King Philip of Spain has enough of Drake’s plunder and orders an armada to threaten the future of England.
Today, we are stopping over on
Zoe's Art, Craft and Life for a fabulous review.
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September 15, 2020
Have a sneak-peak between the covers of Meredith Allard's fabulous book — Her Dear and Loving Husband #Paranormal @MeredithAllard
Her Dear and Loving Husband
By Meredith Allard
How long would you wait for the one you loved?
Professor James Wentworth has a paranormal secret. He lives quietly in Salem, Massachusetts, making few ties with anyone. One night his private world is turned upside down when he meets Sarah Alexander, a dead ringer for his wife, Elizabeth. Though it has been years since Elizabeth’s death, James cannot move on.
Sarah also has a secret. She is haunted by nightmares, and every night she is awakened by terrifying visions of hangings, being arrested, and dying in jail–scenes from the Salem Witch Trials in 1692. As James comes to terms with his feelings for Sarah, he must also dodge accusations from a reporter desperate to prove that James is not who, or what, he seems to be. Soon James and Sarah discover a mystery that may bind them in ways they never imagined. Will James make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Sarah and prevent a new hunt from bringing hysteria to Salem again?
Part romance, part historical fiction, part paranormal fantasy, Her Dear & Loving Husband is a story for anyone who believes that true love never dies.
Praise for Her Dear and Loving Husband
“James Wentworth and Sarah Alexander both have secrets they are keeping from the world. But pressures from around them and past regrets put the world on their shoulders to settle themselves, perhaps find romance, and prevent the horrors of the seventeenth century from returning to Salem. Her Dear & Loving Husband is a riveting thriller, highly recommended.”
Midwest Book Review
“Author Meredith Allard constructs an effective plot, weaving in and out of past and present lives, allowing words and phrases to haunt you until the whole mystery behind the love story is revealed. Allard’s characters are also well rounded, revealing rich aspects of joy, anguish, compassion, fear and humor.”
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Excerpt
When the front door swung open it creaked and startled her. Though it was dark, Sarah saw a man standing skeleton-still in the shadows. He stared at her, his mouth open as if he were trying to speak though he stayed mute. She tried to make herself disappear behind the oak tree, not wishing to disturb anyone, afraid she had been trespassing. She decided she needed to say something to break the awkward silence.
“I’m sorry. I just wanted to look at the house.”
She began to shiver, not from the nip of the autumn air, but from the feeling that she recognized him. But how could she know someone she hadn’t seen before? What was she supposed to say to him—“Haven’t I seen you somewhere before?” It was such a bad pick-up line. She couldn’t explain why she thought the man or his house looked familiar, so she decided it would be best if she went home.
“Excuse me,” she said. “I can see I’ve disturbed you. I’ll leave.”
As she turned toward the road she felt his hand on her arm. She didn’t expect him to get to her so quickly from where he stood, and she didn’t understand why he had to grip her so tightly. Finally, she could see him in the slim strings of moonlight, his blond hair, his handsome face. He was intense, needing something, wanting something, but she was afraid to guess what that might be.
He touched his hand to her cheek. “Lizzie. My Lizzie,” he said.
“You’ve come home to me.” When Sarah stepped back he moved toward her, closing the space between them. “It’s all right, Elizabeth. Everything is all right now. You’re home.”
“My name is Sarah.”
He didn’t seem to hear her. He kept his hand to her cheek, his skin cool, she thought, like the water at night when she walked near the shore, not cold as much as unheated. He was so taken by staring at her that she thought he must recognize his mistake, but he stayed calm, like mistaking one person for another was something he did every night. As she stared at him she noticed his eyes. In the silver moonlight he looked too pale, but his eyes were darker than a tornado in the night ocean sky. He continued staring at her, intent, desperate, as if he were hoping to see something in her that could not be there. She wanted to run away and not look back, but something kept her there, watching him, curious about him. Drawn to him.
“Are you James Wentworth?” she asked, trying to spark some recognition in him. “Jennifer Mandel said she knows you from the college. We drove past your house and I thought it was interesting so I came back to look. Please, just let me go and I’ll leave.”
There was a flash of light in his stormy night eyes. He let go of her arm and stepped away. “Oh my God,” he said. “Yes, I am James Wentworth. I am so sorry.” He dropped his face into his hands.
“Oh my God,” he said again. When he lifted his head he seemed as if nothing strange had passed between them, like a completely different man—rational, composed, thoughtful.
“I can see I’ve frightened you,” James said. “Forgive me. I don’t know what came over me.” He walked closer to her, tentatively, as if he were afraid of scaring her again. He was inspecting her, searching her face, her hair, her hands. He leaned his face over her head, close to her hair, as if he smelled her. And then it started to rain.
“Will you come back?” he asked.
“Maybe.”
That seemed to be the safest answer. Sarah turned toward the road, and when she looked back he was already by his door, watching her. Some part of her wanted to go back to him, brush his hair from his eyes, ask if he was all right, he seemed so very spent and broken. Then she felt the pull of him, as if he reached inside her and found her innermost secrets, the best and the worst of her, and yet he was still there. There was something in him, some longing, and she scolded herself for wanting to stay and discover its meaning. She needed to be far away from him so she walked, faster and faster, trying not to slip and slide in the slick, wet street, away from the old house from her dreams.
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Meredith Allard
Meredith Allard is the author of the bestselling paranormal historical love story The Loving Husband Trilogy; Down Salem Way, the prequel to the Loving Husband Trilogy set during the Salem Witch Trials; the sweet Victorian romance When It Rained at Hembry Castle, named a best historical novel of 2016 by IndieReader; Victory Garden, a novel about World War I and the Woman's Suffrage Movement; and Woman of Stones, a novella of Biblical Jerusalem. She lives in Las Vegas, Nevada.
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Check out Mary Morgan's fabulous book — To Weave A Highland Tapestry (A Tale from the Order of the Dragon Knights) #HistoricalRomance #TimeTravel @m_morganauthor
To Weave A Highland Tapestry(A Tale from the Order of the Dragon Knights)By Mary Morgan
Patrick MacFhearguis, hardened by battles won and lost, desires what he can never have—peace within his heart and soul. Yet, the ever-meddling Fae weave a new journey for him to conquer—a task this Highlander is determined to resist.
When skilled weaver, Gwen Hywel, is commissioned to create a tapestry for the MacFhearguis clan she embraces the assignment. While seeking out ideas, she finds herself clutching the one thread that can alter the tapestry of her heart and life.
A man conflicted by past deeds. A woman with no family of her own. Is it possible for love to unravel an ancient past in order to claim two badly scarred hearts? Or will the light of hope be doused forever?
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★★★★★
Highly Recommended
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Award-winning Celtic paranormal and fantasy romance author, Mary Morgan, resides in Northern California with her own knight in shining armor. However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return.
Mary's passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. Inspired by her love for history and ancient Celtic mythology, her tales are filled with powerful warriors, brave women, magic, and romance. It wasn't until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling by writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories.
If you enjoy history, tortured heroes, and a wee bit of magic, then time-travel within the pages of her books.
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Welcome to the final stop on the blog tour of The Last King: England — The First Viking Age (The Ninth Century Book 1) #HistoricalFiction #GreatReads @coloursofunison4
The Last King: England: The First Viking Age
(The Ninth Century Book 1)
By M J Porter
They sent three hundred warriors to kill one man. It wasn’t enough.
Mercia lies broken but not beaten, her alliance with Wessex in tatters.
Coelwulf, a fierce and bloody warrior, hears whispers that Mercia has been betrayed from his home in the west. He fears no man, especially not the Vikings sent to hunt him down.
To discover the truth of the rumours he hears, Coelwulf must travel to the heart of Mercia, and what he finds there will determine the fate of Mercia, as well as his own.
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Candlelight Reading.
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