99 Cent Wednesday for June 29th!
Every Wednesday, I bring you a great deal. A boxed set for only 99 cents. That’s a quarter a book, or sometimes, less! How can you beat that?
Today’s deal is
Contributing Authors
Nancy Morse
Anna Markland
Jill Hughey
Catherine Kean
Blurb
From the 9th to the early 20th century, from Paris under siege by Vikings to colonial Kenya, the stone’s legacy is inescapable. Those who inherit will be consumed by fire.
Dear Reader, You are embarking on an adventure that has been two years in the making. Hearts Aflame was the brainchild of 13 authors known collectively as Love Historicals. Four eventually participated in the final publication. For four busy, bestselling authors to collaborate successfully on creating brand new stories around a central theme is an achievement in itself, and we are proud of the result. We hope you come to love the Rowan family as you follow the history of their heirloom from the 9th to the 20th centuries. For more information about each individual author, you can visit the Love Historicals website at http://www.lovehistoricals.com
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Laurel O'Donnell - Medieval Romance Novels, Paranormal Romance Novels and Urban Fantasy
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“What do you want from me?”
Perhaps it was ridiculous, Ryen thought. Men never seemed to have a problem with taking what, Here's an excerpt from my novel, The Angel and the Prince - Enemies face off -
“What do you want from me?”
Perhaps it was ridiculous, Ryen thought. Men never seemed to have a problem with taking what, or who, they wanted. Maybe I’m making it more complicated than it should be. He is my prisoner.
She raised a hand to touch his thick mane. Bryce pulled back instantly. Ryen wrapped her fingers tightly in his hair, leaning into his strong chest. “You fear my touch?” she wondered in a soft whisper.
“Loathe is more like it,” he said.
She could feel the lie through his leggings and smiled. “Your body betrays you.”
“Step away from me, witch,” he snarled.
Ryen stood on the tips of her toes and pressed her lips against his. At first they were immovable, but suddenly they parted and the hot passion he was trying to hide was released. His tongue slipped into her mouth, warring with hers.
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