Medieval Monday! Continuing the Journey with Lindsey
Continuing along with Lindsey by the brilliant Lane McFarland!
Forgot what the story was about? Here’s the blurb –
The Daughters of Alastair MacDougall Series
Set in late thirteenth century Scotland, this series tells the stories of Laird Alastair MacDougall’s four independent and oftentimes, headstrong daughters coming of age in a country fraught with war and feuds amongst rival clans. Follow his daughters as their lives become intertwined with four fierce, rebel highland warriors bent on eradicating the English soldiers from their homeland.
Lindsey
Who said life was fair? Certainly not Lindsey MacDougall. She rebels at a world dominated by men. Dressed in lad’s clothing, she manages her father’s stables, caring for, breeding and selling horses. Unwavering on performing her duty to the rebellion, Lindsey throws caution to the wind and secretly delivers missives behind enemy lines to the Scottish warriors.
Logan Ross uses his happy-go-lucky smile to warm the hearts of many willing lasses, but it also masks his pain—the pain of his birth. As a bastard son, he is unacceptable for any Laird’s daughter, including the spirited Lindsey MacDougall. However, she haunts his dreams. Determined to prove his worth, he throws himself into the middle of the rebellion, leading men into mortal danger.
After helping Logan escape from a brutal English dungeon, Lindsey fights her traitorous attraction to the virile highland warrior, vowing never to lose her heart to any man.
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Continuing from last week –
He snatched it from her fingers and rummaged through the contents, extracted clay jars and strips of cloth, then tossed them onto the crate. He’d not find any weapons; she’d concealed a single blade against her thigh.
“Careful!” Her head tilted toward the woven container. “Them salves is all I got to patch up the prisoners afore their trip.”
The man shoved the basket at her and grabbed a thick key ring off a rusty peg in the wall. He glanced over his shoulder at the gaming soldiers and barked, “Don’t start without me. I aim to win back my coin.”
The men laughed and returned to their sport, no longer concerned with Lindsey’s presence.
Follow along next week by checking out Barbara Bettis’s blog with excerpt #6 http://barbarabettis.blogspot.com/
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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.
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She could feel the lie through his leggings and smiled. “Your body betrays you.”
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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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