MEDIEVAL MONDAY: WELCOME RUTH A. CASIE AND HER EXCITING PIRATES OF BRITANNIA ENTRY, THE PIRATE’S JEWEL

Please give an enthusiastic welcome to USA Today bestselling author Ruth A. Casie. So glad you’re here today, Ruth. I just love your cover, as well as the book. This series is so good ! Let’s take a peek.

(You can check out today’s excerpt from my A Winter Knight over at Ruth’s blog: http://ruthacasie.blogspot.com)

BLURB:

Deception and family honor are at stake – so is her heart.

Wesley Reynolds will do anything to avenge his family’s banishment from Dundhragon Castle even throw in with the notorious pirate, MacAlpin. His plan, ruin Lord Ewan’s trading network. He has a more devious plan for his father’s ‘best friend,’ the man who abandoned them at the eleventh hour. He’ll ruin the man’s most precious jewel, his daughter Darla. Wesley’s so close to ruining the trade network and succeeding he can almost taste it, but revenge is not nearly as sweet as Darla’s kisses.

Darla Maxwell, beloved by her parents has no prospects of marriage. Her father and Lord Ewan search to find her the right husband. Darla’s special gifts are frightening to many. She has visions that often come true. The murky image of a man haunts her, she’s sure it’s Lord Ewan’s soon-to-be son-in-law, but the vision morphs when she meets Wesley. The meaning couldn’t be any clearer to her, her destiny lies with Wesley.

When revelations surface indicating Wesley has been deceived and his revenge misplaced. Will he find the truth of what really happened to his family in time to stop the pirates? Will Darla ever forgive him? Will he ever forgive himself?

EXCERPT:

Water that soaked through her makeshift canopy gathered above her and rained down on her, adding to her misery. She lifted her skirt, tucked her mantle close, but the water wicked through her clothes. Soaked and tired to the bone, she gave up trying to keep dry. Drained of any warmth, she shivered and waited for her ordeal to end.

Riding up and down the swelling sea, the rise and fall of the ship continued. The limited air in her space soured. Woozy, she needed fresh air but was trapped with no way out. With her head on her knees, she closed her eyes and prayed for the journey to end.

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07M81Y7HM

Did you miss excerpt five? Find it on Cathy’s blog https://www.cathymacraeauthor.com/bits-n-bobs-author-blog

Join Ruth next week for another excerpt on Ashley York’s blog https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog

Where to find all Medieval Monday authors:

Kelly Heckart: https://kelleysrealm.blogspot.com/

Bambi Lynn : https://bambilynnblog.wordpress.com

Mary Morgan:  https://www.marymorganauthor.com/blog

Sherry Ewing: https://www.SherryEwing.com/blog

 Ruth A Casie: http://ruthacasie.blogspot.co.uk

Judith Sterling: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/

 Cathy MacRae: https://www.cathymacraeauthor.com/bits-n-bobs-author-blog

Jenna Jaxon’: http://jennajaxon.wordpress.com

Ashley York: https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog

JUDITH STERLING CELEBRATES NEW BOOK AND 99 CENT SALE ON TWO OTHERS

Please welcome fellow Wild Rose Press author and friend, Judith Sterling, is here with her latest release, The Sword Unsheathed. This is Book three of the Guardians of Erin. And in celebration of the new book’s arrival, the first two titles in this wonderful YA series are on sale for only 99 cents! So be sure to keep reading for a peek at those two.

Blurb:

Ashling Donoghue is no closer to finding her parents than she was the night they disappeared. But hope returns as her brother Kian channels the Sword of Light, revealing past-life secrets and truths long suppressed.

The more she learns, the greater she fears the darkness that drowns the Netherworld also drives her. Is Aengus her true love, or is it Lorcan? Does her future wait in shadow or the light? One point is clear: the threads of her past-self are woven inextricably into the tapestry of her soul. An impossible choice looms before her, and all the while, evil is poised to strike.

Excerpt:

“Close your eyes, and don’t open them until I tell you.”

Nerves atwitter, I did as Aengus asked. A brief, subtle tingling sensation swept through my body as we slipped into the Otherworld.

A moment later, he released one of my hands but held fast to the other. “All right. You can look now.”

I opened my eyes. We stood before an immense, grass-topped mound surrounded by a multitude of tightly-packed, white stones.

It looked familiar. “Wait a minute. This is a famous prehistoric tomb. What’s it called? Newgrange?”

Aengus nodded. “I call it Sí in Bhrú, and it’s part of Brú na Bóinne, or the ‘Palace of the Boyne’ in County Meath. We’re in the valley of the River Boyne.”

I gave him a sideways glance. “Did you say ‘palace’?”

“In the physical world, this is an ancient temple and passage tomb, more than five thousand years old. Here in the Otherworld…well, it’s best to show you.”

The next instant, we stood inside a grand, circular hall, far larger than the mound we’d viewed outside, with a high, domed ceiling. Tri-spiral designs covered the walls, but the space was empty except for a five-tiered fountain at its center.

My gaze locked onto the trickling, golden liquid. A feeling of déjà vu overwhelmed me, and I shivered. “Is that…mead?”

“You remember!”

I turned to him. “Remember what exactly?”

“This fountain flows eternally with mead. My parents gave it to us as a wedding gift.”

“To you and Caer, you mean.”

He squeezed my hand. “Does anything else spark your memory?”

“The spirals seem familiar.”

His blue eyes shone. “They should. We lived here for centuries.”

“Caer lived here, not me.”

“But you were Caer.”

My insecurities ganged up on me and knotted my stomach. Is that the only reason why you want me? Because of who I once was?

Could I ask that out loud? What if he said yes?

Yes or no, I had to know. A lasting relationship required honesty and communication. My parents’ love had taught me that, and I wanted nothing less.

I pulled my hand from his grasp and took a step back. “Maybe you wish I still was Caer.”

His blissful expression devolved into a frown. After a heart-stopping moment, he found his voice. “What?”

“Sometimes I wonder whether you like me or just who I used to be.”

“You can’t fight your soul’s history.”

“Especially when everyone keeps shoving it down my throat.” My gut tightened further.

“Who’s everyone?”

I huffed. “Kian. Robin. Deirdre. Lorcan. And now—”

“Lorcan?” There was an edge to his voice.

“Yes, Lorcan. I’ve seen him a couple of times, but not because I went looking…” I couldn’t finish that sentence. My soul had obviously sought Lorcan the night I traveled to Dun Aengus.

“Ashling, you know how I feel about him.”

“Yeah, well, you weren’t around to stop me, were you?”

“He’s always there, waiting in the wings, ready to take your place.”

“And Lorcan is around. Is that what you’re saying?”

His frown deepened. “What do you mean?”

Aengus slammed a fist into his other hand. “It’s time I showed him—”

“No! It’s time you showed me whether you want me or Caer, because I’ve had it with ghosts from the past messing up my—”

He grasped my arms and pulled me close. His mouth came down on mine in a searing kiss. Releasing my arms, he stole his own around me, and I responded in kind. Bodies and tongues entwined, we rode the wave of the kiss for a blissful moment that seemed as eternal as the bubbling fountain beside us. Nothing else mattered.

When at last he pulled back, he gave me a tender smile. “Does that answer your question?”

“Um…” My head still spun from the kiss.

“I kissed you, not Caer. I brought you here tonight because I wanted to share a piece of myself with you. It’s only natural I wondered if you’d remember it. After all, a part of your soul lived here for ages.”

I scanned the vacant, cavernous space. “If we lived here so long, where’s all the furniture?”

The light in his eyes dimmed. “Once upon a time, this place brimmed with beauty…with rare treasures, music, poetry, and the laughter of friends and courtiers. But when you left…when Caer left…nothing was the same. I couldn’t stay.” He squeezed his eyes shut, as if to block out painful memories.

Thick tentacles of worry and guilt wrapped around my heart as though a legendary kraken sought to drown me in a sea of regret. I placed a hand on Aengus’s cheek. “I’m sorry.”

His eyes opened, and he covered my hand with his. “Don’t be.”

Buy Links

Amazon https://amzn.com/B086SFXLQY

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Sword-Unsheathed-Guardians-Erin-Book-ebook/dp/B086SFXLQY

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/Sword-Unsheathed-Guardians-Erin-Book-ebook/dp/B086SFXLQY

Amazon AU https://www.amazon.com.au/Sword-Unsheathed-Guardians-Erin-Book-ebook/dp/B086SFXLQY

Barnes and Noble https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-sword-unsheathed-judith-sterling/1136807059

“It’s hard to have a relationship with someone who’s never around.”

Apple Books https://books.apple.com/us/book/the-sword-unsheathed/id1505095179

Author Bio

Judith Sterling is an award-winning author whose love of history and passion for the paranormal infuse everything she writes. Whether penning medieval romance (The Novels of Ravenwood) or young adult paranormal fantasy (the Guardians of Erin series), her favorite themes include true love, destiny, time travel, healing, redemption, and finding the hidden magic which exists all around us. She loves to share that magic with readers and whisk them far away from their troubles, particularly to locations in the British Isles.

Her nonfiction books, written under Judith Marshall, have been translated into multiple languages. She has an MA in linguistics and a BA in history, with a minor in British Studies. Born in that sauna called Florida, she craved cooler climes, and once the travel bug bit, she lived in England, Scotland, Sweden, Wisconsin, Virginia, and on the island of Nantucket. She currently lives in Salem, Massachusetts with her husband and their identical twin sons.

Social Media Links

Website – https://judithmarshallauthor.com/

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/judithsterlingfiction/

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16291161.Judith_Sterling

BookBub –  https://www.bookbub.com/authors/judith-sterling

Amazon – https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B01MT3KB7L

The Wild Rose Press – https://www.thewildrosepress.com/authors/judith-sterling

The Captivating Quill – https://www.thecaptivatingquill.com/Author/Judith-Sterling

Now for that look at the first two books in the series ON SALE FOR 99 CENTS

The Cauldron Stirred (Guardians of Erin, Book One)

Ashling Donoghue never dreamed moving to Ireland would rock her perception of reality and plunge her into a mystery that brings legend to life.

At seventeen, she’s never had a boyfriend, but she feels an immediate connection to Aengus Breasal, the son of the wealthy Irishman who’s invited her family to stay at his Killarney estate. For the first time in her life, a guy she likes seems attracted to her.

But Aengus is secretive, with good reason. He and his family are the Tuatha Dé Danann, ageless, mythical guardians adept at shifting between this reality and the magical dimension known as the Otherworld. Evil forces from that world threaten the Breasals, the Donoghues, and all of Ireland. Ashling must open her heart, face her fears, and embrace a destiny greater than she could ever have imagined.

The Stone Awakened (Guardians of Erin, Book Two)

Since moving to Ireland, Ashling Donoghue has tackled one challenge after another. Now the mystery of her parents’ disappearance seems unsolvable. Are they dead or only missing? No one—not even the godlike Breasals—has a clue. Hope and fear war inside her, but she’s determined to find answers and stay strong for her siblings. Even as she hones newfound powers, her banshee-in-training sister Deirdre needs her support.

Ashling could use a little help herself. She’s struggling to navigate her first romance, and while Aengus Breasal stirs her body, mind, and soul, his nemesis Lorcan does too. Both men harbor secrets about her past life as Caer. One has ties to Aoife, the scheming wind demon whose influence is on the rise.

As the Stone of Destiny awakens, so does the conflict within.

MEDIEVAL MONDAY: SHERRY EWING CELEBRATES HER LATEST RELEASE, LOVE WILL FIND YOU, BOOK FOUR OF THE KNIGHTS OF BERWYCK SERIES

Our Nature Theme continues on Medieval Monday, and I’m excited to welcome best-selling author Sherry Ewing, with her latest time travel romance, Love Will Find You. It is Book Four in her popular Knights of Berwyck (A Quest Through Time) series. Love Will Find You was released May 19.

Let’s take a look.

Blurb:

Sometimes a moment is all we have…

Ella Fitzpatrick is a woman with a secret. As she comes and goes from Berwyck Castle, seeking refuge within its gates, she yearns to be reunited with the one for whom she crossed time from the twenty-first century. She has lived another lifetime in the twelfth century waiting for the date of their reunion and it is almost upon her. But how could she have known the man she believes she loves is not the person she needs?

Killian of Clan MacLaren has been infatuated with Ella for many a year but has guarded his heart, knowing her affection lies with another. When Ella must flee Berwyck, Killian vows to escort her to her encounter with destiny. But passion flares between them and there is no doubt the bond they have is far greater than either of them expected.

Their time together is running out. Killian has a decision to make that might give him and Ella a future together. If you could change someone’s past, would you seize the moment?

Buy Links:

Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3cixJPC

Apple Books: https://apple.co/3cjFMvq

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/3crq6pU

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2PB7Dh9

Excerpt:

“Ella?”

Her name as it passed his lips was like a promise to her ears. A promise he would keep her safe. A promise he would keep his vow. A promise of something more, if she would but forget everything she had fought so hard to hold on to all these years. It had been so long since she had seen the man she crossed time for. Could she even remember every detail of his face? His memory had, for the most part, become just a blur in her mind, and yet her heart still cried out for him. Why? ’Twould be so easy to forget aught else but Killian. And yet, Henry had been the reason she was in twelfth-century England in the first place, and the only reason she remained.

Did you miss week four? Find it on Cathy MacRae’s blog here: https://www.cathymacraeauthor.com/bits-n-bobs-author-blog

Join Sherry for next week for another excerpt on Ashley York’s blog here: https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog

Where to find all Medieval Monday authors:

Kelly Heckart: https://kelleysrealm.blogspot.com/

Bambi Lynn : https://bambilynnblog.wordpress.com

Mary Morgan:  https://www.marymorganauthor.com/blog

Sherry Ewing: https://www.SherryEwing.com/blog

 Ruth A Casie: http://ruthacasie.blogspot.co.uk

Judith Sterling: https://judithmarshallauthor.com/blog/

 Cathy MacRae: https://www.cathymacraeauthor.com/bits-n-bobs-author-blog

Jenna Jaxon’: http://jennajaxon.wordpress.com

Ashley York: https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com/blog

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