Medieval Monday First Kiss: Mary Morgan Brings DRAGON KNIGHT’S SHIELD

Here’s a delectable ending to
Medieval Monday’s FIRST KISS series. Angus and Deirdre of Mary Morgan’s DRAGON
KNIGHT’S SHIELD singe the page with their first foray into romance. Next week Medieval Monday will be back with a new themed series. Meanwhile, settle in for the delightful hero and heroine in this time-travel romance.


His look was predatory, lustful, inviting, and she
took a step backward. Words failed her as she took another step back.
He arched a brow and his smile became seductive. “Do I
frighten ye?”
“No!” she lied. Like
hell you do! You’re as gorgeous as sin standing there, and I want to rip your
clothes from your body
Pushing off from the wall, he stepped into the room
and silently closed the door behind him, his eyes never leaving hers. His hair
hung in soft waves past his shoulders, and her fingers itched to twine within
them. Her body ached in places so deep—longing for even the slightest
“Are ye unwell, my lady?”
The burr of his voice so low—so sexy, she could only
stare at him until his words resonated in her mind. “No,” she replied softly,
feeling the flames of desire heat not only her face, but also her entire body.

This time when he took another step closer, Deirdre
didn’t back away. Now he stood so close she ould feel the warmth of his breath
across her face—a mix of wine and pure male.

She watched mesmerized as he reached for a lock of her
hair, twining it around his finger. “So verra soft.”
Deirdre couldn’t breathe, as he let the curl unravel
and cupped her face in his hands. “Ye confuse me. Ye torment me in my dreams,”
he whispered against her cheek, sending a wave of pleasure down her spine.
Without thought, she groaned and leaned into him—his
beard grazing her cheek. She no longer battled her mind for the man. “Kiss me, Angus.”
This time he groaned, capturing her mouth with savage intensity and
drawing the breath from her lungs. His tongue plundered deep, and Deirdre
opened fully to the fiery possession.
Angus MacKay, leader of
the Dragon Knights, failed his brothers and his clan upon the death of his
sister. Now he must fight the darkness of despair tempting his soul. Back on
Scottish soil, he comes face to face with Deirdre who can wield a sword as
mightily as his warriors, and he takes her captive. Yet, with each passing day,
the fire dragon inside him roars to claim the one woman fate has destined for

Famed mystery writer, Deirdre Flanagan, is
unprepared for the next chapter in her life. On a vacation to Scotland, she
steps through the mists and enters into a skirmish alongside a Highlander.
However, the fight has only begun, and now she must battle Angus as well as
evil in order to claim the love of this Dragon Knight. 

Will their love be
powerful enough to shield them from danger, or burn them to ashes? 
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Medieval Monday: Land McFarland Brings Us Cameron

What’s better than a delicious historical romance of the Highlands? When it’s the first of a four book series. Today is Medieval Monday, and do you have a treat in store. My friend the talented Lane McFarland is sharing the First Kiss between Robert and Cameron from CAMERON. CAMERON is her delightful Book 1 in The Daughters of Alastair MacDougall series. Be prepared: you’ll love the courage of Cameron…and Robert will melt your heart.


Robert gently set Cameron on the ground,
and she turned to face him. A bit dazed, she ran trembling fingers down the
front of her gown. His hands lingered at her waist, and when he didn’t step
back, she looked up to find him smiling.

 “I believe ye owe me yer thanks, Mistress Cameron.”

At his mention of her name, she searched his face.
“How do ye know me?”
He chuckled, his deep voice rumbling throughout his
thick chest. “I make it my business to know all the bonnie lasses in the area.”
The men behind him laughed.
Her stomach tightened. She was no beauty. He obviously
mocked her—in front of his men. Prickly heat tingled across her cheeks.
“I’ll catch up to ye,” Robert called over his
“Oh, aye. Once ye’ve taken care of business,” one man
“Important business to be sure,” the other bantered.
The men chuckled as they nudged their mounts, then
trotted down the path and out of sight.
Robert’s gaze lingered on her mouth before he raised
it to her eyes. “I believe it’s customary to thank someone when they’ve helped
Cameron cleared her throat. “Aye, I do thank ye.”
He studied her lips again. “I had something more in
mind. Ye know ye’d still be stuck in that tree if I hadn’t come along, so ye
owe me.”
His warm breath caressed her face. He bent and placed
his mouth on hers. His arms pulled her close, his muscular frame molding her
body against his. Stubble scratched her skin, and she inhaled his male scent of
leather, and aye, of horse.
She should be horrified at his advances. What was she
thinking, allowing a Graham to kiss her so…so wickedly and deliciously? She
should push him away and demand he step back, but somehow, she loathed the
idea. Indeed, she reveled in the feel of his hard body pressed against hers.
Determined to band Scots together against
English tyranny, Laird Robert Graham seals a truce with his feuding neighbor,
the MacDougalls. But after his brother is nearly killed in a treacherous
attack, Graham kidnaps the laird’s daughter in an act of revenge.
Cameron MacDougall has
devoted her life to the healing arts. She’s long rebelled against her father’s
feuding ways, but when Robert Graham abducts her, she’s finds herself at the
center of the dispute between their families. She expects the anger she feels,
not the simmering attraction to the powerful warrior, or the love she develops
for his clan. 
Can she stop further violence between the clans with her escape?
Or will she find her surrender leads to a lasting peace and her own heart’s
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