His Judas Bride
by Shehanne Moore
BLURB:
To love…
To save her son, there is nothing she won’t do. To save his
people, neither will he. Dire circumstances force Kara McGurkie to forget she’s
a woman. Dire circumstances force her to swear to love and honor, to help
destroy a clan in order to get back the life she lost. But when dire circumstances force her to
seduce her fiancé’s brother on the eve of the wedding, will the dark secrets
she holds and the things she wants most, be enough to save her and them, from
his powerful allure, especially when she knows he may just be playing with her.
Honor….
Callm McDunnagh, the Black Wolf of Lochalpin, ruthlessly guard’s
heart and glen from dangerous intruders. But from the moment he first sees Kara
he knows he must possess her, even though he also knows that surrendering to
his desire may prove the most dangerous risk of all.
And betray…
Now no problem becomes big problem as passion and desire
rage out of control. Kara must look into the soul she thought she sold to make
a choice. But can she look deep enough? Only she can decide who and what
passion can save, or destroy, how when and who will finally learn the truth of
the words… Till death do us part?
EXCERPT:
“I don’t like blondes.”
It wasn’t a lie. But even before he yanked this particular
one out the snow she’d tumbled into and set her over his shoulder and the
vagrant fire became an inferno, he knew he was making the mistake of his life.
Crushed rose petals. That was what she smelled of. Very
pretty. Swimming all the way into his senses. It didn’t help that beneath it,
something beautifully warm and musky lingered. Or she was so cat-like slender,
despite those curves he’d glimpsed earlier.
But the worst of it was the way his body tightened so he’d
struggled to keep walking. It was the first time he’d held a woman in five
years and found no ghost of Morven haunting his arms as she’d last been there.
When he’d held her and told her it would be all right. Knowing damn fine it
wouldn’t.
His gut twisted so hard he could barely breathe at the
thought. That after what the McGurkies had done to Morven, all they had done to
her, he should be the one to damn well affront her memory like this.
Meg let her hand linger on his shoulder. “Well, just
sometimes snow is white.”
“This is one time when it’s black.”
As if he did not know what color the snow was here. He just
didn’t want Meg knowing the real reason there had been no woman for five years.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Shehanne Moore is a Scottish author, who writes gritty,
witty, as much risky as risqué,
historical romance, set wherever takes her
fancy. Stories that detail the best and worst of human behaviour, as opposed to
pouts and flounces. For years she worked at various things, while pursuing her
dream of becoming a published writer, so she was gobsmacked to sell her book,
The Unraveling of Lady Fury, written in three months, to U.S. publishers, Etopia Press, six days after subbing it.
Shehanne still lives in Scotland, with her husband Mr Shey. She has two
daughters. When not writing intriguing historical romance, where goals and
desires of sassy, unconventional heroines and ruthless men, mean worlds do
collide, she fantasizes about cleaning the house, plays the odd musical
instrument and loves what in any other country, would not be defined, as
hill-walking.
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