Norse Jewel on Sale 99 cents!

Norse Jewel on Sale 99 cents!

99 cents sale!      “…a fine saga for fans of historical romance…” (Fresh Fiction) A stolen woman and a wolf-eyed Viking… Taken on a raid, Helena wants her freedom, but a Viking chieftain buys her. Weary of the sword, Hakan longs for a peaceful farmer’s life. Helena’s weaver’s talent proves her a worthy purchase —and she thaws his icy heart. But, summer’s warmth fades in shadows of...

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New Cover, New Price ~ Norse Jewel

New Cover, New Price ~ Norse Jewel

    New Cover, New Price   ~   $1.99      Same good Viking romance                                 What does the wolf-eyed Viking want? Stolen by marauding Danes, Helena’s desperate to escape their camp. Her unlikely savior comes, a fierce Viking chieftain named Hakan, who takes her to the frozen north. Hakan wants to lay down his sword and live a peaceful farmer’s life. Past betrayal left him cold to...

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A Preview: Chapter One of To Find a Viking Treasure

A Preview: Chapter One of To Find a Viking Treasure

      Chapter One         AD 1022      Uppsala, the throne seat in the Viking kingdom of Svea                 “You’ve been sold.”     “What?” Sestra’s pitcher plopped into a barrel of ale.       “To a man of Uppsala.” Lady Mardred raised her voice above the din and rescued the bobbing vessel. “Or Gotland. I’m not sure.”   The matron set the pitcher on a table where leeks...

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Friday Feature: Gina Conkle

Friday Feature: Gina Conkle

  What does the wolf-eyed Viking want? Stolen by marauding Danes, Helena’s desperate to escape their camp, but the wolf-eyed Viking who bought her has his own plans. Hakan wants a quiet farmer’s life, yet peace eludes the chieftain. His once tranquil homeland’s in turmoil, and his new Frankish thrall vexes him for her freedom at every turn. Even worse, the fair maid lures him with her laughter and smiles. Betrayal has left the...

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Tuesday Teaser: “Because you cheated death.”

Tuesday Teaser: “Because you cheated death.”

          Brandr let go of her when he came to his weapons in the grass. He knelt down, his profile severely set. “We need to get you to Hakan’s farmstead quickly. One of the women can tend you there.” She rubbed her arms briskly. “Your warming me sounds like a better idea,” she said in her sauciest voice. “If you kiss me like you just did, I promise my tunic won’t get in your way.” The Viking turned...

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