Medieval Monday: Mask of the Highlander ~ A Gods of the Highlands Prequel (2nd Edition)

Welcome to Medieval Monday. Today's snippet comes from Mask of the Highlander by Bambi Lynn. Enjoy! Keep following along each Monday to catch the the rest of the excerpts with this hashtag 

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BLURB:

Once she was afraid to touch him. Now she’s afraid to let go.

Forced to marry to avoid war between clans, Kenna Cleary endured three days of her new husband's painful brutality, unaware of his demon heritage. Leaving her for dead, he rode off to battle the English. In the five years of his absence, she bore him a daughter, increased his holdings, and gained the love and respect of his people. Now he's home. Must she and the clan learn to endure his cruelty once more?

Can an ancient Celtic god find peace in the mortal world?

The Laird of Domhnul has returned from war a changed man—moreso than his wife can possibly know. Now the warrior faces a new battle, one for his wife's heart, and his peoples' trust. He must walk the knife's edge of deception and danger, all while learning to manage the supernatural power flaring inside him and discovering a heritage he never imagined.

But when his father embroils both them in a deadly plot, can the couple find a way to prevent war between their clans?

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June 8 excerpt:

Startled, Demona jumped to her feet. “Arduinna. You are early.”

Arduinna stopped next to her. “Shall I leave and return at a more appropriate time?” She smirked down at the god lying on the ground. Definitely unconscious. “What have you done to him?”

One side of Demona’s luscious mouth quirked up as she looked down at him. She sighed. “Everything.” She turned and gave Arduinna a quick assessment, head to toe. “You look good, Arduinna. Even if you are crawling with fairies.” She scrunched up her delicate nose.

Arduinna knelt and brushed away the black hair that had fallen across the god’s forehead. She pulled in a sharp breath. She had never seen anyone more handsome, god nor man.

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