Worth Fighting For
-
Worth Fighting For England 1192 …Peter would give her no choice but to love him. If it was lust that had driven her to him then let her have him until it grew into more. It the end, as he relinquished himself into her, he knew the truth. She still possessed him, and it was…
-
Worth Fighting For England 1192 … Zipporah shrugged one shoulder. “I asked you to have me. You didn’t make me.” He touched her face, lifting her chin to him. He kissed her softly. It took her a moment, but she kissed him back. “It is any better for you?” she asked. He nodded. Until tonight,…
-
Worth Fighting For England, 1192 …She slid her arms around his shoulders. His face was so close that all it took was the slightest movement on his part and his mouth closed over hers. Her arms tightened around him and her mouth opened as he kissed her as if was mandatory that he do…
-
*Want more? Keep an eye out for my new subscription service coming soon. You’ll get full episodes of Tangled Moon and Worth Fighting For, along with my narrations.* Worth Fighting For England 1192: She came to her feet, limping on one that had fallen asleep. It was done now. She might as well be brave…
-
I have a quick announcement to make before we get onto the good stuff. I hate this part, but I have to do it because I live in a world where I have to pay to eat… In a few weeks, I’m going to open up a subscription service through my blog. Anyone that signs…
-
Excerpt From Worth Fighting For England, 1192 “Peter, please,” she rasped. He kissed her again, harder, making her lips feel tender from the stubble on his jaw. He groaned, exploring her mouth with his. How had she lived without this? Need exploded over her body. “Stop me,” he said against her mouth. She reached up…
-
Excerpt From Worth Fighting For England The Year of our Lord, 1192 Zipporah slipped into her father’s sickroom. She closed and barred the door incase Gilburn returned, wondering when Peter would arrive for the day. She had to admit, if she had to choose, she would take Peter’s company over Gilburn’s, even if being around…
-
He sat down on the trunk. “Do you know what you’re doing to me?” John asked. “You’re good for her.” “Me?” He pulled the fresh tunic over his head. “Are you sure you haven’t been drinking?” Matthew laughed. “Very sure.” He couldn’t help but to think that Matthew’s faith was misplaced. He would do the…
-
Lady Alana of Berkley slid off her dapple-gray stallion, her legs stiff from an entire day spent in the saddle. She was an accomplished horsewoman, but unaccustomed to sitting in one position for so long. She looked around her new surroundings; Ravenmore, where she and her brother, Matthew, would be spending the summer season with…
Darcy Branwyn 