Viking For Hire
by Jo
Grafford
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| Amazon / Goodreads |
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BLURB:
Branwyn
O’Tyre’s estranged brother summons her for a healing ritual. Fearing he
actually plans to arrest her for witchcraft, she drinks a protection potion
before he arrives.
Eirik, a Viking sea captain
pretending slumber in the tavern corner, witnesses Branwyn’s magic and offers
her safe passage from Exeter if she will reverse a curse that plagues him.
Alas, every woman who touches him falls madly but falsely in love with him.
There’s only one hitch:
If she fails, Branwyn’s heart will fall prey to the same madness...forever!
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Excerpt:
Two of the knights separated themselves from the group and
rushed forward. Alas, the one on the left slipped on a puddle of ale and
crashed into his comrade. Their helmets collided with a dull clanking sound
that made Branwyn wince. Then they crumpled to the floor.
The Viking stranger emitted a muffled guffaw and appraised
her carefully. “Methinks I can guess the nature of the potion now. Come, lass.
’Tis getting late. We’d best be on our way.” The rogue actually crooked an arm
at her as if preparing for a stroll in the park.
Branwyn could only gape.
With a sigh of resignation, he reached down to clasp her
hand and drew it through his arm. She gasped as a powerful awareness sizzled
through her. ‘Twas sharp and immediate, stopping just sort of pain. Branwyn’s
shocked gaze locked with the stranger’s. When the clarity of his blue gaze took
on a slightly dazed sheen, she realized he felt it, too.
Lord help her, but she was instantly drawn to his scent — a
mixture of smoke and salt and mystery — as well as his strength. The pulse of
his heart, the hum of blood through his veins, the aura of power and danger
surrounding him. The air around them fairly crackled with the potency of their
contact as skin brushed over skin.
Alarmed, Branwyn tried to tug her hand free, but the
stranger clamped his arm tighter to his side, imprisoning her. She nearly cried
out from the sensations flooding her. Light. Heat. Joy.
“Pray forgive the liberties I take with ye, lass,” he
muttered in her ear. His breath on her lobe brought her just shy of the point
of collapsing. “I will explain as soon as we are clear of this arse.” He
steered her towards the door.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Jo writes high
stakes romance. Her favorite books contain layers of intrigue with alpha males
and strong-minded women who are willing to risk it all for love.
From St. Louis,
Missouri, Jo holds an M.B.A. and has served as a banker, college finance
instructor, and high school business teacher. She is a member of Romance
Writers of America, From the Heart Romance Writers RWA Chapter, and the Writers
Group of Ansbach/Katterbach/Illesheim.
Website: www.JoGrafford.com
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/jografford
Amazon: http://amzn.com/e/B00G56XKS2
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