on June 20th 2017
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Welcome to the Mists and Moonrise collection, a new material set of historical romance novellas never before published.
An ancient Cornwall legend tells of king with a pregnant wife, warned by an oracle that the child born would be a woman so beautiful that countries would go to war over her. A princess was born to the king and queen, and when she became of age she was pledged to the son of an enemy. But the princess had fallen in love with a mere knight and together, they ran away to the caves of Cornwall to hide from the princess' betrothed. However, when it came clear that they would be captured - rather than live their lives apart - the princess and her knight took their own lives.
Now, it's said their blood stain the caves of St. Agnes' caves along the coast of Cornwall. Legend says that if two lovers touch the stain together, they will fall madly in love for eternity. But there's a catch - they must touch of their own free will.
Because of this legend, the caves of St. Agnes have drawn men - and women - seeking to make their mate fall in love with them, including many tales of reluctant brides and grooms.
In these six romantic novellas, read some of the romantic tales associated with this poignant legend.
Lady of the Moon by Kathryn Le Veque - A lady knight is hired by the father of a reluctant groom to take his son to the caves where he will meet his intended and they will touch the stains together. When the lady knight and the reluctant groom fall in love, will the groom honor his father's wishes or will he follow his own heart?
Laird of Darkness by Eliza Knight - When Lady Rosamond de Warenne is abandoned by her father in a remote cave, she doesn’t believe her fate could get any worse—until she’s kidnapped by a fearsome Highlander. Laird Tierney MacDougall, recently released from an English prison, is bent on revenge, starting with marrying the daughter of his tormentor. A union forged from vengeance is doomed to fail—or is it?
The Highlander's Untamed Lady by Madeline Martin - With long winters killing crops and food becoming scarce, Laird Evander Mackenzie will do anything to save his people from starving – even kidnap the feisty Diana Stuart at her father’s request. In a world filled with death and heartbreak, is it fate or legend that will hold them together?
That Knight by the Sea by Catherine Kean - Lady Adaline Mortimer never expected to see Garrett, the rebellious young lord she loved and lost, ever again. Yet, when she's kidnapped and held captive, the dark secrets of the past return. In the cave of St. Agnes, will she and Garrett win a second chance at true love, or will they perish just like the legendary lovers before them?
The Bravest Of Them All by Laurel O'Donnell - Sir Luke of Brackley rushes to save the sister of his betrothed when she is kidnapped. Always trailing in her older sister’s shadow, Nessa has kept her love of Luke hidden since their childhood. When Nessa discovers Luke is to marry her sister, will she condemn herself to a life of misery or risk her love on a legend?
Pirate In The Mist by Elizabeth Rose - When Brody’s crew turns mutinous, he is thrown overboard but is rescued by a fisherman and his beautiful daughter, Gwendolen. However, once it’s discovered he’s a pirate, everything changes. Can an act of nature and the legend of a cave turn enemies into lovers?
This week we are excited to have the lovely ladies of Mists and Moonrise stop by to share snippets of their lovely anthology.
A reluctant bride,
A legendary love,
An anthology of brand new novellas by six best selling authors.
Lady of the Moon by Kathryn Le Veque
About the book:
A lady knight is hired by the father of a reluctant groom to take his son to the caves where he will meet his intended and they will touch the stains together. When the lady knight and the reluctant groom fall in love, will the groom honor his father’s wishes or will he follow his own heart?
It smelled like damp and rot.
The first flickers of consciousness brought scents of dampness and moldering leaves. Then he could smell smoke. As the world around him began to come into focus, Rhodes groaned as he tried to move his head. It felt like it weighed as much as a fat horse and bolts of pain shot up his neck and into his skull.
“Are you awake?”
It was a soft, rather deep female voice that pierced the veil of his confusion. He was conscious now, but barely, as he opened one eye.
It was night, with a blanket of stars above and the black silhouette of trees outlined against the sky. He lay there, staring up into the darkness, blinking a few times as he struggled to figure out where he was and what had happened. There was a fire somewhere near him because he could feel the heat. Turning his head slightly, he could see a figure crouched a few feet away.
“Well?” the woman asked. “Can you hear me?”
Rhodes grunted in pain as he closed his eyes. “I hear you,” he said, raspy. “What happened?”
The woman sat down near his head, crossing her legs on the cold, damp ground. “You were knocked unconscious.”
Rhodes was coming to recall his last memories, of being in a tavern with a woman he’d found quite alluring. Missy, she’d called herself. He realized that it was Missy who was now sitting on the ground near him. He remembered following Missy out of the tavern and then… nothing. In his muddled mind, Missy seemed to hold the key to this entire situation.
“I guessed that somehow I lost consciousness,” he said with some sarcasm. “I will once again ask – what happened?”
The woman tilted her head sideways as if to look at him more clearly, her long and dark hair trailing messily to the ground.
“Nothing that I did not plan,” she said. “Everything is as it should be.”
Rhodes’ head was killing him and he didn’t have time for games. Slowly, his eyes opened and he turned in her direction. “What does that mean, Missy?”
She sat there for a moment, her gaze lingering on him in the darkness. “Three days ago, I met with your father in Cambourne,” she said. “It seems that Lord Tyringham had a task for me to perform. Evidently, you have a marriage you are supposed to attend but you are not inclined to do so under your own free will. Your father has paid me to ensure you attend that marriage.”
Rhodes stared at her, the cobwebs of his mind peeling away as he absorbed her words. “My… my father has paid you to….?” He couldn’t even finish. In truth, he was both baffled and astonished. “What on earth are you talking about?”
Samarra had to admit, she felt sorry for him. It had been an hour since Rhodes had been knocked on the head and, in that time, she’d struggled to revert back to the Lady of the Moon, the heartless witch who cared only for the money she could make on any given task. She thought she was quite over the feelings of attraction and interest that had overcome her in the tavern, but seeing Rhodes lying unconscious as her men bound him hand and food hadn’t made her feel as satisfied as she’d hoped. She simply couldn’t help feeling badly for him.
Still, pity wasn’t in her nature. In fact, it made her angry that she was feeling such a thing so she struggled to ignore it and treat him like the business dealing that he was. In her line of work, there was no room for foolish emotions such as compassion or attraction.
There was no room for love.
“Your father has paid me very well to deliver you to your betrothed,” she said. “I am not sure how much plainer I can be.”
Samarra watched his brow furrow as, clearly, Rhodes came to understand just what her role was in all of this. But in his expression of great displeasure, she also saw the disbelief reflected in his eyes. The man simply could not believe he found himself in this position. Heavily, he sighed and looked away.
“I see,” he said. “So my father sent you to trap me.”
She shook her head. “Nay, not a trap. As I said, he hired me to deliver you to your betrothed.”
“Hired you? As bait, knowing I would fall for a pretty face?”
“You do not seem to understand. My sword, and my men, are for hire. That is exactly what your father did – he hired me for a task.”