Borderland Bride (The
Borderland Legacy)
by Samantha Holt
Historical Romance
Publisher: Jupiter Gardens Press
Release Date: March
21, 2013
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 50,000
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Description
These are the borderlands, lass. We make our own rules here.
In the wilderness of 14th century
Northumbria, Lady Isabel discovers just how dangerous the borderlands can be.
With the loss of her voice and her hearing, there is little hope left for her.
But when a brooding knight rescues her, she vows never to become a victim again
and buries the secrets of her past in the hope that those hunting her will
never find her in the borderlands.
Jake is astonished to come across the
beautiful Isabel, near to death, on his brother’s lands. Bringing her back to
his brother’s home, he finds himself longing for something more from the
courageous woman, something that he thought he would never want again. Isabel
works her way into his scarred heart and opens Jake up to loving once more. But
will Isabel’s secrets destroy their bond? And with his charismatic brother,
Dominic, charming her, does he even stand a chance?
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it
contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered
offensive to some readers.
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About the Author
Samantha resides in Warwickshire, England with her twin
girls and occasionally her husband, who works abroad. She admits that his long
absences often help get the creative juices flowing. She's a romance addict and
has been devouring all kinds of romance for as long as she can remember.
A huge history buff, Samantha likes to blend her love of
the past with her love of romance and create thrilling and passionate tales set
to medieval backdrops. She thinks there's nothing sexier than a rugged warrior
and a feisty maiden falling head over heels for each other.
Connect with
Samantha Holt
Website: http://www.samanthaholt.org.uk/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/romanticfiction
EXCERPT
Carefully, he
pulled aside her tresses. His heart gave jolt at the sight. She had taken a
beating, one side of her face swollen and puffy. Great purpling welts circled
her neck, fingerprints clearly visible. He cursed again. Had he just come
across some murderous outlaws rather than the harmless peasants he had thought
them to be? Anger boiled inside of him. If he had but given chase, he could
have brought at least one of them to justice.
God’s blood, he
dare not imagine what her last moments must have been like.
His throat
tightened. What to do with her? He could not just leave her to rot in the
woods. Jake studied her face once more with a sigh. A shame so fine a beauty
should meet such an end. Even with the swelling in her face, it was clear she
had been blessed with striking looks. Her unmarred cheek offered up smooth and
creamy skin, and her dark lashes stood out in stark contrast. A slight
scattering of freckles marched across her nose, just visible under the dried
blood. Jake smiled sadly. He never understood why most women hated freckles. He
thought them wonderfully enticing.
Brushing a
finger across her cheek, Jake was surprised at the warmth of it. God’s teeth,
if he had only come across her moments before he could have stopped such an
atrocity. He pictured the men’s faces and swore he would avenge her. He would bring the outlaws to justice.
As he drew his
hand away, an eyelid fluttered open. His heart leapt. Her other eye couldn’t
open - it was too swollen to do so - but he could see the immediate panic in
her expression. She struggled to turn onto her side to escape him, her injuries
hampering her movements.
Fearing she
would do herself further damage, he spoke soothingly to her. “Have no fear,
lass. I’ll not harm you.”
Either her fear
had consumed her or she didn’t understand him, because she continued to try to
scrabble her way across the leaf-strewn ground, the dried foliage crunching as
her hands clawed desperately at the soil.
Hastily, he
wrapped his large hand around one arm, attempting to keep her still. She
continued to struggle, in spite of her obvious pain, but her movements were
limited and had little effect on his strong grip. Unsure of how to reassure her
of his intentions, he grabbed at her other arm, trying to get her attention.
“Calm down,
lass. I wish to help. You’ll do yourself an injury.”
She fell limp in
his arms, not relaxing under his assurances, but seeming to tire of her
exertions. The fear remained visibly etched on her face, but Jake took the
opportunity to tuck an arm under her legs and the other under her neck so he
could pull her into him. Jake thought she would scream, her mouth worked as if
she meant to, but no sound came out.
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ReplyDeleteIt was a pleasure having you on my blog, hope this book will do well for you. The story really sounds interesting. Hopefully I will get a chance to read it in the nearby future.
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