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Warrior’s Curse blurb
A paranormal romance inspired by the Greek myth of the Amazon women warriors….
tribe of women warriors lives in service to the Goddess, separate from men,
their sworn enemies, until mating fever strikes and they must venture into the
wilderness to seek mates.
protected behind palace walls, Princess Reena has never even seen a man. When
the mating curse compels her older, wiser cousin to seek a mate, Reena accompanies
her, eager for the chance to see a man in the flesh.
how dangerous men can be.
a terrible wrong a woman committed against him. Garat leaves his encampment to secure
the water his people need to survive. When he encounters the queen’s daughter in
the wilderness, his need for vengeance consumes him, and he takes Reena
hostage. But as her sweetness melts his hatred, Garat begins to suspect there
is an evil behind the palace walls that wants Reena dead.
kidnapping her, can he get his heartmate to believe the people she trusts the
most want to kill her? Can he open her eyes to the evil force that threatens
their love and her life?
Warrior’s Curse is a re-release of the previously published Goddess’s Curse. It has been updated with a new ending. It’s a single, standalone novel with an HEA and no cliffhanger.
Warrior’s Curse excerpt
Reena sighed and snuggled in her bed. As her illness
progressed, a persistent chill had pervaded her bones. The heaviest robe, the
thickest blanket could not banish it. This morning? So comfortable and cozy.
Her blanket, though unusually heavy, was oh so warm, and so was the pillow
beneath her head. But hard. What kind of feathers could make a pillow so firm
yet still tickle her nose? She rubbed her cheek against it, absorbing the
unusual, pleasant scent. Musky, and earthy. Like woodsmoke or fresh evergreen.
Or a combination of both.
If only every morning could be like this. She hugged her
pillow. Soon an attendant would arrive to rouse her for breakfast, but maybe
she’d feign sleep. Naughty. She smiled.
Then sobered. Yes, she’d been naughty. She had displeased
her cousin by refusing further treatment. What had occurred after that? She
crinkled her forehead, trying to remember. She’d poured out the tincture, and
A Lahon had burst from the foliage.
Then muscle cramps and searing pain. Paralysis.
Her eyes flew open. Rough-hewn walls, large, rustic
furniture filled her field of vision. Gone were familiar accoutrements and
luxuries. Instead of finely woven fabric,
a furry animal hide covered her, and, supporting her head, was
hard flesh covered by a thick mat of…of, hair. A man’s chest.
She bolted upright with a shriek.
The Lahon sprang up without a sound.
“Help!” She tried to scramble from the bed, but he hooked an
arm around her waist. “Let me go! Help!”
She slapped at his shoulders, his chest, his face. Neither blows nor screaming fazed him a bit, and she found herself flat on her back, her cries silenced by his calloused hand, her arms restrained, her lower body pinned by his heavy, muscular thigh, and something sizable and rigid poking her leg.
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