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Her Gilded Tiger, a sneak snippet and you might need a fan handy.

Georg found himself chuckling, and Alina took the opening. “May I ask you a question?” “Of course.” “It’s not a ladylike question.” “I am not qualified to answer any ladylike questions, so  good.” “Will it hurt me every time or just tonight… I mean when you…?” She was blushing from her throat to her hair and could not raise her eyes to his. It was no wonder that she would worry so much, considering the things the poor girl had been told about him. He hurried to reassure her “Not every time, no. The first time it will sting when I enter you, but my darling maiden I will go slow and make it easy for you” His bride was not convinced, “Ana, she works at the convent in the kitchen, married last year. She says her first night was worse than when she broke her...

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Win a tree of life pendant

Everyone subscribed to my newsletter by August 1,2018 has a chance  to win this gorgeous pendant in bronze: (already susbscribed- no problem! you are already in the drawing) In Her Gilded Dragon, we visited the hospital for wounded stars run by Stella and the other stronhirdrs(Scandinavia really needs to invest in some vowels!!!) That tree is a cousin to the Norse tree of life Yggdrasil (again with the missing vowels) They all began the trek up the curving stairs. The sky opened up around them. “Are we outside?” Hanne whispered, gesturing towards the stars above them. “No, it’s just a really big tree,” Ilma answered. Hanne wondered if it was a joke, and then realized it was not. “Is this Yggdrasil—the tree of life?” she whispered reverently. Anvindr answered, “A...

One word… ok three… Sabre toothed tiger!

Her head rocked back and forth, she was groaning with how close she was.  “Show me where to touch you, my love.” he whispered, slowing his thrusts but making certain that he entered her with every inch of himself.  She was shy. “Show me, “he commanded. Her eyes closed modestly, but she did as he instructed, and her slim, pale fingers pressed her pearl.  It was like a tidal wave, it carried her, tumbling and crying like a cork in the ocean.  She was still gasping when Georg lifted her legs so that her ankles were over his shoulders.  “Open your eyes,” he whispered.  He rocked in and out prolonging his ecstasy.  When it was unavoidable he shook as he exploded. It was impossible to tell who was roaring, Georg or the tiger.     out...

I know, I know, you prefer them shirtless… me too

  They do live in the far north! So hunky as they may be- the Norse warriors do have to (alas!) wear clothing. The red dress is something that Princess Alina wears in  Her Gilded...

The Missing Link

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