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#FiveOnFriday with Peyton Brittany Clarke

Please welcome Peyton Brittany Clarke today! She’s visiting us with one of her heroes, Jake. Grab some ice water for this one!

Say hi to Jake…

Hi, I’m Jake Hargate and I’m not very comfortable talking about myself but my Master, Max Krause ordered me to do this.  He said this will help me strengthen my social skills.  I’m not sure how but since he wants me to do it, here I am.

First an introduction, I’m married to Max and Ally. I’m not into socializing or talking about myself hence my Master’s orders nevertheless you can find out a lot about me, too much in fact, by reading Peyton Brittany Clarke’s book- Bound To Them.

It centers on me and my relationship with my estranged family and my love for my new family i.e. my husband and wife- Max and Ally.

If you read the book you’ll find out a lot about me but there are some things that are not in there hence this article, my five secrets.  The one’s I’m about to reveal isn’t too private but are informative nonetheless. So here they are…

Secret One- I am in a BDSM relationship with a man and a woman.  The man, Max is my Dominant, my husband, and my hero.  Why? Because he rescued me. I’ll never forget it and I’ll always love him for that but it’s not the only reason why I said: “I do.”

Secret Two- Ally is my wife. Not much of a secret hunh?  Well, it is sort of because she’s legally married to Max but the three of us made our own vows during our wedding ceremony.  It was in town in front of Max’s- I mean our friends.  I have to remember that.  Yes, I like them too but it’s hard getting used to the idea that I have real friends now. Back to my original point, my family back east doesn’t know that I’m married to Ally. I’m sure they’d approve of my marriage to woman quicker than they would to a man except for the fact that Ally comes from a poor family and well poverty of any sort doesn’t sit well with my parents. Except for poverty of the spirit but that’s a conversation for a different time.

Secret Three- I need to submit.  I love topping Ally and she is my life.  I need to top her.  It’s because I’m a Dom by nature and I like being in charge. It’s who I am.  But that’s not why I top her.  I top her because she needs to be dominated just like me.  However, my inner submissive wants to be taken care of and that’s what Max does for me. Ally understands this and doesn’t judge me for it.  She doesn’t see me as less than a man for it either because she knows what it’s like to be topped by Max.  The feeling is like heaven on Earth.

Secret Four- I’ve always wanted to be a cowboy.  When I was growing up I wanted to play cowboys and Indians but my parents wouldn’t allow it. They said it was beneath me. In fact, there were few things that rose to the level of the Hargate name and running around with a cowboy hat and six-shooters was definitely not one of them. Even though they forbade it when I was alone and I would pretend to be a cowboy out west rustling cattle living out on the frontier.  When I grew up I went into the navy but after I got out and got married – my husband gave me my second dream- the life of a cowboy.

Secret Five- I never set out to become a submissive or a switch or live in a polyamorous menage or whatever it’s called. All I know is that I fell head over heals for a girl that was already taken.  And in the end, I was swept off my feet by the man who loved her.  Now we all love each other and for once in my life I am happy and in love.

Excerpt

Lear went to his favorite chair and sat down. He leaned back, crossed one leg over the other, and tapped his fingers on his thigh. If Baldwin’s marriage fell apart, his own life would go to crap. Not only would he be out of a very cushy, well paying job but he’d also lose access to the best pussy he’d had in a long time and the child it produced.

It was better for everyone to keep everything moving forward as planned. And in order to do that they had to make sure the public kept believing that Baldwin and Eleanor were happy and very much in love despite the rumors. Problem was Phoebe Jones was determined to get to the bottom of this affair thing and ferret out the truth.

“Phoebe may be snooping around, but she doesn’t know anything yet.”

“Tell that to my press secretary,” Baldwin said dryly. “She’s been fielding calls from that woman every day. And we’re both tired of it.”

I bet you are. It’s probably because it’s interrupting your fuck sessions.

“Really? I thought you liked having a reporter on your ass day and night.” Lear grinned savoring the little jab. His brother was a namby-pamby, he needed to have a little dirt shoved in his face on occasion.

As Baldwin’s senior adviser, aka crisis manager, it was his job to watch Baldwin’s back at all times. When there was trouble, he handled it. Why this escaped Baldwin’s brain now irked him.

“Fuck you too, Lear.”

“Whatever.” Lear checked his watch. He hoped he’d be able to get the airport early, so they could take off ahead of schedule. He reasoned it wouldn’t matter too much if he was late since he was using Baldwin’s private jet. “Are you done losing your mind? Because I have a job to do so back off and let me do it.”

He pulled the phone away from his ear while his brother yelled and ranted. He rolled his eyes as he waited for his brother’s caterwauling to end.

“Feel better?” Lear asked.

“For now, assuming you do your damn job,” Baldwin said. “How are you going to fix this?”

“Do you really want to know, or do you want to see the result?”

“Of course I want to know,” Baldwin snapped. “That’s why I’m talking to you.”

A smart politician would have said no, preferring to keep his hands clean, but not Baldwin. He was too controlling for his own good. In forty-two years, Baldwin had not changed one bit. He was still as high-handed as ever despite the everyman persona he showed to the public. His arrogant and dictatorial manner was legendary among his staffers and the servants that kept his house in tip top shape.

Lear knew Baldwin thought of him as just another lackey to do his bidding and not a partner in his bid for the White House. If there weren’t bigger things at stake, he would have dropped Baldwin a long time ago, leaving the asshole and his lofty political ambitions far behind.

“I’m going to use Dalcourt,” Lear said.

“What about him?” Baldwin asked.

“He’ll get that reporter and anyone else she’s alerted off of your back,” Lear said. “They’ll be too busy tearing apart his life to even think about you or your…friend.”

“Dalcourt is your big solution? I knew I should have went with Smith.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Lear asked.

“It means it’s a stupid idea. He’s not going to roll over and play dead for you,” Baldwin said.

“Yes he will,” Lear said. My talent is wasted working for him.

“Why?”

“Because he will. God, man you are infuriating. Father always said you had the brain of an ox.”

“I won’t say what he said about you. Mostly because it will piss you off too much and I still need your help.”

Lear sighed. “My God you are a pain in the ass.”

“Are you just going to give that reporter Dalcourt’s name and address and hope for the best?” His tone walked the line between bitterness and incredulity.

“No. A little birdie is going to tell her that I’m leaving town and that it has something to do with this affair thing. Naturally she’ll follow me, I’ll get her to meet me and then I’ll dangle our little brother in her face. The story will be so juicy she’ll have to bite.”

“Why don’t you do that here?” Baldwin asked.

“Dalcourt doesn’t live here. He lives in some dinky town in Wyoming called Wildsage. And I’m luring her to Wyoming to make sure she does her job and latches on to him, there. I can’t risk her getting distracted by you and your antics.”

“What if she refuses to bite and decides to return here?” Baldwin asked. The uncharacteristic fear in his voice was unnerving.

“She won’t. If you knew what I know about Dalcourt, you’d be drooling over this too,” Lear said.

“Finding dirt on Dalcourt is damn near impossible. He’s too shadowy,” Baldwin said. “You have got to tell me what you have on him.”

“I can’t. I’ve already said too much. The less you know about this the better it is for you and me.”

Baldwin laughed even louder. “You think that little pipsqueak scares me?”

“I didn’t say that. It’s my job to make sure your name stays out of these things and that’s what I’m doing.”

“Okay, okay.” Baldwin fell silent. “Once he finds out you that you’ve fucked him, he’s going to be pissed.”

“He won’t find out unless you tell him,” Lear said.

“I’m not going to tell him. But he will find out nevertheless. Doing that sort of thing was his job remember?”

“Okay so what if he does,” Lear said.

“You just need to be prepared.”

“I am because I know how to get him where he hurts,” Lear said.

“What if he manages to get that reporter off his trail?”

“He’ll have no choice but to do what I say if he knows what’s best for him,” Lear said.

“You’re a killer Lear, you know that don’t you.”

“That’s why you have me on your team,” Lear replied.

“Dalcourt’s our brother, why would you even think about doing that to him?” Baldwin asked.

We all have to make sacrifices for the family and it’s time he made his. “Don’t worry about it. I have to go or else I’ll miss my flight. I’ll talk to you later.”

Lear ended the call and glanced at his luggage beside the front door. He checked his watch. He had just enough time to get to the airport, to check in and head to the bar for a drink. He needed a few drinks before he dealt with his younger brother.

Bound To Them

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual Cowboy BDSM Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, HEA]

Jake Hargate is a man with a past. Born into a rich and powerful political family in Massachusetts, they were all raised to believe one thing: protect the family’s interests at all costs. After leaving that life behind, Jake finds love and happiness married to Max Krause, a Dom, and Ally Renjel, a submissive. Being Max’s submissive gives Jake the security he needs, and topping Ally gives him the control he craves.

But when a political scandal threatens to ruin Jake’s brother, a prominent governor who hopes to move up the political ladder, Jake is drawn into a dark world of vengeance he swore he’d never enter again. Jake’s family gives him a choice: help them or risk the life he cherishes with Max and Ally.

Deciding to do whatever it takes to protect Max and Ally, Jake is drawn into a world of darkness. Will Max and Ally be able to rescue him, or will Jake be lost forever?

Note: This book contains double vaginal penetration. 

A Siren Erotic Romance

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Bio-

Peyton lives in Michigan where she dreams of summers that aren’t so humid. She and her husband have been married for over a decade years and he often lends a helping hand or opinion or two when she’s writing a steamy scene.

She loves to travel and hopes to make it to a romance writers convention sometime soon to meet her idols in the genre without getting too much “stalkage” in.

When she is not on the net, she is reading about the life of her latest “book boyfriend” or creating one in her own works. If you’d like to to contact her. Drop her an e-mail. She loves hearing from her fans and admirers.

My Blog: Hot, Sexy and Shared- Erotic Romances by Peyton Brittany Clarke- http://peytonbrittanyclarkewrites.blogspot.com

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#FiveOnFriday with Kayelle Allen

Please say hi to Kayelle Allen! You’re going to love hearing from her, especially since her motto is Romance Lives Forever!

Let’s get started with a few questions…

How much importance do you place on world-building?

It’s vital no matter what you write. World-building is nothing more than setting and culture and every story needs those. I write science fiction so I created an entire galaxy for my story universe. I’m a science fiction reader as well as writer and love reading about new worlds. All my scifi books are set inside this larger universe, some on this side of the galaxy, some on that. But from Earth to Sempervia, it’s all laid out and I know details about every world and empire.

Do you use any favorite software when you write, other than word processing?

I use WordWeb every single day, several times a day: It’s a thesaurus and dictionary with links to Wikipedia, Wiktionary, and WordWeb Online built right in. When I’m stuck for a better word, I write the first word that comes to mind, and then type the hotkey to open WordWeb. You can set your own, btw. It pops up with a list of possible words, and tabs that show me several other options, including a list of words in the dictionary that fall before and after it. It’s free and I highly recommend it. You can download it here http://wordwebonline.com/

Do you listen to music while you write or prefer quiet?

I can deal with quiet and sometimes it’s necessary so I can focus, but I also listen to music. Each book has its own playlist. When I wrote one book, I listened to Audioslave, Three Days Grace, Ozzy Osborne, and Nine Inch Nails. For another, it was Linkin Park, Matthew Duffy, and the Verve, Nightwish, Evanescence, Linkin Park, Usher, Depeche Mode and an old Dave Clark 5 song called “Because.” Currently, I’m listening to music on Amazon Prime and have a playlist that’s nine and a half hours long. I’ve never gotten all the way through it but I start at different places. Songs are by Audiomachine, Really Slow Motion, Epic North, Thomas Bergersen, and even one by Katy Perry (Rise).

What do you enjoy most about writing?

I love telling the story and getting reactions. My critique group is vital to my inspiration process. I don’t think I could write without having feedback. It’s the give and take that gets me fired up to continue. My family is also wonderful about giving me ideas and letting me bounce ideas off them. I also love working with my oldest son to do art for my website. He is a graphic designer by trade and his work is just amazing. The youngest is always game for science and math questions. He’s genius at this stuff.

You and your husband are both veterans. How did you meet?

We were both on active duty in the Navy and met in orientation on the new base where we were assigned. He knew I was “the one’ right away and asked me out the minute we met. It took me a little while to believe he was serious. Once I realized he was, I never let go. In December, we’ll celebrate our 44th wedding anniversary. I like to think at this point, we’re both tenured. *grin*

At the Mercy of Her Pleasure – Antonello Brothers 1

Sweet Science Fiction Romance with a Kick
A fast-paced sci fi romance with an adorable, fun-loving hero who’s half-human and half-cat. She’s a by-the-book army captain.
Hired to steal back a prototype taken by the imperial armada, Senth Antonello retrieves it, but his brother is kidnapped to force Senth to surrender the device.
Now he has to rescue his brother, outsmart the armada and keep the item out of imperial hands. All doable, except for one small problem. He must do it in the company of NarrAy Jorlan, a genetically altered woman whose pheromones could enhance the mission or crumble it into dust with a single siren kiss.
He’s a thief. She’s a soldier. Do opposites attract? Oh, mercy!

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The sequel for this book is For Women Only.

Kayelle Allen is an artist and a best-selling American author. Her unstoppable heroes and heroines include contemporary every day folk, role-playing immortal gamers, futuristic covert agents, and warriors who purr. Her graphic designs grace multiple book covers, banners, and websites. Her motto is Romance Lives Forever.
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#FiveOnFriday with Valerie Ullmer

Please welcome Valerie Ullmer! She’s spicing things up for us today with her new book!

Unexpected (A Unexpected Novel Book One)

Valerie Ullmer

Genre:  Contemporary M/M Romance

Five on Friday 

How long does it usually take you to write a book?  It truly depends on the book.  A longer novel, of 50,000 or more words, about three months.  A novella, from outline to completed story is about a month.  For Unexpected, I was working on another book that just didn’t come together and I had to scrap the project at the end of March.  So between outlining, which I started in the beginning of April, and writing, I finished the book on May 11th, the 42,000 word book took me about six weeks.

How did you come up with the idea for your book?  I’ve come to read several M/M or gay contemporary romances in the past couple of months and I loved the fact that on paper, two people of the same sex could fall in love, but still have the same insecurities, the same conflicts that heterosexual couples do.  But gay romance stories do have an intensity that some romance novels miss and I was intrigued.  That is how Unexpected came about.

What do you think makes a good story?  Characters.  I have read books with no plot, but the characters are so intriguing that I never want the story to end.  I love well-developed characters who aren’t contrary because it fills the pages.  I need characters that are flawed, but who are willing to change and try anything because they feel it might be the best thing for them.

Do you use images to develop your character’s looks?  I actually do.  For this book, I used images of Alex Pettyfer, the actor, for Caleb and Teen Wolf (the TV series) star Tyler Hoechlin as Ronan.  It helps me picture my characters as I write.

What do you love best about your current book?  Everything.  I love how Caleb and Ronan take a chance on a relationship even though neither of them had ever dated another man and they act based on their feelings, instead of overthinking each moment that presents itself.  I love how they realize how compatible they are and learn to lean on one another as outside forces try to tear them apart.

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BLURB

A chance meeting will change their lives forever…

From the moment he entered the dark taproom, Caleb Hunt found himself drawn to the handsome man who sat alone at the end of the bar, away from the crowd. His interest in the dark-haired, muscled adonis took him by surprise, not remembering when he’d felt such hunger from a simple glimpse. Unable to stay away, he quickly found an open seat next to him and slid into it. When Ronan turned his ice-blue eyes to Caleb and introduced himself, his warm hand sent shivers of desire through his body and he was enthralled.

Ronan Scott’s boring Friday night had taken a turn for the better when Caleb took the seat next to him. Over the next few hours, he found Caleb easy to talk to and at the same time, he found that he couldn’t tear his gaze away from the beautiful man. Caleb captured his attention in a way that no other had for as long as he could remember. Taking a chance, he leaned forward and captured Caleb’s lips with his. And with the simple kiss, Ronan understood that Caleb would become an essential part of his life.

As Ronan and Caleb explore their new relationship and integrate their lives together, they realize that not everything will be so seamless…

EXCERPT

That’s when he spotted him and everything stopped.

His breathing hitched in his chest and his heart thudded once, hard, and even the music seemed to fade as his gaze landed on a dark-haired man who sat by himself at the bar.  As Caleb’s eyes slid down the man’s body of their own accord, he noted the fitted black tee that emphasized the muscles of his arms, back, and shoulders, before his gaze dropped lower to his legs encased in denim.

When he lifted a beer to his mouth and swallowed, Caleb felt his own throat tighten.  A shiver of desire passed over him.  Never had he felt this way about a man or woman in his life.

Before he could analyze his actions or talk himself out of his stupid plan, he walked toward the man.  Part of him wanted to see if the man was as stunning as he believed from across the bar or if he’d been alone for so long that his mind had conjured the perfect man.

Before Caleb could reach the stool next to him, a beautiful blonde glided up to him, running her hand down his chest.  Her smile flirty and sensual.  Although Caleb had never been propositioned in any way close to resembling what he witnessed, he knew that she offered the man a brazen invitation to get to know her better.

Disappointment flooded Caleb’s chest.

In the next moment, however, she frowned and backed away from him as quickly as she arrived, leaving an empty chair.

Not questioning his good luck, Caleb hurried over and shed his coat, dropping it over the back.  He flagged down the bartender and indicated the beer he wanted.

He sensed the man’s eyes on him, but for the moment, he wasn’t brave enough to turn and catch his gaze.  Not when his breath had stuck in his throat, and he didn’t know if he could speak without sounding choked.

As soon as the bartender handed him his mug, the man turned his body toward him and leaned over to speak, close to his ear.

“Are you here alone?”

Caleb had to bite the inside of his lip in order not to moan out loud at the sexy, deep voice.  Remembering the question, he shook his head and pointed toward Dylan and Garrett across the room.  Dylan, of course, had a woman on his lap and was tracing a finger down her neck, before he leaned toward her and his mouth followed the same trail.

Garrett was looking down at his phone.  The shy woman he’d been talking to had disappeared, much to Caleb’s disappointment, and another was trying, unsuccessfully, to get his attention.  She looked drunk and very loud by the way he flinched every time she spoke.

“Dylan, the one on the right with a woman on his lap, is the biggest flirt in the world.  He’s never serious about any woman he takes home.  Garrett is his best friend, the complete opposite of Dylan, but he’s loyal.”

The man laughed and Caleb couldn’t help the lift of his lips at the sound.  It was deep, rich, and addictive.  But when the man turned his ice-blue eyes on him, something unidentifiable swelled in his chest.  He could sense that he should speak, to keep this gorgeous man talking for as long as possible.  “Are you here alone?”

Smart, Caleb.  Just parrot the same question back.

The man smiled before he nodded over to his group of friends.  Some were flirting, but others were enjoying the company of their friends on a Friday night.

“The ginger is Hawk; he’s a divorce lawyer who is handling Ryan’s divorce.  That’s why they’re hunched over their beers.  Ryan’s wife apparently hadn’t been faithful during their entire four-year marriage, and he found out when he came home early from a business trip.  Jack is the one who is flirting with the group of women; he’s like Dylan in that way, never serious.  He’s a CEO of a tech company and he could have any woman with his looks and the power he exudes, but he’s never been in a serious relationship.  Sam is my second-in-command, the one who looks faintly sick, because Adam is a forensic scientist who loves talking about his work.”

Caleb found himself smiling at the group of friends.  When he glanced at the man, who had turned back to Caleb after pointing out his friends, he snagged Caleb’s gaze.  “So, do you have a girlfriend at home?”

“No.  I can’t remember the last time I had a date, much less a successful one.  You?”

Caleb breathed a sigh of relief when he shook his head.

“I’m Ronan Scott.”  He held his hand out.

Shit, even the man’s name is sexy.

He had to clear his throat before he reached out and grasped Ronan’s large, warm hand in his.  “Caleb Hunt.”

Something inside Caleb warmed in increments until fireworks exploded behind his skin, all from a simple touch.

ABOUT AUTHOR

Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary romances with strong alpha males and brilliant, beautiful heroines. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab. She’s addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character driven romances.

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#FiveOnFriday with Mageela Troche

Please say hi to Mageela Troche! She has a great sounding Scottish medieval romance coming soon!

The Scottish medieval romance The Marriage Alliance is set for release on August 15, 2017.

What inspired you to create your heroine, Ailsa Cameron in The Marriage Alliance?

Ailsa is a lot like me. I am clumsy (though I danced ballet for 12 years) and my plans never work out the way I planned. And when I met the love of my life, I decided that he was going to fall in love with me. Hey, he put a ring on it. That’s a whole other story.

Why did you set The Marriage Alliance in Medieval Scotland?

It started with Braveheart. When I first saw the movie, I wondered about the true history and learned about King Alexander III and the peace that Scotland enjoyed during his reign. My imagination was caught and I had to write about it.

What inspired your hero, Duncan MacLean?

Duncan came to me after Ailsa had come to life for me. He came to me fully formed. I have this imagine in my head of him from the waist up with his arms crossed and a sexy scowl (if possible) on his face. Duncan is the only man from Ailsa.

What curious fact/ research tidbit did you discover?

I didn’t just learn one tidbit. During my research, I came across a book entitled Five Euphemias by Elizabeth Sutherland. It’s a biography about five women named Euphemia and women in Medieval Scotland.

Why did you write this book?

I wanted to write a light-hearted novel that was fun. It is something that is pure entertainment. I wanted to have a good time and I want my readers to have one too.

Book Blurb:

Her hand in marriage could secure peace and safety for those she longs to protect.

Lady Ailsa Cameron is not the most patient of souls. She has even slept through a few high masses. Still, this gentle lass never did anything wicked enough to deserve her father’s pronouncement that she must wed the dread Black Duncan, Laird of Clan MacLean.

As leader of the Spartans of the North, Duncan MacLean has inspired many a gruesome tale throughout the majestic highlands and beyond. Duncan accepts Laird Cameron’s offer of his daughter’s hand in marriage and pledges to make war against their shared enemy, Clan MacKinnon.

Duncan aches to possess his ravishing bride as passionately as he vows never to lower his defenses again. Love blooms between them nonetheless, until betrayal incites a war. Clan MacLean is in danger as are Ailsa and Duncan – but the thing in most peril is their love.

Can past enemies become lovers at last? Or will the flame in their hearts be consumed by the fires of war?

Excerpt: The Marriage Alliance

Scottish Highlands, 1256

Surely, Ailsa Cameron never managed anything in her score of a lifetime so wicked to deserve this cruel punishment. She never took the life of another. Admittedly, she dozed through a few masses in her lifetime. Others were guilty of such sin and never punished so harshly. Maybe, it was the many times she took the Lord’s name in vain. That vile curse hadn’t passed her lips for some time, not since her last penance forbade her from speaking for a sennight. She had remained silent until the noon meal but her guilt still lingered. Even that did not warrant her wedding the dreaded Duncan MacLean.

Nay, she journeyed along the stone-littered tract to the MacLean fortress because of men and one in particular, her father—Laird Cameron. His fierce desire to merge with the Spartans of the North appointed Ailsa the maiden sacrifice to appease the ferocious dragon. Who was the dragon—her father or her husband-to-be?

Either way, Saint Peter would throw open the pearly gates for her since she behaved as the dutiful daughter, pledging the rest of her days to Laird MacLean.

Not that she had many days to live.

MacLeans would rather kill a Cameron than share the air…of course, after they cut out her tongue.

Especially since bloodthirsty MacLeans enjoyed a savory meal of human flesh.

Would her tongue be roasted before consumed or eaten raw?

No doubt raw.

That meal probably accounted for the clan’s immense proportions. Few men towered over highland men yet most highlanders struggled to stand shoulder to shoulder with MacLean men. Muscular forms of others appeared scrawny beside the mighty MacLeans. And the women were no smaller, just about the height of an average highlander, convenient since both sexes lugged around basketfuls of enemies’ fingers. Ailsa strained to reach her brother’s wide shoulders. She’ll never fit in.

She wanted to escape to the mountains rising in the distance behind her. If she veered her mare around, she could gallop away to freedom in the harsh environment, where she could starve to death or, if luck were on her side, be eaten by wild animals.

Maybe, it wasn’t too late to be a bride of Christ. She could live in a convent and not starve or have her flesh ripped from her bones by the sharp fangs of wolves. Then again, the nunnery might not be the best place. Even though Ailsa perfected the serene visage her talents rested elsewhere. Besides, she had slumbered through quite a few more masses than she admitted. Another sin she added to her mental count. Taking the veil would be a disaster for her and the nuns.

So, Ailsa rode onward, up the cresting hill. The impressive fortified castle soared on the rocky outcrop overlooking the loch at the path’s end. A towering curtain wall hugged the craggy contours as the loch’s water lapped gently against the rocks. Harsh highland elements weathered the structure’s limestone to a mixture of grays, browns, and whites cloaking the structure with a dismal aura Ailsa believed her life would become once behind its walls.

Even her gentle mare, dismayed by the sight ahead, stumbled on a stone strewn on the trail meandering to the gatehouse and her doom.

“We shall be well, Joy.” Her mare tossed back her head and neighed, not believing her.

Patting her lean crest, she peeked through the veil of her hair to her father. He wore a pleased looked on his face that bode ill for others. She glanced at her elder brother. Alec sent her tentative smile then turned his gaze. He was as happy about this marriage as she was. As the heir, Alec tried to persuade their father from his determined course but to no avail. Father had a plan, and his children must submit to his commands.

“Come along,” Laird Cameron demanded, placing himself between the two siblings. She sucked in a lungful of crisp highland air, slowly exhaling until the straining muscles in her face eased. Unlike the countless other times, her calming technique failed so she decided to ignore him.

Glancing upward to the lofty battlements, she spotted two heads. Oh God’s eyes, she forgot that gruesome tale! She gawked and swallowed her squeak.

MacLeans decorated their parapets with their enemies’ heads on spikes as a warning to those foolish enough to attack. For the rest of her short days, she’d have to see ghastly heads…until she was propped next to them.

Biography:

An Air Force brat, Mageela Troche landed in New York City and wanted to leave the same day she arrived. Yet, with her stubbornness, she learned to like the place and the libraries were the main reason.  Once she learned to read and write, she decided to be an author and an actress. Once in college, she changed her life plan in the pursuit of money. After all, college loans must be repaid.

With life’s twists and turns, she returned to writing and focused on the romance genre. Mageela Troche’s first break came when she sold a short story to a magazine. She sold two more before the publication of her historical romance novel. She has gone on to write four more novels and a novella.

She is currently writing in the cramped corner of her Big Apple apartment. She is the proud owner of a Black-masked lovebird named Boobula. She loves to hear from her readers and can found online at MageelaTroche.com.

Links:

Website: http://www.MageelaTroche.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/AuthorMageelaTroche

Twitter: http://www.Twitter.com/MageelaTroche

Pinterest: http://www.Pinterest.com/MageelaTroche

Amazon Pre-order link: The Marriage Alliance 

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#FiveOnFriday with Patricia Preston

Please welcome Patricia Preston to Five On Friday with us today! It sounds great, plus read the first chapter!

Let’s start with a few questions for Patricia…

What do you enjoy most about writing?

Writing is like my everything. Isn’t that romantic? Anyway, I love to write and I’m happiest when I’m working on a story. I love the creative process and how the story develops in my head. I live alone and I think of myself as a loner and yet I am never lonely or alone because of all my story people who run amuck in my imagination. I probably should get a cat.

Which 3 Books would you take to a desert island and why?

If they were available, I’d take the following and why is self-explanatory

BOUNTIFUL: The Guide to Eating What Nature Provides

JUNGLE LIVING: How to Decorate Caves and Tree Houses Artfully

A WILD WOMAN’S SURVIVAL GUIDE:

Learn how to make coconut-shell bras and grass skirts

How to bathe in a waterfall without drowning yourself

Swing on a grapevine gracefully

What five people would you invite to dinner and why?

Marilyn Monroe:  I’d like to know if she really killed herself over JFK.

Cleopatra:   I’d love to know more about her life and her culture.

Rick Bragg:  Because it would be a great dinner with cornbread, fried okra, sliced

tomatoes, etc. We’d both pig out and talk writing and I’d sit there being oh so envious

of his wonderful descriptions.

Rhett Butler:  Scarlett O’Hara?  Seriously?

Have you ever used an incident from real life in one of your books?

Many times, all cleverly disguised.

In regard to your new release, what are some of the best things about it?

The characters in NOT THROUGH LOVING YOU were great fun to write. Aaron’s brother, Stevie, is the comic sidekick. He just kinda appeared in the first chapter and as soon as he showed up, I knew he was going to play a role in the book, plus bring a ton of humor with him. I loved creating Gilda, who is a hippie from the 60’s turned spiritualist and the heroine Lia’s surrogate mother. Gilda brought a lot to the story in the way of wonderful oddities. It’s one of the most romantic books I’ve written. Lia, a singer songwriter, is such a lovely heroine struggling with the illusions in her life. Of course, Aaron, who has been a character in my other books, is a pediatrician and a man who really wants a family and his bond with the unwanted baby he is going to adopt is heartwarming. He loves that baby so much. The copy editor wrote me note when she was reading the scene when Aaron did kangaroo care with the baby, she was like swooning. Lia loves Old West outlaws, which Aaron doesn’t understand at all.

If you want, you can Read Chapter 1 where Lia crashes the bachelor party at Aaron’s house and upends his life.

Not Through Loving You

In the Southern town of Lafayette Falls, a new life brings together a woman with everything to lose and a doctor with everything to prove.

When a sickly infant is surrendered at the Lafayette Falls Medical Center, and orphaned soon after, pediatrician Aaron Kendall arranges to adopt him. After a painful divorce, the busy baby doc is about to realize his own dream of becoming a father when the baby’s beautiful estranged aunt turns up. She doesn’t exactly approve of the Kendall bachelor pad complete with Aaron’s cranky dad and wacky brother, forcing Aaron to form a risky alliance with her.

Country singer-songwriter Lia Montgomery barely knew her half-sister, but she’s determined her tiny nephew goes to a good home. If only she fit the bill herself, but her stressful life on the road is no place for a baby. Yet despite her misgivings, as she gets to know Aaron, she realizes the smart and sexy doctor is everything a child could want in a dad and more unsettling, everything she’s ever hoped for in a man. After all she’s put him through, is it too late to form a family and maybe put a song in the good doctor’s heart?

Amazon  http://amzn.to/2p0U63y 

Barnes and Noble   http://ow.ly/vuIs30brDgY

Kobo    https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/not-through-loving-you

Author Bio

Award-winning author Patricia Preston writes mainstream humorous romance, historical romance and comedy. She is represented by the Seymour Agency. Her newest titles are part of a standalone series, Love Heals All, for Kensington Books/Lyrical Press imprint. She has several other e-book titles available including a historical romance, TO SAVE A LADY, set in the French Quarter during the Battle of New Orleans. She also has a comic short story anthology, DIXIE DARLINGS, available in print. Besides writing she loves music, photography, graphic design, and visiting her favorite historical locales including the French Quarter and the Natchez Trace.

You can visit her website at http://www.patricia-preston.com

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