Wednesday, March 9, 2016

New release! SOLD INTO MARRIAGE #medieval #fantasy #romance

I'm excited to share that I have a new historical fantasy novella out this week called Sold into Marriage.


When Meadow’s guardian can’t afford his taxes, the foul tempered man instead offers her into the service of the crown—as a slave. But the commander of a passing troop intervenes and pays a bride price for Meadow, and within a few hours she finds herself married to the stern, intimidating man known as Commander Varron. Her new husband proves to be dominant but caring, and her heart eventually softens to the handsome stranger who bought her. But is there any hope of him loving her in return?

Commander Varron wanted Meadow from the moment he looked into her pretty blue eyes, but he expects his new wife’s obedience and doesn’t hesitate to turn her over his knee and redden her bottom when she’s been naughty. The little lass has a tendency to lose her temper, and he sets out to tame her with firm but loving scoldings, spankings, and even more intimate punishments that leave her blushing yet aching for his touch. But their happiness may be short-lived. As they travel to Varron’s homeland, an unexpected danger arises on the high seas, threatening their future together. Are they doomed to remain forever apart, or will Varron finally be reunited with the sweet lass who has stolen his heart?


“Let the girl go,” Varron thundered, his voice full of command. 

Mr. Lansing eyed Varron warily and released Meadow’s arm. She took two steps back and bumped into Varron, then she spun around and stared up at him, her gaze questioning. “Is this legal? Can he really do this?”

Commander Varron suddenly hated this assignment even more than he already had. Damn and blast, he didn’t want to answer Meadow, because she wasn’t going to like his answer. Hell, he didn’t like the answer.

He inclined his head and spoke in a low voice so only she could hear. “Legally, your stepfather can offer any healthy and able bodied member of his household into the capital city’s service, in exchange for ten years of paid taxes.”

She inhaled a quick breath and her lower lip quivered. “Will I be freed after those ten years are up?”

He felt the weight of her predicament upon his own shoulders as he stared into her eyes. “No, Meadow, I’m afraid not.”

“I see.” She squared her shoulders, appearing to summon her strength. She looked adorably brave, and his heart ached harder for her.

Christ, he wanted to press her against his chest and smooth his hands through her dark locks. He wanted to place soft kisses on each freckle that dotted her nose and cheeks. He wanted to tell her that she wouldn’t be considered a slave under the crown for the rest of her life, that she would be free to marry and have a family, that she would be free to be her own person. But he couldn’t lie to her. All the freedoms she’d known and all her dreams for the future were about to be destroyed, and he hated himself for his part in it, even if he was just following the law of the crown.

Then a thought struck him, a sudden and ridiculous thought at that, considering he barely knew the girl.

Buy her from her stepfather. Pay her family’s tax debt and keep her for yourself.

He gazed down at her unblinkingly as the idea formed in his head, whispering intently to his conscious, as well as a darker part of him that wanted to possess the lass. When he had imagined finally taking a wife, he’d never imagined buying a wife.

He felt his nostrils flaring as his blood heated and his muscles tensed. He pictured her naked beneath him, her silken locks spread out upon a pillow as she panted under him, parting her legs as she accepted him into her body.

Make her your wife.

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