An Enchanted Spring
Mists of Fate #2
Mists of Fate #2
by Nancy Scanlon
Releasing
May 24th 2016
Diversion
Diversion
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . An Enchanted Springs (Mists of Fate, #2) . . .
Fantastic adventure. Broiling danger. Alluring Irishman. Intoxicating chemistry. Travel through time. Historical Romance. I think this hit most of my romance wish list and then gave me more. There is no question in my mind if I will read this again. Only when I will read it again. Which may be sooner than necessary. I am heading to the bookstore to get the first one in the series.
Aidan. Aidan. Aidan. Future savvy businessman and past warrior. Times a come a changing and this man adapts with the blow of the wind. He was also misguided and a bit, well shall I say and idiot. Protect. Serve. Protect. Taste. Protect. Ravish. Protect. The contradictions going on within were relayed well.
Emma was a woman with a past. A woman with trouble on her tail and wanting to live there. An ex. His problems. She breaks free. So she thinks. She gets a fresh start and almost begins to live again before the ex comes back. There was drama, danger, chemistry, combustion.
These two were a pair in the future and united in the past. Aidan and Emma set the pages aflame with the chemistry they have. There adventures makes the perfect read. The danger adds and extra layer to this beautifully written historical/contemporary time traveling romance.
Nancy Scanlon you have done an outstanding job. Put me on the list as must have the next Mists of Fate.
Emma was a woman with a past. A woman with trouble on her tail and wanting to live there. An ex. His problems. She breaks free. So she thinks. She gets a fresh start and almost begins to live again before the ex comes back. There was drama, danger, chemistry, combustion.
These two were a pair in the future and united in the past. Aidan and Emma set the pages aflame with the chemistry they have. There adventures makes the perfect read. The danger adds and extra layer to this beautifully written historical/contemporary time traveling romance. Nancy Scanlon you have done an outstanding job. Put me on the list as must have the next Mists of Fate.
**This ARC was provided
via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.**
Mist of Fate series:
The Winter Laird - Mists of Fate, #1
An Enchanted Springs - Mists of Fate, #2
Once Upon a Summer Night - Mists of Fate, #3 EXPECTED RELEASE 2017
Blurb
Nancy Scanlon continues the timebending saga she began with The Winter Laird, pulling heroes and villains alike through the portals of time to help save their futures and find their truest loves.
The Winter Laird - Mists of Fate, #1
An Enchanted Springs - Mists of Fate, #2
Once Upon a Summer Night - Mists of Fate, #3 EXPECTED RELEASE 2017
Blurb
Nancy Scanlon continues the timebending saga she began with The Winter Laird, pulling heroes and villains alike through the portals of time to help save their futures and find their truest loves.
A
time travel accident has left Aidan MacWilliam, younger brother of a medieval
Irish laird, trapped in the future. Though he’s become a successful
entrepreneur in the twenty-first century, Aidan still can’t banish thoughts of
the world he left behind. In search of distraction, he heads to New York to
scout a PR person for his cousin’s matchmaking firm, Celtic Connections.
Emmaline
Perkins might be the perfect candidate. A PR expert and closet medievalist,
Emma has always put work before her social life. When a breathtakingly handsome
man who looks like he stepped straight out of the Middle Ages proposes
business, she struggles to keep her professional and personal lives separate.
Then
Emma's ex-fiancé resurfaces, threatening Emma’s livelihood, her home, and
ultimately her safety. Aidan jumps to protect her and not just because she’s
good for business. He feels a primal need to defend the alluring young woman.
But the question is not where she'll be safe, but when.
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He stopped directly in front of her, his body inches from
hers, and slowly leaned in. Emma’s breath hitched, and her body went on full
alert, her senses hyperaware of him. His clean scent filled her nose, and his
nearness made her knees turn to jelly. When her eyes locked on his clean-shaven
face, it took every fiber of her being not to rise up on her toes and run her
tongue along his jawline.
His eyes met hers, and she saw it—raw hunger. As he
raised his hand slowly, she parted her lips, hoping for a second taste of Aidan
MacWilliam.
The sound of something rustling above her head forced her
to look up.
Aidan brought a bag of coffee down to the counter and
trapped her between his arms.
She couldn’t move. She didn’t want to move.
They stood like that for a long moment before he shook
his head a little, as if questioning his sanity, before he placed his hand on
her jaw, tugged it open, and melded his firm lips to hers. Her eyes fluttered
closed of their own accord, and she was suddenly enveloped in his arms, his
hand stroking her neck. He cradled her head and flicked his tongue to hers. She
wrapped her arms around his shoulders and brought them up to his neck, as he
kissed her gently, carefully, as though she would break.
She sighed softly and leaned into him, and he growled
into her mouth. Aidan kept one hand in her hair, his fingers gentle, and
pressed his other hand into the small of her back, bringing her body flush with
his. He deepened the kiss, devouring her in the best of ways. Emma felt
cherished, branded, and hot all over.
She pressed into him harder, and he slid his hand up her
spine, sending chills throughout her overheated body. She ran her fingers
through his hair, surprised at its softness. He drew her attention away from
wandering thoughts, though, when, without breaking the kiss, he grasped her waist
and lifted her onto the counter. He angled her head and kissed her as though
his life depended on it.
She lost all coherent thought.
His hands were on her back, her shoulders, her hair, her
legs. She dragged her hands up his abs, feeling the ridges of muscles and
flesh; she wanted to tear his shirt off and kiss him everywhere, all at once.
“Ahem.”
Dimly, she registered that someone was standing on the
other side of the island, and she tried to disengage from Aidan.
“Kitchen’s closed,” Aidan said, his voice rough. He
rested his forehead against Emma’s.
“Let me know when it’s open, all right? I need some
coffee before I start working,” Colin replied, the grin in his voice
unmistakable. A few seconds later, a door opened and closed.
They looked at each other for a moment, breathing hard,
and didn’t say anything. Aidan flicked his gaze to her lips, and kissed her
hard and deep before pulling away. “I won’t apologize for that.”
More confused than ever, she glared at him. “I don’t know
whether to slap you or…or…”
His green gaze locked on her for another moment, and he
let out a sudden chuckle. “Christ, Emma, what you reduce me to. Kissing you in
my cousin’s kitchen.”
“That felt more like ravishing,” she snapped before she
could stop herself. She slid off the counter.
He brought his body against hers once more, and she
cursed herself for freezing in place. He leaned down, his mouth on her ear, and
ran his tongue along it. “Then you’ve never been properly ravished,” he
whispered.
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Author Info
Born and raised near Boston,
Massachusetts, Nancy Scanlon wrote her first romance novel at
age 16, when she realized that fictional boyfriends were much easier to figure
out than real ones. In the time since, she managed to earn a degree in English,
obtain a graduate certificate in creative writing from the University of
Cambridge, and marry the man of her dreams (but she still holds tight to her
fictional boyfriends).
Currently, she resides in Puerto Rico with her
husband, two children, and two dogs. When not writing, Nancy spends her time
reading, reviewing and blogging about romance novels, watching too much HGTV,
and taking care of her family.
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