The MacLomain Series
Viking Ancestors’ Kin, #2
by Sky Purington
Date of
Publication: November 1st 2016
Cover Artist: Tamra Westberry
Genre: Time-Travel Fantasy Romance
Recently divorced, Samantha is all about new
beginnings. Her own company. A beautiful seaside house in Winter Harbor, Maine.
A chance to reconnect with her sisters. But fate has something else in store.
Tenth-century Scandinavia and a reality she never could have anticipated. After
being whisked back in time not once but twice, she ends up in a situation she
didn’t see coming. Kidnapped by a Viking.
Of dragon blood, Bjorn Sigdir knew the moment
he met Samantha that she was nothing but trouble. How else could it be? She
bears the mark of Gungnir, the sword given to Odin by Loki. A blade he is
convinced will ruin his people and all affiliated with them. Determined to
protect his kin, he concocts a plan that will keep Samantha and her unfortunate
tattoo far away from trouble. Or so he thinks when he yanks her back in time.
One a captor, one a prisoner, Bjorn and
Samantha embark on a journey full of unending strife. Feisty and independent,
she has her own mind. Headstrong and stubborn, he does too. However, they soon
have bigger problems than their mutual dislike of each other. Secrets. Ones
that force them closer and forge something unexpected. Respect. Attraction.
Desire. Yet they face a huge obstacle. If they give into love, all could be
lost, including everyone they care about.
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“All right, lead the way, kidnapper,”
Samantha declared. “But I hope to heck it’s in the direction of your fortress
because last I checked you had an ailing father and a best friend turned king
who needs you.”
Bjorn ignored her sarcasm and frowned
as he nudged her along through the forest. Näv had done him no favors with
Samantha’s outfit, and well the devious seer likely knew it. Now she wore
brown, fitted leather pants and a snug jerkin that did nothing to hide her
figure. Naturally, the feisty redhead swayed her hips invitingly though they
traveled over rougher and rougher terrain. And by Loki’s balls, he knew she did
it on purpose.
“So, when are you gonna tell me why
you’re avoiding your family and obligations just for little old me?” she
finally said.
Samantha had a strange way of saying
things. He understood her meaning more so because of her various, unending
expressions than because of her actual words. As it was, the Yggdrasill allowed
them to understand one another’s language but not necessarily the slang terms
or twenty-first century sayings. So there was room for interpretation. Or at
least there would be with any other woman besides Samantha.
His eyes remained locked on her
swaying backside.
She made things pretty clear.
“Bjorn?” She stopped short, and he
walked right into her.
Like the night before, they both
froze. Unable to control himself, he leaned down, nuzzled close and inhaled the
scent of her soft, thick hair. It smelled of sweet flowers that had warmed in
the sun all day.
“Bjorn,” she whispered and turned
ever-so-slowly, curling into him like a cat might her master…like a sweet
little dragon might her captor. He licked his lips, eager to play her game.
Curious to see how far she would take it.
“Did you know I’ve got a thing for you?”
she purred as she flicked her tongue along the side of his neck and her hand
trailed up his thigh. “Since the moment I saw you in that cave in the
mountain.”
“Did you really?” he murmured,
remembering well her appreciation for all men present. But hell if he wasn’t
enjoying this. So he grabbed her backside with one hand and more than relished
the gasp she released when he yanked her close. “Tell me more.”
She swallowed, unsure for a moment
before she continued, her voice ridiculously sultry. “How could I not?” she
murmured. “You were all big and strong and…”
When her hand closed over the hilt of the
dagger at his waist, his hand closed around hers and squeezed. “And what,
Samantha?” he whispered close to her ear.
Yet again their eyes met and narrowed
on each other except this time their lips were inches apart. Her heartbeat
quickened. So did his. He squeezed her backside while slowly guiding her hand
to pull his dagger out and press it to his side. Bjorn repositioned it until
one good thrust would be all it took. “Is this what you want, woman? To end
me?”
Their eyes continued to hold, but she
said nothing.
Yet something happened.
Something he didn’t expect.
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Author Info
Sky Purington is the bestselling author of
over twenty-five novels and several novellas. A New Englander born and bred,
Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth and legend. When combined with
a love for nature, romance and time-travel, elements from the stories of her
youth found release in her books.
Purington loves to hear from readers and can
be contacted at Sky@SkyPurington.com. Interested in keeping up with Sky's
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