Welcome to the 55th week of My Sexy Saturday.
A sexy carriage ride
Here’s my excerpt from Viking Fire – historical romance with a touch of magic
Across the rolling hills, Kaireen led him on horseback. Five of her father’s guards rode with them. Side by side, she and Bram rode through the land. Bram spoke of his hopes in Ireland; hopes of raising a family, and plenty of land for farming. He would join his forces with her father’s as protection against raiders, both Viking and Irish. Squabbles among clansmen were often bloodier than Viking raids. She didn’t care that he would help defend against her enemies, not too long ago all would have considered him the adversary.
Unable to stop herself, she laughed as he described his first time riding a horse as a child. His facial antics brought tears to her eyes. After two hours of riding, they reached the border of her land and her father’s. Her manor stood on the other side of the rolling hill. At the top of the hill, a cluster of elm trees rose in tight circle. Bram reined in his horse, glancing between the trees and where the manor stood.
“This mound is taller.” He scratched his chin. “Better defense, why not build the keep here?”
“Daoine Sidhe.” She dusted off her green gown. Looking at his puzzled expression, she knew he did not understand. “Fairies. Everyone knows.” She sighed. “A circle of trees or stones means Daoine Sidhe land.”
“What has that to do with anything?”
“Bad luck if you build on fairy land. They bring death.” She nodded her head. “Steal children, replace them with changelings.”
He stared at her like she was mad. “Well, superstition, anyway. But no servant would enter a place built on Daoine Sidhe land, much less work there.”
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Andrea R. Cooper writes fantasy, paranormal, historical and contemporary romance.
Her favorite childhood memories revolved around creating vibrant characters for her friends, and then acting out their adventures. Inside her fantasy worlds of darkened forests, dragon-filled glades, and iced islands, nothing was banned. From the ethereal Elvin to the most maligned Vampires, all were welcome in her fictional realities, a stark contrast to her home, where the magical and mythical was forbidden.
Divorced and disillusioned of love and believing all the love songs and books exaggerated, she put aside her creativity for life. Many years past before characters, from the familiar to the freshly conceived, came to her again, but this time teasing at a new passion, the written word.
Gradually, her real life hero brought love and magic back into existence. During the time when her characters were getting reacquainted, the love of her life was showing her that true love never gives up and rekindles no matter how many times others attempt to extinguish it. Today, she is happily married with three children.
Andrea believes in the power of change and delighting in each moment. But most fervently, she believes in the magic of love and imagination again.