Book Spotlight/Giveaway~ To Steal a Highlander's Heart

Discover Samantha Holt's To Steal a Highlander's Heart

Alana sets eyes on Morgann for the first time in several years and what does he do? He captures her! But Alana refuses to go meekly with the sexy Highland warrior. Her kidnapping will reignite the rift that’s existed between the two clans since her father accused Morgann of theft and she doesn’t want to see her father harmed in the inevitable war that will ensue.

Unfortunately for Alana, the faeries seek to interfere with her plans to escape. The sidhe have a debt to repay and Tèile, the green faery, is determined to mend the rift between the clans for good. And that means ensuring Alana and Morgann marry.

Morgann has his own reasons for taking Alana and they are nothing to do with marriage or war. He wants to use her to reveal a secret from the past, the one that had him accused of theft. If only he didn’t find his childhood friend so attractive. When circumstances force them together, Alana’s life is threatened and war is imminent. Can Morgann reveal the truth without losing Alana? And will the faeries meddling help or hinder his cause?

Teaser Excerpt:

Endless moments stretched on as she waited for Morgann to look away, to break the connection, but he stared brazenly on as his gaze trailed over her face. What did he see? As she gaped up at him, the irate warrior dissolved into a flesh and blood man and she recalled how much she used to adore him. When Morgann was banished from her father’s lands, she’d been heartbroken at losing her friend, but with the blazing sensation of having him flattened against her, she remembered that it wasn’t just the loss of his friendship that hurt her so. She’d always silently hoped Morgann would play a bigger role in her future.

But that didn’t change the fact that he was taking her against her will and she would not go meekly, regardless of what she once felt. If only she could ignore the sensuous pull of his lips or the darkening of his pupils as a rough finger drew a path over her cheek.

A crack ripped across the sky and they both jolted. Pushing to standing, Morgann helped her up and grimaced as he eyed her. Aware of the mud coating her, she swiped a hand across her face as her cheeks heated. Titling her head up, she hoped the rain would at least be useful for something and would not only rinse away some of the dirt but also cool her down. The way the man made her skin blister was extremely disconcerting.

Morgann muttered a curse, drawing her attention back to him as he raked a hand through his hair and yanked some rope from the leather pouch hanging from his saddle. As he turned back to her, rope held out, Alana shrank away. “Ye cannae mean to tie me up, surely?”

Samantha resides in Warwickshire, England with her twin girls and husband. She's a romance addict and has been devouring all kinds of romance for as long as she can remember.

Having studied archaeology, Samantha likes to blend her love of the past with her passion for romance to create thrilling and passionate tales set to medieval backdrops. She thinks there's nothing sexier than a rugged warrior and a feisty maiden falling head over heels for each other.

Website/Blog – www.samanthaholt.org.uk

Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/romanticfiction

Amazon page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B008FKHIXY

Giveaway Information: One randomly drawn commenter will receive a $50 Amazon gift card from Samantha Holt. All you need to do is leave a comment/question for Samantha and you are entered in this contest. 

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Welcome Leona Bushman today

Get a sneak peek into Leona Bushman's story in the anthology, Down on the Farm Vol. 1.....Coming to Breathless Press September 27th, 2013.

Passion ensues at a magical Scottish farm. With magic comes danger; with passion comes love.

The Lion, the Witch, and the Faeries by Leona Bushman

No one can outrun a curse.

Pre-order at Breathless Press

Teaser Excerpt:

Lionel froze for a second when their lips touched. What in the name of Scotland was she up to? Then the fire in his blood burned away the questions and he swept his arms around her and dragged her firmly up against his erection.

Thomasina charged him in an unfamiliar way, appealing to both man and lion. Something about this woman got underneath the shell he'd erected around himself. He placed his hands on her ass, massaging and rubbing it, the rhythm as old as time. Each push into her with his rod increased his lust.

If she were to stop now, he didn't know what he'd do. But she showed no signs of stopping. Rather, she lifted her legs around his waist, pushing her cunt right up to his cock. He gasped in pleasure. "I could get used to a woman in breeches."

She undulated against him and his knees threatened to buckle. He carried her to a small clearing and laid her down, dropping to his knees as he untied her cloak from her chin and spread it out to use as a blanket. Her delightful eyes peered at him, the blue darkening slightly as she gazed at him.

That feeling of being just beyond reality hit him again, like a dream he didn't want to wake up from. The grasses looked greener, the trees looked more alive, as if a druid were about to walk out of them. The very air teemed with life. Yet, it all looked fuzzy out of the corner of his eyes.

Closing them against the distractions, he leaned forward and kissed her again. With one hand trailing up her legs, he started the exploration of her body. Little sounds came out of her that shot harsh lust careening through his groin.

He cupped her mound and rubbed her through the breeches, forcing himself to go slower when all he wanted was to rip all their clothing off. He trailed kisses down her neck and chest to her luscious breasts and bit one nipple poking up through her shirt. She arched her back and grabbed a handful of his hair, holding him to her.

It snapped the last of his intentions to go slow. A small whimper escaped her when he quit sucking and he smiled down at her. "No need to be sad, lass. I'll hae ye calling out in a moment." His words were meant to tease, to ease the harshness of the hunger, but his voice cracked with lust and eagerness.

He quickly pulled her dress over her head, and yanked her pants down, then stared at her, the moment frozen for him. Her nipples poked up proudly in the cool Scotland air and her blonde curls at her apex were damp with her dew. The aroma permeated the air and aroused his animal instincts. Lionel quickly stripped off his shirt and kilt and settled between her legs. He intended to slow himself down again, but she raked her fingernails down his arms. It didn't draw blood and felt damn good.

"Ach, ye know nae what ye do tae me."

He moved to his knees, put her legs on his shoulders, and looked down at her. The moistness between her legs was obvious, but he stuck his finger in her anyway. His control slipped a little more. Even though he'd decided he couldn't go slow, he'd still intended to give her pleasure first.

Keeping that in mind, he inserted a second finger and started stroking her. Her whimpers were coming out louder now and her face flushed rosily. In and out, he went with one hand, and stroked himself with the other. Her eyes tracked his movements on his cock and her mouth opened.

Other stories in the anthology include...

Callum's Fate by Dianne Hartsock

Will the help of the faery people be enough to save Callum from his fate or will he succumb to the mystical allure of the moors?

Give a Ghost a Chance by SJ Thomas

Leah has a sexy Scotsman all to herself, the only trouble is, he's a ghost...

Cat's Cradle by Raven McAllan

Being stranded can have it's perks.

About the Author

Leona Bushman goes by many names but the most common one is superhero. She earned this name from saving a kangaroo from a tree—and yes that is as hard as it sounds. The dragons taught their queen how to write, and Queen Leona hasn't looked back. Even when her muse tries to muck things up.

She can be found goofing off and loving dragons and other creatures of the supernatural at these places:

Twitter: @L_Bushman

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorLeonaBushman

Queen Leona writes mainly for Breathless Press, and the bulk of her books are found here:

http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1&keyword=Leona+Bushman&x=0&y=0

This includes:

The Ulfric's Mate*

Ravaged, Vol 1 ~ Barely There*

Rick Sexed Up the Doc ~ Naughty Nursery Rhyme

The Captain's Christmas ~ Cyber

Crimson, Vol 1 ~ Daryn's Slayer **my story is an historical vamp/wolf story

Serviced, Vol 1 ~ Over A Dead Body

The Midwife's Moon*

*Denotes The War of the Weres series

Down on the Farm, Vol 1 ~ The Lion, the Witch, and the Faeries

Slow Burn ~Dead Man Walking special

Coming Soon from Breathless Press:

The Twelve Delights of Christmas

Ravaged, Vol 2

Coming soon from Just Ink Press:

Mayhem in Mexico ~ Urban Sci-fi, please note this is not a romance.