Captive Heart

CAPTIVE HEART

THE WARRIOR MAIDS OF RIVENLOCH - Book 2

When Helena of Rivenloch literally steals away her sister's bridegroom, she commits an act of war.  Her victim, however, the charming Colin du Lac, soon teaches her that all's fair in war...and love.

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Damsels in shining armor...riding to the rescue!

Deirdre, Helena, and Miriel, three kick-arse Scots wenches known as The Warrior Maids of Rivenloch,

aren’t about to become any man’s chattel, until they meet heroes who are

strong enough to tame their wild ways and worthy enough to win their wayward hearts.

Helena of Rivenloch has fire in her heart and battle in her blood, and she’s desperate to save her youngest sister from a fate worse than death...marriage.  When Helena attempts and fails to slay the bridegroom, she does the next best thing...abducts his right-hand man, the witty and dashing Sir Colin du Lac, and demands her sister as ransom.

But her plans go awry as her captive—amused and enchanted by her wild spirit—becomes a willing participant in her scheme, and Helena soon finds her own heart held hostage.

Available for Kindle, Nook, Kobo, and iTunes

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PRAISE FOR "CAPTIVE HEART"

“Warmth, wit, and humor...a delight to read.”—Romance Reviews Today

“The well-written story was very amusing utilizing barbs and witty banter between the two protagonists which helped to keep this reader glued to the pages long into the night.”—Reviewers International Organization

“Seduction, passion, and plenty of deception!”—Novel Talk

“Will make you laugh while you remember what it was like to fall in love.”—Romantic Times Book Reviews

“Enjoyable tale...the main characters are a delight.  Adventure and a wisp of mystery.”—Romance Reviews Today

“Totally captivating.”—Joyfully Reviewed

“A thoroughly enthralling romance.”—Faith V. Smith, MyShelf.com

“A wonderful medieval voice and a great flair for the dramatic.”—Romance Readers at Heart

“The witty dialogues and the sizzling tension...make the book a real keeper.”—Love Romances and More

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"I am not afraid of anything," Helena said between clenched teeth,

"not men, nor battle, nor death, nor you."

She braced herself as if for a powerful punch.  “Go ahead.”

“Go ahead, what?”

She shuddered.  “Kiss me.”

 “Nay.  ‘Tis not my way to frighten fainthearted ladies.”

She growled in frustration.  “Bloody hell!  Kiss me, you irksome knave.”

“Not unless you ask nicely.”

"Son of a...  For the last time.  I am not.  Afraid.  Of you.”  And to prove it, she bent forward and crushed her lips against his in a hard, dispassionate kiss.

At least it started out to be dispassionate...