Dark Child by Miriam Newman

Born at a royal banquet for King Conor MacNessa of Ulster, Deirdre is predicted by Conor’s own druid to be blessed and cursed with a beauty that will make kingdoms contest over her.  He names her “Deirdre of the Sorrows” and urges the king to slay her.  But Conor, unwilling to murder a babe, takes her under his protection only to fall prey to the curse when she is nearly grown.  Captivated by her youth and beauty, the aging king will go to any extreme to possess her.

 

When Deirdre innocently falls in love with one of Conor’s chief warriors, it sets in motion a tragedy that will involve kings and countries, famous fighting men and sages alike:  Cuchulain, champion of the Cattle Raid of Cooley, King Fergus MacRi of Ulster, Queen Medb of Connaught, Catha the Druid and others.  Join author Miriam Newman for her bardic-style version of a legend told countless times in Ireland over the centuries–a classic Irish tale of love, loyalty, betrayal, magic and revenge.

Confessions of The Cleaning Lady by Miriam Newman

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Stowed away in the trunk of a pharmaceutical representative from Killarney, a band of feisty Irish faeries is released in the outlying suburbs of Philadelphia, where Malachi McCurdy sets up bachelor housekeeping. In need of a housekeeper, he is introduced to Shawna Egan, unaware that “his” faeries have taken up residence in her oak tree. Shawna, who was raised with tales of the Fair Folk but never realized she can see them, learns it the hard way when she cuts down the tree in which they made a home. She gives them another and faeries always repay their debts. But Shawna has secrets, and although she knows Mal is what she is seeking, will he want her after he has heard the confessions of the cleaning lady? If so, he will need help from the Fae, for the dragons he must slay for his lady live in her mind.

Christmas With the Highwayman by Ellen Margret

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It was the most perfect Christmas. Snowed in over the festive season with the dark, handsome highwayman who just happened to be the disinherited son of an earl and the man Allegra had secretly loved for years. But, those idyllic days during which they ate, drank and made love as snowflakes fluttered down outside the tiny cottage window, came to an abrupt end. The rain came, the snow melted and, refusing to heed Allegra’s plea to cease robbing, Richard resumed his nefarious occupation. What hope for their love now?

Chloe and the Beast by Kristi Ahlers

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Lucian Devon, Duke of Spencer, once a celebrated rogue and legendary lover, finds himself hiding at his country estate shamed and angry. His life of resplendence and social prominence is gone. He is now pitied and that is something he can’t stand. Lucian is now blind, and without his sight, he feels he’s no better than a beast in the wild. So with this thought in mind, he does his level best to keep the well intended friends and those looking for the latest juicy bit of gossip at arm’s length. Thinking he’s been successful, he settles down to feel sorry for himself and live as he pleases. And then his past catches up with him in the most unexpected of ways.

 

Lady Chloé Rosdale has heard the whispered comments of the mighty Duke of Spencer and how the once handsome rogue now acts more like a beast than man. Once they were childhood friends until they both went their separate ways, but Lucian took Chloé’s heart with him. She goes to Lucian with the hopes of helping him. She’s shocked but not terribly surprised by how he behaves. Figuring it’s up to her to bring him back to the life of the living and showing him he’s more than his eyes, these two spend a great deal of time together. Could it be that love is indeed blind and that from tragedy comes the gift of everlasting love?

 

EXCERPT

“Ah, fancy face, you’ve arrived.”

The tone of voice was mocking and she flinched trying her best not allow his words to wound her. Lucian had never treated her with contempt before and to be on the receiving end of his barbed tongue regardless of the reason behind the words hurt.

“I confess it has been a very long while since I’ve had my back scrubbed.”

Swallowing the knot of apprehension choking her, Chloé moved to the screen the only thing separating her from Lucian.

“Are you going to stand there like a mouse all day or do you plan on coming over here before the water cools?”

“How do you know I’m not there now?” she asked as she stepped around the barrier.

“Because, fancy face, I couldn’t hear you breathing. And your voice is not near my ear.”

She acknowledged this with a nod before realizing he couldn’t see her. Since she’d slammed her eyes tightly shut as she came around the corner she didn’t know where he was and the desire to turn and bolt like a rabbit was nigh overwhelming.

The sound of water splashing caused her to open her eyes in time to see Lucian sink into the depths of the bath. The brief glimpse she had of strong looking legs and a well shaped rear end however was seared into her memory. Chloé eagerly traced the lines of his back up to his broad shoulders covered by his long dark hair. Carefully she moved to the front of the tub. Her breath caught in her throat.

Lucian was beautiful.

Water lapped against his wide and very masculine chest. She imagined running her hands up and down the sinewy strength and reveling in the satin touch of his skin against hers.

“I grow impatient, Chloé.” He braced his hands on the side of the tub and made to stand.

“Don’t. I’m…I’m coming.”

Cher and Elsker by Rosemarie Willows

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Axlan “Ax” Barney is a lovable teddy bear. He’s big, broad, and loving. All he wants is someone to see past his stuffing to the man underneath.

Isao “Issy” Hideo is brilliant and beautiful. He’s running away from his family, who refused to accept him for who he is and who he wants to love.

While Ax tries to help a friend through hardship, Issy works to show he’s strong enough to stand through any pain his man could face.

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Loathe to waste the fifteen dollars, Ax raised the glass and gulped it down, feeling the burn and the rush of the alcohol. He flagged down the bartender and got a bottle of water, equally as overpriced as the whiskey. As he sipped a thin body worked its way in next to him. Figuring it was one of the many party boys looking to get more liquor in his system, Ax kept his head down.

Cher, no one so pretty should look so unhappy.” Soft lips and hot breath pressed against his ear made him startle as much as the smooth southern accent he remembered from earlier.

Ax turned his head and looked into the chocolate eyes of the cab driver he’d ogled before spilling his best friend into the back of the man’s cab. The man was even more beautiful up close. “Sorry, what?”

A seductive smile curved those tempting lips. He pulled back only a few inches and spoke loudly to be heard over the pounding music. “Ax, oui?”

“We what?” Ax felt like an owl as he blinked at the god deigning to speak to him.

The man tipped his head back and laughed. Ax felt his cheeks heat. Of course the man wasn’t suggesting they do anything together. The deep accent suddenly triggered in Ax’s head a memory of a trip to New Orleans. Yes, not we, dummy. “Um, yes, I’m Ax. How did you know my name?”

“Your friend,” he replied, his face still split in a wide grin.

“Pete? Is he okay?” Suddenly anxious, Ax stood and started for the door. If that little shit did anything to hurt Pete, Ax would find him and kick his scrawny ass.

A slim hand curled around his bicep and pulled him to a stop in the relatively quieter lobby. Ax looked down and shivered. The man had gorgeous hands with long slender fingers tipped in short opalescent-polished nails. “He’s fine, Ax. Last I left him he was humpin’ that bitch up against his door. I’m not here because of him. I’m here because of you, cher.”

Ax frowned in confusion. “Why?”

The man’s smile went from amused to sultry. He pressed his trim body, accentuated in a tight red thermal and tighter black jeans, along Ax’s side. His free hand slid around his hip and up to rest in the small of Ax’s back and bring him in closer. He rose onto his toes, rubbing his body along Ax’s and once again spoke into Ax’s ear. “Because, cher, I’m off duty and I want to spend a little time.”

“With me?” Ax couldn’t hide the surprise in his voice.

Mais oui.”

Ax gulped again. He couldn’t believe this gorgeous man wanted him. As he pulled away, the smaller man’s hand slid down and fleetingly caressed Ax’s ass. Ax felt his cock, already half hard, surge against his zipper. By the widening of the man’s grin, he felt Ax’s reaction, too. Cocking one black brow, he nodded toward the door. “Shall we?”