So happy to be here with Eliza today, hanging
with you, my fellow historical romance loving peeps!
I’ve got a new release this week, Deception! Smugglers and sword fights and sexytimes, oh
my!
It’s a big, epic, hot-hot-hot medieval
adventure, a second chance romance with an Irishman on a mission of revenge and
the woman who can bring the whole thing crashing down around him.
First he loved her. Then he abandoned her.
Now he’s the only one who can save her.
The hero, Kier, is a black-hearted Irishman working
a long con against some Very Bad Men who once tried to destroy him (there were
smugglers’ huts and ropes and incinerating fires). Kier
rebuilt himself mind and body and now he’s back, on the hunt for retribution.
Everything’s going according to plan…until Sophia shows up.
He’s shocked and stunned by the reappearance of
the only woman he’s ever cared for (he can’t call it love…he doesn’t know the
meaning of the word yet). But Sophia has
her own desperate plans too, and when she forces her way into his schemes, Kier
is furious.
But Sophia is so very, very good at charming
the people Kier needs charmed, and he’s a risk-taker to the bottom of his heart,
so he’s not above using her. But he will never, ever protect her. It’s a most solemn
vow.
I'm sure it’ll all work out. After all, they're two adults, one on a
mission of vengeance, the other on the run from the most dangerous men in
England. They both want the same thing. Only one of them can have it.
Oh, and they want each other with a
scorching hot desire that won't be denied. What could possibly go wrong??
Come find out!
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionAmazonw
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionKobow
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionNookw
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionKobow
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionNookw
I thought you might like an excerpt!
***
DECEPTION
...Kier
turned and stared through the open doorway at her.
He looked like sin. His hair was dripping dark and wet over his face. His clothes were molded to him, his tunic slack with rain, pressed to his body, his breeches tight, his black boots gleaming, as were the dark eyes he pinned on her.
“Where were you going, Sophia?”
His words were quiet and low, but they unleashed a shiver through her body, prickling her skin from chest to belly.
He advanced a step. “Where were you going with the ledger?”
“Kier,” she said in a low, warning tone.
He kicked the door shut behind him.
“Kier, stop,” she said firmly, but the resolve in her words was belied by the way she started backing up, one hand stretched out behind her, feeling for obstacles. She bumped into a bench and backed around it.
“Where were you going?” His eyes never left hers as he shoved the bench out of his way. “To Cosimo? Or had you others in mind? Perhaps you meant to sell it to the highest bidder?"
"Kier, stop."
"Surely you could have offered me rights of first refusal, could you not, now?” His Irish was getting stronger as his emotions ratcheted up. Jagged chills raked across her chest, a saw-edge of fear.
She shook her head wildly and tripped backward another step. The back of her knees hit the bed and she dropped onto it. “Kier, no, you must see—”
“See what? Perhaps you were evening the score, aye? I left you, now you leave me?”
She scooted across the bed, pushing with her elbows and heels. “No, ’tisn’t—”
He closed his fingers around her ankle.
“Oh, Jésu,” she whispered as he pulled her toward him, bundling the sheets beneath her, until she was laid out beneath his towering body.
His eyes were like fury, his face like stone. “You erred, lass,” he rasped.
She stifled a scream, kicked hard into him, and launched herself over the bed and took off running for the door. She made it two steps before his arm closed around her waist, stopping her like an iron bar. He yanked her back into his chest and the raw, barely-restrained power of him.
"You wanted to negotiate? Let's negotiate," he said, his breath hot in her ear.
He looked like sin. His hair was dripping dark and wet over his face. His clothes were molded to him, his tunic slack with rain, pressed to his body, his breeches tight, his black boots gleaming, as were the dark eyes he pinned on her.
“Where were you going, Sophia?”
His words were quiet and low, but they unleashed a shiver through her body, prickling her skin from chest to belly.
He advanced a step. “Where were you going with the ledger?”
“Kier,” she said in a low, warning tone.
He kicked the door shut behind him.
“Kier, stop,” she said firmly, but the resolve in her words was belied by the way she started backing up, one hand stretched out behind her, feeling for obstacles. She bumped into a bench and backed around it.
“Where were you going?” His eyes never left hers as he shoved the bench out of his way. “To Cosimo? Or had you others in mind? Perhaps you meant to sell it to the highest bidder?"
"Kier, stop."
"Surely you could have offered me rights of first refusal, could you not, now?” His Irish was getting stronger as his emotions ratcheted up. Jagged chills raked across her chest, a saw-edge of fear.
She shook her head wildly and tripped backward another step. The back of her knees hit the bed and she dropped onto it. “Kier, no, you must see—”
“See what? Perhaps you were evening the score, aye? I left you, now you leave me?”
She scooted across the bed, pushing with her elbows and heels. “No, ’tisn’t—”
He closed his fingers around her ankle.
“Oh, Jésu,” she whispered as he pulled her toward him, bundling the sheets beneath her, until she was laid out beneath his towering body.
His eyes were like fury, his face like stone. “You erred, lass,” he rasped.
She stifled a scream, kicked hard into him, and launched herself over the bed and took off running for the door. She made it two steps before his arm closed around her waist, stopping her like an iron bar. He yanked her back into his chest and the raw, barely-restrained power of him.
"You wanted to negotiate? Let's negotiate," he said, his breath hot in her ear.
***
I love
big, sexy, adventure romances with reluctant heroes and smart, feisty women who
push their buttons, so if you do too, you might like the stories too!
You can
check out Deception right now!
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionAmazonw
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionKobow
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionNookw
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionKobow
http://www.kriskennedy.net/DeceptionNookw
Unfortunately,
iBooks and GooglePlay are being difficult, so they’re not live there yet. But
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And stop
by the website for all links and loads of excerpts from all the books
(including the first 4 chapters of DECEPTION!)
How about you?? What’s your favorite kind of historical romance?
Kris Kennedy is a USA Today bestselling author writing super sexy, adventure-laden historical romances set in England and
Ireland during the ages when chivalry and bad boy knights reigned
supreme. They're hot, epic romances with big bad alpha heroes and strong,
fiery heroines who aren't afraid of them (well maybe just a little afraid...)
Come on in and indulge! Ride the king’s highway on horseback and visit smugglers caves. Travel to medieval France & England & Ireland, and get a taste of the Holy Lands. Visit sea towns shrouded in darkness...sneak into hidden caves...sail on ships…get snowbound in a firelit cottage with no one but a dangerous outlaw and the way he’s looking at you, firelight glinting in his eye.
Come on in and indulge! Ride the king’s highway on horseback and visit smugglers caves. Travel to medieval France & England & Ireland, and get a taste of the Holy Lands. Visit sea towns shrouded in darkness...sneak into hidden caves...sail on ships…get snowbound in a firelit cottage with no one but a dangerous outlaw and the way he’s looking at you, firelight glinting in his eye.
You can do it
all in the books!
Have fun in
there!
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