The Bannockburn Spell by Nancy Adams

Happy Sunday and Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Canadians!

I'm parting with Goddess Fish on this beautiful fall day and am here to share a blurb and excerpt from my newest release The Bannockburn Spell.
Hope you enjoy.

Nancy



The Bannockburn Spell

With the help of a bet, an eight-hundred-year-old marriage contract and a spell, ex-SBS soldier Will might just have enough in his arsenal to capture Meghan’s heart.

Since arriving in Little Glen, Scotland, Meghan Kennedy’s life has got decidedly more interesting. She enters into a bet with hunky ex-SBS soldier, William MacKenzie, discovers an ancient marriage contract and to top it all off, she learns that she had a spell cast on her…eight hundred years before she was even born. None of it matters, because she refuses to make the same mistake twice. Will’s hard body and sexy grin don’t matter, his beautiful hypnotic eyes don’t matter, and it doesn’t matter that every time they kiss her body calls out for his, as though denied of his touch for hundreds of years.

Ex-SBS soldier William MacKenzie is disciplined, trained to be an efficient soldier and he takes the same approach with his life as he does his business. Then Meghan arrives, with her fiery temper and hair to match, all he can think about is Meghan. Her feisty temper bemuses him, her beauty astounds him and her stubbornness annoys the hell out of him. Lucky for him, he doesn’t know how to quit, he can be just as stubborn and occasionally ruthless, and he will use any means necessary to get her. Of course the ‘means’ at his disposal just happen to be a bet, a marriage contract and an ancient spell, but if in the end Meghan belongs to him, who is he to argue?

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Excerpt:


For a week Will watched Meghan. He watched her body movements, her expressions. Took mental notes on how she responded to him when he was close and what she was like when she was unaware of him. And after the week was up he paid Duncan a visit.

"Will!" Duncan stepped aside allowing him entry. "What brings you here?"

"Meghan."

"She’s still at the library, something about a rush on a deadline."

"I know where she is." He levelled his stare on the older man. "I need to ask you a few questions about her."

Duncan frowned, closing the door. "I have a feeling we might need a drink. Come on." Duncan marched into the den not bothering to wait for him.

Once Duncan had handed him a Scotch and had settled himself in an old wingback chair, he asked, "Now, what’s this all about?"

"What’s wrong with Meghan?" Will asked, taking a seat across from him.

"How do you mean?"

He placed his glass on the floor beside his feet. Clasping his hands, he rested his elbows on his knees. "When I’m with Meghan she’s fine, no nervous stomach or nausea and she eats. But, when I’m not there, she looks uncomfortable and I swear to God she looks as though she is about to throw up. This wasn’t happening before, but it is now, so I’m asking you, what the hell is the matter with her?"

"Just like you said, nervous stomach."

"Bullshit," Will snapped then ran his hand through his hair. "It looks like…" This was crazy, but it was the only thing that made any sense. "Like she gets nausea when I’m not with her."

"Well, at least it’s happening when you’re not there. It’s good to know you’re not the one making her sick," Duncan pointed out.
"Damn it, Duncan, that’s no’ the point." 

Sighing, Duncan gripped the glass in his hands. "I was hoping she wouldn’t have this much trouble, but I should have expected it, she’s a Kennedy after all and if we are anything, we are stubborn."

"Yes, you are and so is Meghan, but what does that have to do with anything?"

The older man exhaled slowly. "Meghan’s sudden bouts of queasiness are your fault."

The muscles in his shoulders tensed up. "How’s that?"

"Now don’t go getting your back up. She is doing her share to you too."

"Doing what to me?" He clenched his fists.

Duncan gave him the okay-I’ll-spell-it-out-for-you sigh. "Meghan’s absence is causing you to behave this way."

Will snapped his head up. "What way?"

"The entire time I’ve known you, even when you were a wee lad, you could always control your actions, when other children even your own brothers, could not. Yet here you sit about ready to beat me senseless."

"Duncan, I would never—" He was cut off before he had a chance to finish.

"This behaviour is out of character for you, as are Meghan’s bouts of nausea out of character for her."

Will exhaled as he stood. "Jesus, Duncan, out with it."

Duncan swallowed the remainder of his Scotch. "Have you ever heard of a binding spell?"

"A what?"



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One last sizzling excerpt for you. Don't forget to leave a comment for a chance to win

Thanks so much for joining me today. I hope everyone had a fabulous Sunday, whatever you did. I got a lot done and even had time to do a little yoga. That always feels so good! Okay, let's have one last excerpt. This is from the first book in The Adventures of Star Lite series. Star and Adam, the hero and heroine, meet in a most unusual way. Leave me a comment and I'll pick one winner at the end of the day who can choose between a back list book (everything except Into the Magic)  or a hand-made bookmark goodie pack. (Goodie pack for US residents only, please.) Enjoy, and thank you for reading.

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After a devastating fiasco on her wedding day, still-single Star Brite longs for peace and quiet to nurse her broken heart. Instead of the uneventful summer vacation she has planned, she's transported to a strange planet with even stranger inhabitants, and an irritating but sexy man named Adam who claims he's a magician. Star senses danger in this place, and her suspicions are confirmed, as the two humans witness a bizarre display of power from a mad king. They form an uneasy bond and work past their differences as they look for a way to escape, and attempt to reason with two sensuous pixies, who try to protect their ruler. When the king makes a foolish decision, danger threatens the entire planet. Not one to give up without a fight, Star reluctantly agrees to a sexual experiment, discovers her untapped powers of magic, and opens her heart to the possibility of love.

Esme began to rub Star’s neck, and Star sighed. Esme's strong hands felt good on Star’s tight muscles. Slipping away to la-la land, Star remembered she had a mission and pulled her mind back to the present.

“So, tell me about this party. Is everybody I saw at the dinner table a guest? Where do they come from?”

“Yes, they’re all guests from our home planet, Kastra. King Gaius likes to have company at his parties so he invites—” Esme suddenly stopped. “I’m not supposed to talk to you. I’m sorry. Here, I forgot to turn on the music. You just listen and relax. I'm going to apply a clay facial mask. We'll let it set while I work on your legs and feet. It will help smooth out those blotches in your complexion.”

Esme flipped a switch and a melodic, pleasing tune began to play.

Do I have a blotchy complexion? Esme needs to talk to those diplomatic relations people. Star knew she would get nothing more from the young pixie, so she let herself drift off and enjoy the experience.

Her mind wandered to picture Adam standing naked near the hot tub. She didn’t want to think about that particular scene, she needed to focus on a way to get out of there. But her brain had ideas of its own, and naked Adam would not disappear. It hardly seemed worth the effort to try to think of something else, and he really did look quite divine, so she let her imagination roam.

In her fantasy, she rose from the tub to greet him. She had the body of an Olympic athlete, and hair from a shampoo commercial. Her skin was certainly not blotchy and her teeth were white as pearls. There were no annoying pixies around for miles.

They hugged, a firm, loving embrace. Both of their bodies were warm. Adam’s hands travelled down her back and caressed her butt, squeezing her firm cheeks. She explored his body, touching every inch of delicious skin she could reach. His cock grew hard and pressed into her stomach and moisture formed between her legs. She stood on her toes and rubbed her pussy against his cock, eliciting a deep moan from him.

Their lips met and Star and Adam kissed, not one of those tender, sweet butterfly kisses that drove her crazy with wanting more. This was a hungry, passionate invasion, both of them tasting each other’s mouth, him biting her lower lip to just this side of pain. The kind of kiss that set her mouth on fire and almost left bruises, the kind Star loved.

His hand stroked her breast, cupping and squeezing the firm flesh, and just as he lowered his head to suck her aching nipple, Star felt something cold and wet on her cheek. Is that Adam’s tongue? She jumped.

“Sorry to startle you. The clay is a little cool at first, but it will warm up,” Esme said.

With a sigh, Star’s allowed her mind to drift back to reality. Damn, it had been a good long time since she’d had a daydream like that. Her pussy was wet and wanting, and raw desire throbbed through her body. Even though she was scared, something about this place had awakened her senses. She actually felt more alive and vibrant than she had in a long time. As annoying as Adam was, a deep desire for him coursed through her. His teasing manner in the hot tub had been for her benefit, she was sure, to help her relax and his words had been sincere—he really did think she had a nice body.

She would have smiled with pleasure had her face not been solidified by the clay mask. This sensation was a welcome change of pace from the emptiness that had greeted her each day for the past year, and Adam was certainly a delightful break from the men she knew. He was strong and seemed smart, without being a bore. His sense of humour, well, anyone who could keep his wits about him under these circumstances was extraordinary. She found she looked forward to their next encounter, clothed or not.

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A Party Pavilion virgin with a slightly steamy excerpt and a giveaway

How exciting! My first post at the Goddess Fish Party Pavilion! I'm also starting my first tour with them on Monday and I'm really looking forward to that. What a fun week this will be! Let me start by posting a seductive little excerpt from my featured book, Into the Magic.  Leave me a comment and I'll pick one winner at the end of the day who can choose between a back list book (everything except Into the Magic)  or a hand-made bookmark goodie pack. (Goodie pack for US residents only, please.) Enjoy, and thank you for reading.

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“Are you sure I shouldn't stay one more day?” she called from behind the door. “If you give me directions, I can do magic. Remember, on Porrima? We did pretty well, together.”

“No, I’ll worry about you and you’ll distract me.”

“I won’t distract you, I promise.”

Star came out of the bathroom wearing a short, see-through robe. Her bedtime garments usually consisted of old T-shirts purchased from the thrift store, which she wore until they had too many holes. For this trip, she’d splurged on this barely there wisp of lingerie. The short style flattered her figure, showing off her legs and hinting at more beneath. Star loved the way the chiffon caressed her skin. Her nipples hardened as the fabric slid over them.

Adam stopped his movements and stared at her. Star gracefully twirled, giving him a full-body view, and she watched his eyes darken and a slow heat flare in them. She suddenly ached for his touch.

“It’s new. Do you like it?”

“I like it very much. I like what’s in it even more. See? You’re already distracting me. Here’s my credit card. Call the airline.”

Star snatched the card from his hand and flounced away, but smiled as soon as her back was turned. He was weakening, she could sense it. He wanted her just as much as she wanted him, perhaps more. His eyes smouldered with lust that demanded to be satisfied.

While she held the phone and waited on hold, she watched Adam set up protection spells. He walked like a panther around her room, graceful and lithe, his movements sure and adept. He was in his element when he did magic. Why didn’t he want to practise it more? One of his many secrets, which she suspected would soon affect her life.

He had to tell her what was going on. She was certain they were meant to be with each other—she felt it in her heart and believed it in her soul. Why else would they have been thrown together on a strange planet for that wild adventure? Their paths had crossed for a reason, and she meant to find out why.

Her ruminations and pleasure at watching Adam were cut short when the customer service representative came on the line and took her credit card information. She could catch a flight early the next afternoon.

The call completed, Star joined Adam at the window.

“I never get tired of this view, no matter how often I come here,” he said.

“It is beautiful. So many lights. If I squint just right, I can turn them into a rainbow.

Adam laughed and put his hand on her hip. The heat from his fingers penetrated the thin material and made her shiver.

“I’m going to leave now. You need rest. It’s been a long day.”

“Don’t leave.”

She turned to face him, tilting her head to look into his eyes. Such beautiful eyes! They were deep brown, with flecks of gold, and right now they were filled with such longing that her heart skipped a beat.

“I really should go.” His voice, thick with desire, contradicted his words.

She moved her body closer to his, her breasts and stomach touching him, absorbing his warmth. The sheer fabric may as well not have been there. Rubbing her torso slowly on his, she reached around his waist, pulling their bodies tight together.

“Damn, you feel good. I could spend hours doing this,” he whispered in her ear.

“So, let’s.”

“No. If I start with you, I won’t want to stop.”

“So don’t.”

Star ran her fingertips across his chest, stroking the hair, caressing his nipples. She bent and took one in her mouth, sucking it, swirling her tongue around the hard surface. The taste of his skin made her pussy throb with need. She had never wanted a man this badly, had never been wrapped in such desperate longing.

“Star…” It was almost a cry of anguish, but she didn’t stop. Instead, she moved her mouth to the left side, teasing the slick point on the right with her fingers.

With a low growl, he cupped her chin and lifted her face, his golden-brown eyes blazing. He leaned her against the window and pulled her hands over her head. Holding them both aloft with one of his, he undid the satin sash of her robe with the other and ran his palm down her body.

Still holding her, he explored with his free hand, tracing the curve of her hip, the swell of her breast. Star closed her eyes and leant back, the cool glass of the window a sharp contrast to her hot flesh.

Adam slid his hand between her legs, fingers stroking her slick folds. One finger found her engorged clit and he brushed it, slowly, teasing. She moaned and tugged her captive hands, eager to touch him. He continued caressing, fingers searching, driving her mad with desire.

With a final tug, she freed her hands and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing their bodies close again, desperate to have his skin on hers. The feel of his hard cock against her stomach caused another rush of heat, then his lips were on hers. His tongue penetrated her mouth, probing deep. Everything around her ceased to exist, except Adam. His scent, the taste of his mouth, the feel of his firm hands became her world. 

When he broke the embrace, she nearly fell, so lost was she in his kiss.

He slid the robe off her shoulders, then turned her around and pressed her onto the window again.

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First excerpt (R) Till Surrender-M/M~Avril Ashton

BLURB: Tattooed half-breed, Takayo ‘Saint’ St. John, kills for the PSC with single-minded efficiency. He’s never questioned or failed his assignments…until he stares into the cornflower blue eyes of Ryken Valte, the man whose life he’s infiltrated under false pretenses. Harsh words and a cold shoulder isn’t enough to keep the distance between them, but Saint’s mission hangs over his head. His job is to kill the brother of the man he loves and he sees no way out of his predicament.

Ryken melts under the intense attraction between him and Saint, but the man keeps pushing him away, denying their connection. Ryken would give up everything, do anything to have Saint at his side and in his bed, but secrets bigger than them make it impossible. Ryken yearns for Saint’s surrender, but he’ll get more than he bargained for when dark forces neither comprehends return with a vengeance.


EXCERPT

“No killing the target until you hear from me.”

Takayo ‘Saint’ St John leant back in his chair, arms folded across his chest, and raised an eyebrow at his boss. Remi Parascu pushed a folder across the large mahogany  desk towards him.

Saint grabbed it and flipped open the brown folder. “Tell me again how I got chosen to babysit a freaking human?”

This wasn’t his normal assignment—most of Saint’s missions were in-and-out jobs, like the one he’d recently completed in Germany. . He hadn’t even disembarked the Council’s private jet when Remi showed up with this new gig. The Paranormal Security Council—known as the Council—marshalled the different paranormal sects in the US and abroad, providing security for high-ranking Para officials, and making sure Para laws were upheld. When anyone stepped out of line and broke those laws, the PSC also dealt with them. ‘Dealing with them’, more often than not, meant killing them, and Saint was one-fourth of the team given the termination assignments.

The president of the PSC met his gaze with unblinking eyes. “This is an elite’s job and, since Prescott’s on another assignment, you’re up to bat.”

That still left one other person. “And Voltaire?”

The female head of their team known as the Death-Bringer was the deadliest of them all. This job seemed more suited to her. Besides, Saint really wanted to sleep. And get laid. Though not necessarily in that order. It’d been a long-ass minute since he’d had a good dick suck and a balls lick. Fuck, but he was due.

Remi pushed her chair back and got to her feet. The tight grey skirt and blue blouse she wore clung to her lithe frame. Saint didn’t have to be into chicks to appreciate her gorgeous feminine form.

“Voltaire’s in Colorado.”

The words were spoken evenly, but he had a feeling more went on behind Remi’s direct stare.

“She’s mated with a wolf out there and is apparently still in the honeymoon phase.” Remi grimaced.

He chuckled. “Must be one crazy-ass wolf to risk mating with V. She’s a live one.”

“Yeah, well, at least she hasn’t left completely. In fact, she’s the one who recommended you for this.”

“No shit.”

“No shit.” A knock came on the door of her office and Remi headed towards it. “Read up on your cover and the target. Wheels up in five hours so I suggest you get that pesky hard-on taken of asap.”

Folder in hand, Saint surged to his feet with a grin and snapped a salute. “Yes, boss.”

*****

ve and a half hours later, Saint still hadn’t got any sleep, but he’d managed to rub a nut off in the shower. Not quite the same as a warm, wet mouth swallowing him, but he could hold on—barely, till he found a willing partner.

As the pilot turned off the seatbelt sign, he stretched his legs out on the seat in front of him and read through the folder Remi had given him. He grinned when he saw his name remained the same. He didn’t technically exist, so they’d given him a brand new, and very violent background. Not too dissimilar from his real life, but the fake Takayo St John was all about honour and morality. Fighting for the greater good.

Ugh. Saint wanted to hurl. He already hated the new him. It was the perfect bait, though, to reel in the humans intent on making a move on the Council. He flipped back to the pages about his target.

Nathan Valte.

Tall and lean, the fair-headed former professor of literature looked older than his thirty-eight years. He’d turned activist against all Para citizens after his wife and child were killed by leopard shifters.

Literally torn apart.

Saint winced at the gruesome pictures. Since his loss, the professor had become outspoken about his hatred for Paras, amassing a pretty considerable following. Before now, no one in the paranormal community had taken him seriously, deeming him harmless and grieving. Something had definitely changed. What though? That info wasn’t in the file, but several attempts had been made on Valte’s life. The man was in desperate need of a bodyguard, and who better to fill the role but fake Saint?

He’d be embedded with Nathan at his Texas compound until Remi gave him the go-ahead to off the professor. Saint didn’t do up close and personal, though there was a first time for everything. As a half-breed—part Para, part human—no one would have an idea a Para was in their midst unless Saint wanted them to. Unlike full-blooded Paras, he could pass for human any day of the week.

He paused at a photo of Nathan Valte with a younger man by his side. The other man’s face was averted, his attention off camera, but he’d been graced with the same light colouring, slight build and fair hair as the professor. If Remi’s info was anything to go by, this would be the professor’s baby brother, ten years younger, Ryken.

Saint stared at the younger Valte, wishing he could see his face clearly. A sense of familiarity flooded him as he practically willed the man to turn around, look into the camera. Stupid. Did he know Ryken Valte? Should he? His gut told him yes. Saint caressed the man’s face in the photo and the tattoos on his chest, arm and back came alive—writhing, burning his skin with each stroke of his finger.

“Fuck.” Sweat popped out on Saint’s brow. He flung the folder across the plane’s cabin and staggered to his feet. What the hell?

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Howdy from Avril Ashton

Good morning all, and thanks to the Goddess Fish peeps for having me over today. I’m Avril Ashton and I’ll be dropping in and out all day. Computer time is limited as Sunday is family day and use of computers is banned. LOL

This upcoming week I have two releases on deck and I thought I’d share a few sneak peeks from them with you. They are M/M, and I’ll be giving away an ecopy of one of them to one person who comments on any of my posts during the day.

Here are the blurbs from my two releases and I’ll be back during the day with excerpts. First up, releasing on May 7th (tomorrow) from Total-E-Bound and available now for pre-order:


TILL SURRENDER 
Book two in the Paranormal Security Council Series

The key to his salvation is the one person he’s destined to love...and betray.

Tattooed half-breed Takayo ‘Saint’ St John kills for the PSC with single-minded efficiency. He’s never questioned or failed his assignments...until he stares into the cornflower-blue eyes of Ryken Valte, the man whose life he’s infiltrated under false pretences. Harsh words and a cold shoulder aren’t enough to keep the distance between them, but Saint’s mission damns him. His job is to kill the brother of the man he loves and he sees no way out of his predicament.

Ryken melts under the intense attraction between him and Saint, but the man keeps pushing him away, denying their connection. Ryken would give up everything, do anything to have Saint at his side and in his bed, but secrets bigger than them make it impossible. Ryken yearns for Saint’s surrender, but he’ll get more than he bargained for when dark forces neither comprehends return with a vengeance.

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Next up, coming May 9th from Ellora's Cave, is

LOVE THE SINNER

Detective Gabriel Ashby has never looked twice at another man, yet the criminal across from him, the man he’s interrogating, isn’t like any other. Gabe can’t deal with the sudden, intense need he has for one of NYPD’s Most Wanted. Everyone close to Angelo Pagan ends up dead, with the smug gang leader standing amid the rubble. Gabe would love nothing more than to bust Angelo’s ass and lock him up. So why is he seeing the bastard in his dreams at night?

Angelo Pagan knows attraction to Gabe is suicide. He’s resolute to ignore the chemistry…until a police raid goes wrong. He critically injures Gabe, changing the trajectory of both their lives. Now the two can’t get close enough. They settle into a forbidden affair threatened by lies and betrayal, living on different sides of the law with no way of breaching the gap between them. With the authorities looking to make an example of Angelo, Gabe has to decide if it’s really worth it to hate the sin but love the sinner.

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A Caribbean transplant, Avril now lives in Brooklyn, N.Y with a tolerant Spousal Equivalent. Together they raise an eccentric daughter who loves reading and school (not so much school anymore). Avril’s earliest memories of reading revolve around discussing plot points of The Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys with an equally book-minded mother  

Always in love with the written word, Avril finally decided to do the writing in August of ’09 and never looked back. Spicy love scenes, delicious heroes, and wicked women burn up the pages of Avril’s stories, but there’ll always be a happy ending; Av remains a believer of love in all its forms.

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Welcome To My Release Party

Hi Everyone,
I"m here to kick off my first virtual book tour for my newest release which begins on Monday October 17th and runs for two weeks. Sorry no food and drink at these virtual get togethers but hope some of you can join me along the way and say hi.
Here is the link to the stops and dates http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2011/08/virtual-book-tour-then-came-you-by.html?zx=b0fd0f03aaab8201

I want to say a quick hi to my two critique partners. Olivia and Sue, thank you both for all the help you offer me along the way.

Also, to all my editors from both Total E Bound and Cobblestone Press. And of course the artists who design all my wonderful covers.

So now onto this new release. It's my first one with Total E Bound and my first cowboy romance. It's set in Wyoming and have to admit that it was lots of fun to write.


If you haven't already seen the cover here it is. Hope to 'see' some of you at one of the tour stops- Have a great weekend.