Legends of the Fenian Warriors, Book 2
by Mary Morgan
by Mary Morgan
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Friday, July 13, 2018
Monday, July 9, 2018
Monday Book Review: Oath of a Warrior, by Mary Morgan
Legends of the Fenian Warrior, Book 2
Published July 2018 by The Wild RosePress
About the Book:
Fenian Warrior, Rory MacGregor’s love conquests are legendary, but he has never spoken of the one mortal female who captured his heart. After his dark secret is finally revealed, he is ordered to return and seal the wounds left open by her death. Yet, he finds the timeline altered and swears an oath to rewrite fate, even if it brings about his own death.MY TAKE:
Erina MacIntyre is known for her healing herbs and love charms. Determined to aid others, she refuses to listen to the whispers that call her a witch. When a Highlander steps forth into her path, he ignites a thread of strange familiarity and sparks a flame of desire she is unable to control.
Can the destiny of two lovers find love once more among the ashes of death and betrayal? Or will history repeat itself, leaving a scorching path of destruction for both mortals and Fae alike?
Mary Morgan writes in a lyrical flow that sweeps you along with her time traveling Fae warriors as they battle injustice and romance their heroines. The magic and romance blend to bring this paranormal tale to life in brilliant color.
Rory MacGregor is a member of an elite Fae warrior Brotherhood. He and two others broke several rules to help another clan of warriors in another series by Morgan, Order of the Dragon Knights. Each of the three Fae were imprisoned separately to await their trials. Book one told the first tale of trial and redemption, this second book tells Rory's story.
He's sent back to relive a defining incident in his life, to 1600s Scotland, but warned not to tamper with the delicate threads of time. When he gets there, the timeline has already been altered, giving him a chance to do things differently, despite being warned not to make changes. But how can he stand by and watch the same injustice befall the one woman he has ever loved... Even if she is only human, and he's sworn to never love or marry.
While I've read other books by this author, I missed the previous book in this series and found myself a little confused in the beginning. The machinations of the Fae court and Rory's anger toward his friend puzzled me. Once Rory traveled back in time and the action began in earnest, I was completely invested in the story and the romance. Rory and Erina make a wonderful couple, especially since Erina is as independent, opinionated and stubborn as Rory is. The heat between them is scorching!
I love the research and dedication by the author to making her characters and settings so authentic. I felt utterly transported to the Scottish Highlands, as well as enchanted by the Fae realm. Fans of Diane Gabaldon's Outlander series (like me) will appreciate Morgan's rich, detailed descriptions and colorful dialogue.
This was a wonderful reading escape for an unseasonably blustery and cold summer day, and one I highly recommend. Now I need to go back and read book one, while I eagerly await the next story in this series!
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Friday, March 2, 2018
Friday Feature: YA author Kyla Stan and FORBIDDEN TIDES - coming soon!
Coming April 17 2018 from Opal Moon Press
About the Book:
…Some would say I
look like a mermaid, the essence of nautical beauty. I looked in the mirror and
saw a monster....
... "Astrid, my
name is Zander of the Deep Clan, and I am here to bring you home.”
About the Author:Astrid Murphy, born with strange webbed hands and a thirst for saltwater, feels like a freak. She desires to look and feel normal, just like her family. But Astrid doesn’t realize that she’s meant to be the next ruler of the Deep Clan, a race of merpeople who are dying from pollution and overhunting. She is the only one who can save them.Zander’s mission was to find Astrid, bring her home, and save their world. Not to fall in love with his target. Surrounded in a web of danger, a forbidden love between princess and warrior blossoms. But Zander knows they can’t focus on each other. The Deep Clan must come first.But it’s the one enemy Astrid never expected who will tear it all down. Her father. The one person who was supposed to love and protect her, will do anything to keep her from fulfilling her destiny with Zander. Even kill.As Astrid and Zander fight for their world, they learn the true depth of what it means to love, the power of hope, and what it means to be free.
Ever since she was a child, Kyla Stan enjoyed creating
fantasy stories. In fact, she has a notebook from when she was a child filled
with stories that are being updated for a modern young adult audience. Kyla
knew at a young age that being a writer was her dream, and so she pursued it at
the young age of sixteen.
Kyla hopes her writing will help other people with mental
illness, such as anxiety and depression. Kyla also wants people to be aware of
environmental issues, some of which are reflected in Forbidden Tides and her first self-published book about werewolves
titled, Poet Tongue. In October 2017,
Kyla also published a dark poetry collection titled Nightshade. She has a degree in communications, and a master’s in
English and creative writing. Her dream is to become an English professor and
inspire others to write.
Kyla loves animals, and lives with her cat Chippy, a
seventeen-year old plecostomus named Suckerfish, two adorable gluttonous
goldfish; Lucky and Chance, and nine frogs; Fudge, Gordita, Milagros, Spot,
Little Froggie, Prince, Tiger, Sirenia, and Celeste. She also loves chocolate,
baking competitions, long walks in deep forests or open beaches, and
photography.
Visit kylastan.wixsite.com/mysite for more information
about upcoming stories and tips on writing!
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Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/KylaStanYAauthor
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Other Published Works On Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B071H9D1X4
Book Excerpt:
Prologue:
I was born with webbed fingers and a love for
the ocean. From a young age, I knew I was different. There was always a thirst
for the sea, as if it called out to some deep instinct that I couldn’t
understand. My life changed when I was only three years old…
.~.
“This here is the
best girl in the world,” Finnegan Murphy bragged to his friends in his thick
Irish accent. His daughter, Astrid, danced clumsily around to the song “Surfing
USA” by the Beach Boys. A humid Californian night encircled the group of
friends that huddled close to the roaring bonfire as they celebrated the
arrival of the summer solstice. Airplanes resembled blinking comets while
faraway stars flickered with life. When Astrid fell in the sand, Finnegan
chuckled heartily and helped her back up. She pulled at her tight shoes that
hid her webbed toes.
The smell of
charred hamburgers on the grill made Finnegan’s stomach growl. Astrid’s mother,
Maristella, chatted with the other women from the neighborhood. Her friends
cackled from the over indulgence of alcohol.
Finnegan hollered
to his wife to bring him a burger. She smacked the back of his sandy blond head
playfully, and he wrapped an arm around her hips. He kissed her stomach, full
of life with the promise of their first son. The group stopped and listened to
the approaching roar of the waves crashing down before continuing their
conversation. Astrid watched the beautifully hypnotic ocean with innocent,
transfixed eyes. There weren’t any small inlets where they resided, just pure
coastline leading out to the vast sea with no boundaries.
She sat on the
ground and played in the sand while giving an occasional tug on her
uncomfortable swimsuit bottom. She looked up again as the lion’s roar of the
ocean filled her tiny ears and slammed against her heart. She turned towards
her father, who was laughing at some unheard joke with a bottle of beer in
hand.
“Daddy, can we go
to the ocean now?”
Finnegan, still
laughing, looked down at his beloved child. “Of course, my dear. As soon as
everyone leaves.”
When the adults
began talking again, she slowly waddled off down the shoreline. Her eyes
widened as the wild waves clawed desperately at her shoes, trying to bring her
into the sea. Her small body trembled with delight at the thought of swimming,
but she firmly planted her feet down and refused to move. She was warned by her
parents that a lot of scary monsters came out at night when the water churned
so violently.
Unable to hold
back her urges, she bent down and stuck her hands into the cool bliss, then
quickly threw them up in the air to create a splash. She giggled at the effect
and continued her silly behavior while the waves licked her hidden toes.
Astrid suddenly
looked up. She was sure she heard someone call her name. Her little eyes could
barely see, and she had to squint just to get a basic shape.
“Astrid… come, child.”
She was
frightened, but the voice seemed familiar and comforting, like a warm blanket.
From the darkness of the waves emerged a man with a thick mane of azure hair
and emerald eyes. He smiled as the toddler inched her way into the sea. The
tides swirled around her ankles… calves…waist…
“Astrid! Get away
from the water!”
The man in the
sea dove back into the abyss.
Astrid turned and
saw her father running down the beach. Finnegan snatched her away from the
wave’s clutches in his fiercely strong arms. He was about to take her away when
she pleaded for him to say hello to the man.
“But Daddy!
Look!”
Her little finger
steered his gaze out to sea, where a man with pale blue skin waited patiently.
Finnegan’s eyes grew wide and his grip on Astrid tightened.
“No… you shall
not take her from me, you beast of the depths. Over my dead body…”
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Coming April 17...
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