by Joanne Wadsworth | Feb 24, 2014 | Author Blog
Hey everyone,
The new year has certainly rolled in and brought a ton of surprises along with it. On January 1st, my publisher Lyrical Press was acquired by Kensington Publishing Corp and is now a digital imprint for this large New York publishing house.
I’m so excited by this move forward by Lyrical, to grow and expand within the digital world. Lyrical will be bringing you more top quality books by fabulous authors and I’m thrilled to be a part of it.
Last week I signed contracts for my backlist of books, including Protector, Warrior and Witness Pursuit. They will be back on the market around mid-March once the contracts are received and the books relisted (hopefully sooner.) Enchanter, the third book in my YA/NA series, will also release with Kensington/Lyrical in May. I’m actually sitting on Enchanter’s cover right now, and I can’t wait to show it to you. The moment I’m given the go-ahead, I’ll be blasting that baby about.
Hunter, Highlander’s Captive and Highlander’s Castle are all available on Amazon, so you can grab copies of those whenever you like. And a huge thank you to all of you who have. Highlander’s Castle joined Captive in Amazon’s bestsellers charts within just a couple of days after release, so thank you. Thank you.
On another note, I’ve received several personal emails and messages from aspiring authors this month. I love helping other authors as I can, and I’ve had some great, thought-provoking discussions. I was particularly asked if I was now a hybrid author, a writer who is both traditionally and self published? And if so, how did I come to that decision and why? I’m bringing those questions to my blog this week, and to share the information on it.
As I see it, every writer has the choice of how they want to publish their books, it’s just traveling down that road and discovering how to negotiate all the twists and turns that’s the tough part. Do you want to seek an agent, cold submit to publishers, or self publish? There’s so much advice out there and it’s really hard to weigh everything up and make the right decision. That was the major concern these aspiring authors who messaged me had. They didn’t want to make a wrong choice, so what advice did I have?
I’ve been writing for six years and have been exactly where they are, and understand where they want to head. Writing a book takes time, dedication and love, but that’s only the beginning. Editing a book takes learning our craft, guidance and a ton of hard work. Publishing a book takes knowledge, knowledge and knowledge. Anyone these days can self publish a book, but the last thing you want to do is have a book out there which is not up to grade.
Knowledge is needed. That’s why there are publishers. Publishing is a business, and publishers have that knowledge. Traditional authors come by some of that knowledge as they traverse the path to publication with their publishers. Self published authors must seek that knowledge on their own, and I applaud them for all the hard work they do in getting there. No matter if we’re a traditional, hybrid, or a self published author, we all work hard.
Back to the question though? Why did I chose to become a hybrid author? Honestly, it kind of just happened, and snuck right up on me. First, I wrote a novella (Hunter) and I wanted to use it to market my YA/NA series. That’s what started it all.
I do though have a professional editor, and I’d never release a self published book without having my editor go over my books with the skill and finesse she does. I’m a professional author, and if you read any one of my books, you’ll get nothing but my very best. I will also continue to publish by both means, traditionally and self published. I just love the combination of the two.
I also believe 2014 will be the year we see a large number of traditionally published authors (like myself,) branch out and self publish some of their works. Why not? This is the best time to be a writer, and there are so many avenues open to us.
We just have to make sure we make the right decision at the right time so we keep things moving along smoothly. For aspiring authors. Only you know what’s best for you and your work. I’m sure you’ll seek advice and probably get a ton of information, but weigh it all up for yourself and see what feels right. If you decide though to self publish your first book, I highly recommend you seek an editor. I know they cost money, but is this a career choice or not? Beta readers and critique partners are fabulous people. They do an amazing job. Love them. But professional editors are like gold. Go for the gold. 🙂
If anyone else would like to offer advice, drop in a comment. Perhaps you’re like me and are now a hybrid author. Let me know. I’d love to hear about it.
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~~ Joanne Wadsworth’s Books ~~
Buy HIGHLANDER’S CASTLE (Highlander Heat #1) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy HIGHLANDER’S CAPTIVE (Highlander Heat Novella) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy HUNTER (Magio-Earth Novella) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy WITNESS PURSUIT (Bodyguards #1) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / iTunes / Kobo
Buy WARRIOR (Magio-Earth #2) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / iTunes / Kobo
Buy PROTECTOR (Magio-Earth #1) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / iTunes / Kobo
Take care this week. 
by Joanne Wadsworth | Feb 17, 2014 | Author Blog, Highlander's Castle
Hey everyone, thanks so much for joining me today. I couldn’t be more excited to bring you both a cover reveal and a book release in one.
I can’t believe HIGHLANDER’S CASTLE is now available. This is book one in my Highlander Heat series. The novella in the line (Highlander’s Captive) which released six weeks ago, shot into the bestsellers charts on Amazon’s US and UK sites, and continues to remain there. I’m still a-buzzing over that. So, if you picked up a copy, then thank you, thank you, thank you. You helped make a dream of mine come true.
The next two books in this series, Highlander’s Magic and Highlander’s Charm, will release later this year, and I can’t wait to bring you those stories. In the meantime, check out the swishy cover. I hope you like it.
Highlander’s Castle
HIGHLANDER’S CASTLE
Traveling through time…for a Highlander.
Anne MacLeod’s identical ancestor has made a wish on the Fairy Flag at Dunvegan Castle, one which sees the two young women swapping places in time and leaving Anne set to handfast with the very man her ancestor wished to escape. Only Anne sees the possibilities, because now she could change the future and ensure her parents never perished in the inferno which took their lives.
Highland warrior Alex MacDonald has made an agreement to handfast with Anne in order to bring a halt to the feud raging between their clans. The last thing he expects though is a woman claiming to come from the future, a woman who stirs him on a physical and emotional level to protect, and to even believe.
When Anne finds herself in her MacLeod chief’s presence, she chooses to go with him in order to leave a message for her parents. In full pursuit, Alex wages a battle of the heart, and of the very essence of time. Can he defy the odds as Anne is taken from him…to work his own magic and get her back?
A Historical Highlander Romance
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Are you all ready for a tantalizing, toe-curling excerpt? I’ll try and melt away some of that winter chill. Here we are.
EXCERPT –
Anne rounded the corner of the stables with Mary. Before the waters of the glistening loch, a hundred shirtless warriors wielded claymores in a battle of strength against one another.
She searched through the half-naked men and found the very one she was after. Alex’s body was hard and packed with muscle, his shoulders and arms thick and strong. His chest held the finest smattering of hair, the same blond of his head. Below the plains of his glorious chest, his abs rippled, layer upon tight layer and all covered with a healthy sheen of sweat.
“He’s by far the tallest.” And Anne wanted every inch of that body back against hers.
“Aye, my son could never be missed in a battle.”
His powerful form was magnificent, and his command of the warriors he fought against a sight to behold.
Alex thrust his enormous sword against his opponent’s as if it were an extension of his arm and not a monstrous piece of steel. Now, this was exactly how he’d come about every one of those bulging muscles.
“I have to get closer.” She passed Mary her basket.
“I’ll hold Alan off.”
“Thank you. You make a wonderful friend.” Stepping forward, she focused on the man who’d made love to her so intensely throughout the night. He moved deftly, growing stronger with each strike of his claymore upon his opponent’s blade.
The two men circled each other, as if waiting to pounce for the next attack. Alex raised his weapon and—
“Lass, get back here now.” Alan tried to pass Mary who zigzagged in front of him.
“Damn,” Alex swore, barely missing his challenger’s blow. His gaze speared toward her. “What are you doing out here?”
She stared at his wide chest. Even the veins on his arms stood rigid and firm. “Sorry, the view was rather distracting.”
“You could get hurt.” He marched toward her, caught her arm then led her to the rear of the stables where all was quiet. “Lass, you cannae look at me like that.”
“Like what?” She touched his chest with her finger then swirled down over his wicked abs.
“Like that.” He picked her up, kicked open the door of a side room, set her down and slammed the door shut. His eyes burned a molten hue even in the dark confines of the cramped room. “Up with your skirts.”
“What?”
“Up. With. Your.” His plaid rose at the front, and all of its own accord.
“Oh, like that?”
He backed her against the wall. “Aye, like that, my sweet.”
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~~ Joanne Wadsworth’s Books ~~
Buy HIGHLANDER’S CASTLE (Highlander Heat #1) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy HIGHLANDER’S CAPTIVE (Highlander Heat #0.5) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy WITNESS PURSUIT (Bodyguards #1) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / Kensington Publishing / iTunes / Kobo
Buy ENCHANTER (Magio-Earth #3) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / Kensington Publishing / iTunes / Kobo
Buy HUNTER (Magio-Earth #2.5) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy WARRIOR (Magio-Earth #2) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / Kensington Publishing / iTunes / Kobo
Buy PROTECTOR (Magio-Earth #1) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / Kensington Publishing / iTunes / Kobo
I’m thinking of you all who are suffering from this terrible winter weather. Take care this week.
by Joanne Wadsworth | Feb 17, 2014 | Author Blog
Hey everyone, here’s Liza O’Connor with the third book in her A Long Road to Love series. She’s also running two giveaways, so don’t forget to check out how to enter at the end of the post. I’ve been fortunate to read both the first two books in this humorous disaster romance series, and had a giggle while I read them. So, without further ado, I’ll hand everything over to Liza.
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Coming to Reason. How does that happen?
Like Carrie, in my life, ‘coming to reason’ came fast and hard.
When the man I thought was my soul mate of ten years told me he’d met someone else and wanted to see where it might go, I was floored. Totally didn’t see it coming.
Surely, there should have been some signs…
We never fought, so I pushed my memory for smaller hints. We still did things together, played tennis, skied. There had to be some hint I hadn’t caught onto.
A man can’t fall out of love
and I completely fail to notice, can he?
I thought back to the night I finished reading Bridges of Madison Country. I looked over to him and likened us to the couple in love. I remember he seemed disturbed by the comparison. No doubt because he saw Heather as his true love, and me the one keeping them from being happy. At the time I assumed he hadn’t liked the book and didn’t wish to be compared to it.
That was the only clue I had.
In my perspective, this Heather person came out of nowhere.
I asked him to tell me about her. He seemed happy to share. She worked at his office, she had a girl from a previous marriage, and a boyfriend so this wasn’t easy for either of them. She was my age and he really liked her and wanted to see where it might go. He spoke with great calmness and compassion, but not an ounce of guilt or remorse. He had to know his words were ripping me apart, but he didn’t give a shit. It was all about him. (I say this now. At the time I only saw his compassion, not what was missing.)
He asked me to stay until he got the matter sorted out.
And because I loved him more than I loved myself, I agreed.
We had plans to attend a theatre production that night and I tried my hardest to be cheerful, but the more his words replayed in my mind, the deeper they cut. I began to silently cry, then not so silently. We had to leave so other people could enjoy the play.
His mother called me soon after. She was so sorry we were breaking up. Then she told me less than a month ago, he’d told her he ‘was thinking about’ marrying me. That floored me. Now nothing made sense.
I moved into the guest bedroom. Living in his house with him kept me hoping we could turn matters around. I desperately wanted to fix whatever was wrong. I got him to go to counseling with me, but after the first meeting, where we got along so well, the counselor split us up.
And thus began the counselor’s efforts to make me come to reason, but I remained hopelessly in love, so desperate to fix my soulmate’s temporary insanity. Instead of helping me fix my problem, the guy focused on the unhealthy aspects of our relationship. Even before I came to reason, I knew he strongly felt I needed to break away.
But at home, matters almost seemed normal again except I slept in the guest room and my heart was severely injured. My soul mate went to visit friends in California. He said Heather wasn’t going, but he may have lied. Still, every night he would call and tell me the stupid ass things he’d done because I wasn’t there to fix matters. We’d laugh and hope grew within me that we could get beyond this. He mentioned the same, saying we’d be stronger in the end.
While a part of me hoped for the best, another part of me knew whatever had broken wasn’t fixable nor could I ever trust him again. I would always be searching for signs I missed this time.
Somewhere in this painful month, I parked my pride at the curb and called Heather, begging her not to take him from me. She said she had no idea what I was talking about. Nothing was going on between her and my guy.
Now I wondered if my soul mate had truly gone insane and had made this whole romance up.
I discovered the truth on the day we planned to go to a Giant’s game. I remember telling him that morning how much I was looking forward to the having fun together. He agreed and for a moment things seemed good. Due to my counselor’s advice, after work I never went straight home. I would go to the Y and swim laps for two hours.
But this night, I didn’t want to make us late for the game, so I cut my workout short and hurried home. He’d promised to be home by six. When it turned six-thirty, something broke inside me. I got in my car and drove to his place of work. The door was locked, so I lurked about outside, pacing in fury. Finally, he and Heather came out, arm in arm, laughing and happy. (Had I owned a gun, none of us would be alive now. When I saw them together, I lost all reason.)
Being gunless, I went a little crazy on him while Heather scurried back into the office.
All my pent up rage came pouring out of me. And when I finally made it back home, my EX-soulmate opened my car door and declared it over. He was done with Heather. No more.
Too Late. I was done with him.
‘Reason’ had finally arrived. I realized if he had truly loved me, he couldn’t hurt me like this. He was either a sadist or the most self-centered guy in the world, but this had never been a healthy love. I had loved him more than I loved myself, which is NEVER a good thing. And from my new perspective he didn’t love me at all. I was just easy to get along with and willing to do things he liked to do. A convenience, nothing more.
And that was it. I made him leave his house and live with his mother for a month while I hunted for a house of my own. Then I left and never looked back.
In my book Coming to Reason, Carrie ignores reality so long you’ll want to slap her silly, then wham, all hell breaks loose and in a single day she’s over him. I’ve no doubt someone who’s never loved a Trent will say Carrie comes to reason too fast, but I will argue from personal experience that anyone stubborn and determined enough to love a Trent can turn on a dime the moment she realizes that he never loved her and that she deserves much more than he’ll ever give. This enlightenment doesn’t happen over time, it happens in an instant when she finally sees him for the man he is, rather than the illusion she loved.
Later after the pain goes away you realize he’s not evil incarnate. He’s just broken and has no idea what love is. But the actual moment of Coming to Reason can be incredibly fast and life changing.
For me, it began the best years of my life. And for that, I thank you, Heather. Sorry, he broke your heart too, but that was inevitable.
Here’s a bit about the book
Coming to Reason:
COMING TO REASON
Book Three: A Long Road to Love
Humorous Contemporary Disaster Romance
Amazon
Blurb
Carrie has committed to an inter-species marriage with Trent, her billionaire boss. Only, she requested a long engagement to improve his stats. Presently, he is eighty percent dreamboat and twenty percent nightmare.
When he fires her so they can be a ‘normal couple’, everything heads south. Providing her a stark contrast, her new boss is everything a woman could want in a man.
But for Carrie, her heart is taken and thus, her path to reason remains long and arduous.
Liza O’Conner writes books that speak to my soul. Carrie is a character you will not soon forget.
–Rebecca Royce, author of The Warrior series.
I only have one thing to say about Liza O’Connor’s A Long Road to Love series: Read them. They’re funny. You won’t regret it!
—Maria Hammarblad, author of Kidnapped.
Excerpt
He shook his head. “I’m still growing up from the petulant child I’ve been all my life.” He exhaled and met her gaze. “To continue my progress, I need your assistance.”
She marveled at his newly acquired ability to admit weaknesses. “Anything,” she promised.
Leaning in, he kissed her forehead. “My therapist believes your desire to be the world’s best EA and my girlfriend is hampering my attempts to grow up. You take care of all my problems. He says I need to handle matters for myself.”
Fear spread from her chest out to her fingertips, making her numb, slowing her brain. “Are you saying you want to break up with me?”
“Never!” He covered her face with kisses.
She pushed him away. “Then what?”
“It’s time to do what we talked about months ago. You need to quit Lancaster Chairs and get another job.”
Was he insane? He couldn’t survive two hours without her. “We should do this slowly, so you can wean off.”
He smiled. “Michael disagrees.”
She’d always liked his therapist, until now. “Maybe I should talk to him.”
“No! You’ll only prove to him I’ve made no progress at all.” He gripped her hands. “I need to stand on my own two feet. You have to let me grow up and take responsibility for myself.”
“All right.” Her stomach roiled with doubt. He’d be calling her back in a week to help save his company again.
Still, growing up meant he’d make mistakes along the way. She had to let him take the reins, even if doing so had disaster written all over it. “I’ll start looking on my lunch hour.”
“No. We need a clean cut. As of now, you no longer work at Lancaster Chairs.”
“Trent! We have to have a transition. We’ll need to find a new EA. I’ll need to train the person in.”
He pressed his fingers to her lips. “I completed the interviews and I’m going in to train my EA. I’ve got it all under control.”
His assurance stunned her. He must have planned this for weeks, perhaps months, but never said a word, which hurt her feelings. Still, she sucked it up and tried to focus on the positive. Trent wanted to grow up and take responsibility. “I should still come in and show the person…guy or girl?”
The question made him choke. “Are you kidding? After Grant? No way in hell I’d hire another male.”
A Long Road to Love
Book One
Worst Week Ever
“Love this book and couldn’t stop laughing from beginning to end.” 5 stars – Alves – Amazon
61 reviews: 4.3 stars
Book Two
Oh Stupid Heart
“Be warned though, this book is completely different from The Worst Week Ever. Yes, there is still humor, dry wit, situations that you would think…NOT AGAIN but this one humanizes Trent more.” 5 stars – Brian’s Mom – Amazon
8 reviews: 4.8 stars
Book Three
Coming to Reason
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Author Bio:
Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.
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by Joanne Wadsworth | Feb 10, 2014 | Author Blog, Highlander's Captive
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Interestingly, we actually have a saint, a priest from Rome known as Valentinus, to thank for Valentine’s Day. Back in the day, and I’m talking around the fifth century, Valentinus was a bit of a rebel. The Roman Emperor Claudius II didn’t believe married men would make good soldiers, and he banned his top guns from getting hitched, but Valentinus was sneaky.
This saint, with his amethyst ring engraved with the cupid symbol, performed marriages for those soldiers who wished them. Then to remind them to remain faithful to their wives when out celebrating a winning battle, he cut heart shapes from parchment and gifted them to them.
So, what does Valentine’s Day mean to you? Do you go all out and present flowers? Buy chocolates or send a card? For me, I love to give heart-shaped chocolates wrapped in red foil to my closest. Just love it.
To continue spreading some yummy sweetness, I’m going to share a new snippet from HIGHLANDER’S CAPTIVE, one in which the hero has just captured his heroine and stolen her away. I’d also like to thank everyone who’s bought a copy. Highlander’s Captive has shot into Amazon’s Bestsellers Charts in the UK and the US. During the past month since release, this novella has made the #1 slot within the Scottish Medieval Romances and Historical categories several times. I’m simply buzzing.
Wind whipped through Ivor’s shoulder-length hair, drying it into a rakish look. As he held the ropes, his biceps bulged and his every muscle strained to control the wind power he’d harnessed in the skiff’s tight sail.
Oh, Julia should turn her gaze away. Only, so impressive. A warrior of great strength.
Mayhap she should enjoy this since she didn’t have a choice. She’d certainly never ridden in a boat moving at such speed that ’twas half out of the water. Awed by his ability, she peeked over his arm. The coastline was but a blur. Her heart near jumped out of her chest and she clutched him tighter. “How fast are we going?”
“Faster than usual, but the crosswinds will ease off soon.”
Plastered against the hard planes of his body, she almost hoped they didn’t. She smiled and lifted her face to the sky, allowing the moment to expand. This was life, and far more interesting than the confines of Dunvegan Castle, not that she’d ever tell Ivor that.
She might be his captive, but not for long.
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For those who’d like to enter my giveaway for a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card and some other goodies, then click on the Rafflecopter Giveaway link below.
But that’s not all… In addition to my personal prize for this hop, there are some fabulous blog tour prizes up for grabs. The grand prize will be a Kindle Paperwhite and a digital new adult romance basket. Also every comment in the hop will count as an entry toward this prize. Just let me know what your favorite Valentine’s Day gift has been. I’d love to hear about it. (But don’t make me too jealous.)
Keep hopping– The complete list of participating authors is on the list below:
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~~ Joanne Wadsworth’s Books ~~
Buy HIGHLANDER’S CAPTIVE (Highlander Heat Novella) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy HUNTER (Magio-Earth Novella) at: Amazon Kindle
Buy WITNESS PURSUIT (Bodyguards #1) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / iTunes / Kobo
Buy WARRIOR (Magio-Earth #2) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / iTunes / Kobo
Buy PROTECTOR (Magio-Earth #1) at: Amazon Kindle / B&N Nook / iTunes / Kobo
TAKE CARE.
by Joanne Wadsworth | Feb 3, 2014 | Author Blog
COVER REVEAL
WISHING FOR A HIGHLANDER
Be careful what you wish for. It might just come true.
Single-and-pregnant museum worker Melanie voices an idle wish while examining a Scottish artifact, that a Highland warrior would sweep her off her feet and help her forget her cheating ex. The last thing she expects is for her wish to be granted. Magically transported to the middle of a clan skirmish in the sixteenth-century Highlands, she comes face to face with her kilted fantasy man.
Tall, handsome, and heir to his uncle’s lairdship, Darcy Keith should be the most eligible bachelor in Ackergill. Instead, thanks to a prank played on him in his teenage years, he is known for being too large under his kilt to ever make a proper husband. “Big Darcy” runs his deceased father’s windmills and lives alone at his family manor, believing he will never marry.
But a strangely-dressed woman he rescues from a clan skirmish makes him long for more. When the woman’s claims of coming to Ackergill by magic reach the laird’s ears, she is accused of witchcraft. Darcy determines to protect her any way he can, even if it means binding her to him forever.
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Hey everyone, Jessi Gage is dropping by and showcasing her beautiful cover for Wishing for a Highlander.
Thanks for hosting me, Joanne! I always love visiting your blog! I’m so excited to reveal the cover of my recently re-released time-travel romance, Wishing for a Highlander!
In a nutshell, it’s about a single and pregnant museum worker who accidentally wishes herself back in time and is forced to marry a Highland warrior with intimacy issues.
Here’s a short excerpt.
Size might have its advantages when it came to fighting, but those few boons fell far short of making up for the problems it caused. Being the biggest and the strongest had gotten him into far more trouble than it had gotten him out of. Swallowing his regret for how careless he’d been with her, he sought to determine whom she belonged to, whom, saints forbid, he might owe.
“Whose wife are ye, then? Not a Gunn’s or I wouldna have had to rescue you from one.”
“I’m not married,” the lass said. “And thank you for the rescuing, by the way. I can’t believe I dropped the dirk. Stupid.” She shook her head.
His heart warmed at her thanks. He didn’t hear many kind words from the lasses and would take what he could get, even from a dishonored woman who had caught a bairn out wedlock. Oddly, he didn’t think poorly of her. Whether it was her worried brow, her guileless, soft mouth, or her vulnerable size, he had not the heart to condemn her.
He didn’t even mind so much that she found him distasteful for his size, although talking with her now, she didn’t seem overly upset to be in his arms. He endeavored to keep her talking, keep her distracted from her disgust.
“Ye never answered my first question,” he said. “Who are you? And where are ye from if ye’re no’ English?”
“Ugh. I don’t know. Is there an answer that won’t get me burned at the stake or locked up in a ward for the hopelessly insane?”
Like most things out of her mouth, that had been a peculiar answer. “Ye could try the truth,” he offered, slowing his pace since he heard Archie’s voice not far off.
“No,” she said flatly. “I couldn’t. At least not the whole truth. How about we just go with my name, Melanie, and with the honest fact that I’m a long way from home and I have no idea how to get back.” Her green eyes pierced his. “I’m afraid you might be stuck with me, Darcy Keith.”
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