Winner ~ Celebrating Two Years! DRAGON KNIGHT’S SHIELD


Thank you everyone for leaving comments about Dragon Knight’s Shield! And the winner…

Giveaway: Dragon Knight's Shield Tote, Keychain, Jeweled bookmark, and postcard.

Giveaway: Dragon Knight’s Shield Tote, Keychain, Jeweled bookmark, and postcard.

CONGRATULATIONS ~ Sharon Frizell! You’ve won this gift package. Please send me an email with your mailing address to:

Next week it’s all about the fifth and final Dragon Knight, Adam MacFhearguis from Dragon Knight’s Ring!


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Celebrating Two Years ~ DRAGON KNIGHT’S SHIELD!


Welcome to my month long celebration of being a published author. This week, it’s all about the oldest Dragon Knight and his lady. Angus MacKay was always a fierce, and at times, angry man. He became laird at a young age, trying to raise three younger brothers and a sister–each with their own unique powers. Control and focus were his daily mantras. But we all know (or those that have read his story) what happened when he tried to control everything and everyone, including his inner dragon.

Yet, for all his gruffness, Angus was a giving, kind, and true leader. His strength infused even me.

A bit of back story about Angus MacKay. When I first started the Order of the Dragon Knights, I wanted to write Angus’ story first. However, the man charged forth with his sword and told me in words I can’t repeat that his would nae be the first! I was shocked! It was then that Duncan strolled forward and said, “Ye will tell my story first.” Originally, I saw Angus as a drunk most of time. Spending his days up in the tower or slumped on the parapet at Urquhart Castle. But I was wrong. I spent many years trying to figure out this man, until one day he showed me. It was while I was writing Alastair’s story. I remember shouting, “I know where you are! You’re on a tourney in France!” He smiled and walked away.

Yes, my friends, the characters do actually behave within our minds as I described above. Some may call us crazy, but our characters are as real as flesh and blood inside the recesses of our minds.

Now I knew I had to give Angus a woman who could stand by his side. Powerful. A leader needs a strong woman, but I never dreamed Deirdre would be his equal. She stormed into the scene and never looked back. Yet, I knew her weakness. Her tough exterior was because of the traumatic event that happened to her at a young age. It set her on a path, where she didn’t like to see weakness in others. In addition, she challenged those she met to do better. She toughened her insecurities and often times, charged into a battle without thinking, and this got her into trouble several times. But I loved her! I definitely would want Deirdre by my side in any battle, or just as a girlfriend.

One last “behind the scenes” secret…when I was in the middle of my facebook party for Dragon Knight’s Axe last year, my editor was doing edits for Shield. All of sudden, she sends me a text, “Please tell me you didn’t just blind your hero?” Haha! My response, “Keep reading…” Gosh, I love it when I’ve “hooked” my editor. Success!

Giveaway: Dragon Knight's Shield Tote, Keychain, Jeweled bookmark, and postcard.

Giveaway: Dragon Knight’s Shield Tote, Keychain, Jeweled bookmark, and postcard.

For a chance to win this tote bag, jeweled bookmark, postcard, and keychain, please share your favorite scene from Dragon Knight’s Shield. I’ll choose one random winner on Friday.

Next week, a new Dragon Knight enters the world of the MacKays!

Returning in July ~ Mary’s Tavern Recipes and my Monthly Blog Tour.

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Medieval Monday ~ Celebrating Nature: Silverhawk by Barbara Bettis


Welcome to Medieval Monday! For the next eight weeks, our new theme is: Celebrating Nature. It’s summertime, so a perfect way to share our excerpts of the outdoors. I’m looking forward to hosting these fabulous authors and reading what happens out in the elements. Today, my guest is my good friend, Barbara Bettis. She sharing a scene from her story, Silverhawk! Absolutely loved this excerpt! Enjoy!


(Lady Emelin has chosen a stormy night to launch an escape from her tempting kidnapper, Sir Giles)


She shivered against the increasing cold and hunched forward to search the path ahead. Why hadn’t she thought to bring one of the blankets? Clouds scudded across the sky. Still she urged the horse onward. She had come too far to turn back now.

Had Silverhawk regained consciousness? Discovered her absence? Imagine the surprise, when he awoke alone. She’d shown him she was not helpless. Satisfaction lightened the oppression she was feeling—from the approaching storm; that had to explain the growing dread.

Then, carried on bursts of wind, came voices. At last. She’d found them. She straightened, the discomfort of the cold and riding bareback forgotten as she urged the mare forward. Onward down the trail she rode. Once she called out, “Lord Osbert, Garley, I’m here.” No answer came.

In the distance, thunder rumbled, and white light knifed across the ominous sky. Please, not rain. Surely the good Lord wouldn’t be so cruel. Her throat constricted. She gulped. She would not panic.

Concentrate on deep breaths. If only her heart would stop clamoring to get out. A cold, fat drop struck, followed by two more, a dozen. Then the downpour hit.

A jagged streak snapped in front of her. A rolling crash shook the earth. The mare tossed its head, danced aside. Emelin murmured, petted the animal’s neck in an attempt to calm it. But at the next sharp crack, it reared, and shot down the path.

Fisting the reins, she clung to its mane as the mount veered through the underbrush, away from the sharp zigzags of light. Branches struck her face, snatched at her skirts, nearly dragged her off. How she managed to keep her seat, she didn’t know. All she could think was, Don’t fall. Don’t fall. Don’t fall.

 At last the mare slowed. Emelin squinted through wet eyes, reached out to knock aside a soggy branch, dripping leaves. Finally, the animal stopped, blowing hard, trembling. Emelin shook.

Breath came in gasps. Her mind could not form a coherent thought as cold wetness dripped from her hair to ooze down her back. The frightened flight of the horse had carried her far from the path. She was hopelessly lost.

All around, wind-whipped shadows dipped, lunged forward, then back. Another spear of lightning wrenched into a nearby tree. Her shout of surprise was swallowed in the earth-shakingroar that followed. The winded mare only shook harder.

Could they survive this nightmare?

Then through the rain-drenched night a huge black object hurtled up, rearing as it just missed her. Emelin screamed.

The monster swung around. Wet black tentacles wrapped around her, dragged her off the exhausted mare. She tried to struggle, but the iron hold wouldn’t allow it.

At last her feet touched ground, and the tentacles embraced her until she couldn’t breathe. It took a moment for the roar to dissolve into understandable words. “Are you hurt? Are you hurt? Tell me if you’re hurt.”


Her arms flew around his waist and she nodded against his soaked tunic. Thank God, thank

God. She was safe.


He’s everything a proper lady should never want; she’s everything a bastard mercenary can never have.

Sir Giles has come to England to kill his father, who seduced and betrayed his mother. First, however, he’ll seek sweet revenge—kidnap the old lord’s new betrothed. But when Giles uncovers a plot against King Richard, he faces a dilemma: take the lady or track the traitors. What’s a good mercenary to do? Both, of course.

Lady Emelin has had enough. Abandoned in a convent by her brother, she finally has a chance for home and family. Yet now she’s been abducted. Her kidnapper may be the image of her dream knight, but she won’t allow him to spoil this betrothal. Her only solution: escape

Rescuing the intrepid lady—while hunting traitors—is a challenge Giles couldn’t anticipate.  But the greatest challenge to Giles and Emelin is the fire blazing between them. For he’s everything a proper lady should never want, and she’s everything a bastard mercenary can never have.

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Quote for the Week of June 19, 2014

Can love tame the beast and heal the man2-

“On the Knight’s quest to slay the beast, he forgot they shared the same heart.”

–Dragon Knight’s Axe



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Winner! Celebrating Two Years ~ DRAGON KNIGHT’S AXE

Giveaway: Dragon Knight's Axe mug, keychain, and postcard

Giveaway: Dragon Knight’s Axe mug, keychain, and postcard

Thanks to everyone for sharing their comments about Dragon Knight’s Axe. I loved hearing your stories and it warmed my heart. This was a difficult choice, but I left it up to my husband to pick a number and it landed on…


You’re the winner of the prize package for Dragon Knight’s Axe. Please send me an email to: with your mailing address.

Next week ~ Dragon Knight’s Shield! Also, the sale for this book is ending soon! Grab your copy now if you haven’t had a chance. You want to be caught up with the series before the final, epic conclusion releases. And let me say…it’s soon!



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Spotlight Author Interview and Giveaway ~ Chrys Fey

Chrys Fey

Please make welcome Chrys Fey to my blog today! She’s another Wild Rose Press author, and I’m delighted she could visit. Her new book, Seismic Crimes, book 2 in the Disaster Crimes series, is one I’m sure you’ll be eager to grab a copy. Also, don’t forget to enter the Rafflecopter and check out the sale on her first book, Hurricane Crimes!

I’m serving champagne and peach tarts, so get comfy and let’s find out more from Chrys…

MM: Welcome, Chrys! Thrilled you could be here today. Describe a typical writing day. Are you a morning, afternoon, or night-owl writer?

CF: A typical day for me starts with blogging and checking emails in the morning. I do client edits in the afternoon, if I have a client’s project waiting for me. If I don’t have client edits, I work on my WIP. Late afternoon and evening times are the most productive for my writing. I used to be a night-owl writer, staying up to almost 3 in the morning, but not anymore. Every day I turn off my computer or laptop at 8 o’clock. A notebook and pen is my source for writing then while I relax on the couch.

MM: I’ve never been able to write late in the evening, Chrys. As a rule, I turn off all electronics at 7pm, unless I’m watching a show or movie. I need the “down time.” Can you tell us about your current work-in-progress?

CF: Sure. My current WIP is Book 4 in the Disaster Crimes Series. Book 2 is now available and Book 3 has been sent to my publisher for consideration, so Book 4 is getting my writing attention. This disaster is a burning one. *wink wink*

MM: Ooo…sounds interesting! What inspires you when you’re writing?

CF: Music. I have to listen to music. Whatever scene I have to write I always find music to match it. And since I write a lot of suspense and action scenes, rock music is always my go-to choice.

MM: I’m smiling here, Chrys. Music is my muse! What’s your favorite item on your writing desk?

CF: My cats! Haha. I have four cats (Cole, Clover, Milo and Otis) and several times during the day one of them will be stretched out beside my keyboard. Right now, as I type this, Clover (a black-and-gray tabby) is occupying the space.

MM: Aww…precious! Hmm…Milo and Otis? Psst…loved the movie! Great names. Now for the fun questions. Do you prefer…

Champagne or Beer? Champagne. I never acquired the taste for beer.

Southern drawl or Scottish burr? Irish lilt! lol Okay, so I cheated. Southern drawl.

Kilt or Leather pants? Faded jeans. 😉 I did it again…leather pants.

Print book or e-reader? Both! But I still love a print book.

Wishing you all the best with Seismic Crimes, Chrys!



An Internal Affairs Investigator was murdered and his brother, Donovan Goldwyn, was framed. Now Donovan is desperate to prove his innocence. And the one person who can do that is the woman who saved him from a deadly hurricane—Beth Kennedy. From the moment their fates intertwined, passion consumed him. He wants her in his arms. More, he wants her by his side in his darkest moments.

Beth Kennedy may not know everything about Donovan, but she can’t deny what she feels for him. It’s her love for him that pushes her to do whatever she has to do to help him get justice, including putting herself in a criminal’s crosshairs.

When a tip reveals the killer’s location, they travel to California, but then an earthquake of catastrophic proportions separates them. As aftershocks roll the land, Beth and Donovan have to endure dangerous conditions while trying to find their way back to one another. Will they reunite and find the killer, or will they lose everything?

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Chrys Fey is the author of Hurricane Crimes, Book One in the Disaster Crimes series, as well as these releases from The Wild Rose Press: 30 Seconds, Ghost of Death, and Witch of Death. She is an administrator for the Insecure Writer’s Support Group and has participated in the Blogging from April A to Z Challenge.

When Fey was six years old, she realized she wanted to be a writer by watching her mother pursue publication. At the age of twelve, she started writing her first novel, which flourished into a series she later rewrote at seventeen.

Fey lives in Florida and is always on the lookout for hurricanes. She has four adopted cats who keep her entertained with their antics, and three nephews who keep her entertained with their antics. You can connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, and through her blog, Write with Fey. She loves to get to know her readers!






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Celebrating Two Years ~ DRAGON KNIGHT’S AXE and Giveaway!


As we enter week three of my month long celebration of being a published author, I’m excited to talk about the third book in the Order of the Dragon Knights ~ Dragon Knight’s Axe!

Alastair MacKay was one of the most intense characters I’ve written. In addition, he was also physically scarred on his face. He constantly battled his inner demon–dragon. And how can any of us forget when he left Fiona! I was furious, but understood he needed to heal–man and beast. The Great Dragon was instrumental in shedding some light and smacking some sense into her Dragon Knight. However, there were tender moments throughout the story to help soften him, especially when he was around animals.

Now to share a secret. The first chapter was not to my editor’s liking. She found it weak. It was a tough moment for me, and I had to remove all emotion. I remember the day clearly after our phone conversation. I was sick to my stomach. How could I pull out angst from this angry and defensive man? Afterwards, I pulled out the first two books and read the first opening chapters of each to my husband. Then, I read Alastair’s opening scene to him. His response. “It’s soft.”

There was my answer. So, in between cooking a Thanksgiving meal, I had a sit down conversation with Alastair within my mind. I kept telling him that I needed to “break” him. I had to show the world his despair and torment within his body and mind . And he gave me permission. I handed in the revised first chapter a few days later and my editor loved it! (Psst…I adore my editor)

In the end, I loved Alastair and Fiona’s story. It was heartbreaking in places, but love is never an easy road.

Giveaway: Dragon Knight's Axe mug, keychain, and postcard

Giveaway: Dragon Knight’s Axe mug, keychain, and postcard

For a chance to win this week’s giveaway, share you favorite scene from Dragon Knight’s Axe. I’ll choose one random winner on Friday.

Below is Part 3 of the deleted chapter from Dragon Knight’s Sword. To read Part 1, click here. For Part 2, click here.



Part 3 ~ Deleted Chapter from Dragon Knight’s Sword ~ 

A gleam shown in his eyes, and Patrick chuckled.  ”Ahh…Brigid, have you not heard of the Loch Ness Monster?”

She arched a brow. “Seriously?”

He held his hand up to halt any further words. “As I was about to say, the legend states that the last dragon lives in the waters of Loch Ness and roams near Urquhart Castle. They say she waits for the day the Dragon Knights are reunited.”

A chill crept down Brigid’s spine. “So what you’re saying…what I’m trying to understand is the last dragon is actually the Loch Ness Monster?”

“Indeed it is,” he replied. Patrick stood. “I’ll return shortly.”

Brigid shook her head trying to keep the bout of hysterical laughter from spilling forth. Sighing, she leaned back against the soft cushions and rubbed her eyes. “More legends, Bree. And not a clue what you’re going to do with the sword.”

When Brigid glanced up, she noticed Patrick strolling back to their table carrying a plate. As he set the dish down, Brigid inhaled the sweet aroma. “Whisky pudding.”

Patrick handed her a spoon. “What’s a meal without a bit of sweetness at the end?”

Taking the spoon, she waved it at him. “You know I can never resist your bread pudding. However, I’m not eating all of this myself.” Brigid shoved the dish and another spoon toward him.

He laughed. “I’ll have a couple bites.”

As Brigid savored the first, warm bite of the pudding, she noticed the man’s intense stare from across the table. “What?”

Patrick shrugged. “Why all the interest with this particular legend? Have you come across something to do with the Dragon Knights?”

Brigid licked her spoon and placed it down on the plate. “No reason,” she lied. “I just came across a story of the Knights and became curious.”

“Would you care to share the story?” he asked as he took another bite of the pudding.

Nope, not going to happen. Brigid wiped her mouth with a napkin.“Patrick that was exactly what I needed today. Delicious! I think I’d better get back to the shop before Lisa kills me. I’ve left her alone all day. Thanks so much for the meal.” She scooted out of the booth.

Her friend nodded slowly and stood. “Anytime, and give Lisa my love, too. Take care of yourself Brigid. If you should need anything, just give a holler, and that includes any more information on legends. You of all people know the importance of these legends.”

“Of course,” she replied, smiling.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and the jolt she felt made her look directly into his eyes. “Hear me?”

She swallowed. “You know I will. I promise.” Could the man have read her mind?

“Good,” he replied and embraced her.

When he broke free, Patrick walked her to the entrance. Removing the coat off the peg, he handed it to her.

Pulling on her coat, Brigid turned and waved a farewell toward Maggie. “Thanks!”

“Love you Bree!” Maggie shouted. “See you soon!”

Stepping outside the pub, Brigid felt a surge of energy within herself. Walking briskly toward her truck, she noticed it had stopped raining, and the sun had broken through the clouds—sunlight streaming through.

Brigid tilted her head up and soaked in the last rays of light and warmth before they slipped away behind the next storm.


I hope you’ve enjoyed this deleted chapter from Dragon Knight’s Sword. This was the final one, but I’ll have more to share next week when the oldest Dragon Knight returned home to Scotland in Dragon Knight’s Shield!

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Medieval Monday ~ Conflict: The Seventh Son by Ashley York


Welcome to Medieval Monday! We conclude our theme of conflict this week. I’m delighted to have my friend, Ashley York visiting today. She’s sharing an excerpt from her new release, The Seventh Son. Enjoy!


What sounded like a bellow of rage brought immediate silence to all in the hall.


It was her father. She started toward the antechamber where the men had gone but Fergus held her fast. “Ye best not interfere.”

The men who had appeared deeply inebriated suddenly sobered, drawing their weapons, clearly unsure of where the danger lay. Doors slammed in the distance. Loud voices came closer. It was the Meic Lochlainn, not her father.

Fergus began to draw his sword but he was too late. The huge man closing in on her sank his dagger into the man’s chest without missing a step. The captain dropped to her feet.

“We need to see this consummated.” Aodh Meic Lochlainn replaced the bloodied blade and grabbed her by the arm, dragging her to the stairs.

Tisa looked behind her at Fergus, his blood spreading beneath him. She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t breathe. Her father came out of the anteroom. Darragh stood beside him.

“Father?” was all she could get out as she was dragged toward the stairs.

The crowd of strange men followed behind. She strained to find her father in the sea of heads but he was lost behind her.

“Nae. Stop. Where are ye taking me?” She pulled against the hurtful grip on her arm.

Darragh appeared on the other side of her and faced his father. “I will see to this, Father.”

“Are ye sure ye’re able to?” His words dripped with derision.

Tisa didn’t understand this interplay.

“Please,” she said. “My father.”

They continued moving to the top of the stairs.

“Release my wife!”

Darragh’s commanding tone brought a look of surprise from his father. They paused to face each other. His expression of surprise changed to one of respect. Tipping his head, he released his hold and raised his hand, palm out. Tisa rubbed at her arm.

“As ye will, my son. See to it then.” His jaw tightened, he moved in close, his eyes widened in warning. “Let. There. Be. No. Doubt!”



Drogheda, Ireland 1076

The sixth son bears a curse as certain as the seventh son bears a blessing. When Tadhg MacNaughton’s betrothed is ripped from his arms and married to another, he believes the legend is true.

Tisa O’Brien’s life slams into a downward spiral at the news she is no longer betrothed to the love of her life but to the tanist of a warring, prideful clan with dangerous political aspirations, the Meic Lochlainn. She faces her destiny with all the strength and dignity of her Irish heritage despite dealing with a husband who resents her, fighting off the lustful advances of her father-in-law, Aodh, and longing for the husband of her heart.

Tadhg MacNaughton makes a deal with the devil to ensure the survival of his clan as he is commanded to fight for Aodh who envisions himself the new Brian Boru, High King of Eire. Up close and personal, Tadhg must witness his true love’s marriage and remain silent even as it rips him apart. When a sinister plot to over throw King William of England led by the exiled Leofrid Godwin and Clan Meic Lochlainn comes to light, Tadhg is faced with saving his clan or endangering his sister and her Norman husband.

An Irish beauty and a warrior betrayed, doomed in love from the start or does fate have something else in store for them?

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Quote for the Week of June 12, 2016

Loch Ness, Scotland. Photo by John Morgan

Loch Ness, Scotland. Photo by John Morgan

“I cannot eat, I cannot sleep, I cannot breath. I am a ghost wandering the hills out of sync with this time.” ~ Aileen Kerrigan, as told to the Guardian

–Dragon Knight’s Medallion 

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Thank you everyone for leaving comments about your love for Stephen and Aileen’s story! I love reading them all!

CONGRATULATIONS ~ Roslynn Ernst! You’ve won the gift package below!

Giveaway ~ Dragon Knight's Medallion Journal, Keychain, jeweled bookmark, and postcard.

Giveaway ~ Dragon Knight’s Medallion Journal, Keychain, jeweled bookmark, and postcard.








And because you’ve all been so fabulous with sharing your best scenes from Dragon Knight’s Medallion, I’ve decided to give away another gift package!

Dragon Knight's Medallion Mousepad, keychain, and postcard.

Dragon Knight’s Medallion Mousepad, keychain, and postcard.


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