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Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Kira: Daughter of the Moon by Beth Trissel


About Beth

Married to my high school sweetheart, I live on a farm in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia surrounded by my children, grandbabies, and assorted animals. An avid gardener, my love of herbs and heirloom plants figures into my work. The rich history of Virginia, the Native Americans and the people who journeyed here from far beyond her borders are at the heart of my inspiration. In addition to American settings, I also write historical and time travel romances set in the British Isles.
Historical Romance novel Kira, Daughter of the Moon is available in print and eBook from:

Barnes and Noble
All Romance


BLURB:

Logan McCutcheon returns to colonial Virginia after seven years in the hands of Shawnee Indians. But was he really a captive, as everybody thinks? He looks and fights like a warrior, and seems eager to return to those he calls friends and family.

Kira McClure has waited for Logan all those years, passing herself off as odd to keep suitors at bay––and anyone else from getting too close.  Now that he's back, he seems to be the only person capable of protecting her from the advances of Josiah Campbell and accusations of witchcraft.  And to defend the settlers against a well-organized band of murderous thieves.


Excerpt:
  
“My secret in exchange for yours.”
    
Tantalizing.  He was drawing her into his snare, but she couldn’t resist asking, “How do you know I’ve a secret?”

“To begin with, you’re hiding in a tree.  What from, a wild beast?”
 
“Near enough.  You.”
   
He smiled.  “Was I to think you a large red bird, or overlook you entirely?”
   
Drawing her remaining shreds of dignity around her like a mantle, she said, “This isn’t one of my best hiding places.”
   
“Indeed?  Where are the others?” 
  
 “That would be telling.” 
  
The strengthening breeze tossed the branches around them as he considered.  “You never could keep secrets from me, Cricket.  I’ll discover them and you.”
  
An assertion she found both disturbing and oddly heartening.
  
His lips curved as if the deed were already done.  “Why were you hiding?  Am I so very frightening?”
   
“Oh––I feared you were some sort of warrior.”
  
The humor faded from his eyes.  “I am.”

4 comments:

Beth Trissel said...

Thanks for having me on your blog to share my exciting new historical romance novel. :)

Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thank you for hosting today.

Carin said...

I love that this is a historical set someplace other than the drawing rooms of London! Looks great! Carin
mawmom at gmail dot com

Beth Trissel said...

Thanks Carin. I love the adventure and feel of the colonial frontier. Raw and real. To quote Cora on The Last of the Mohicans film it's, "More deeply stirring to my blood."

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