Vengeance Hammer (Viking
Vengeance #3)
by Jianne Carlo
Erotic Historical Romantic Suspense
Categories: Mystery/Thriller
Publisher: Etopia
Press
Release Date: May
3, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 73,000
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Description:
Can a Viking forgive the woman who cheated
him of his vengeance?
All Dráddor has to do is kill the Earl of
Caithness, wed the man’s daughter, and vengeance would be his and the oath to
his father would be fulfilled. But when he arrives at Caithness ,
the earl is already dead, poisoned by own wife. And when he finds the earl’s
daughter, the Lady Xára, he find she’s unable to speak. Unwilling to be
thwarted, Dráddor marries her anyway to claim the earl’s lands and title,
knowing King Kenneth could not fault him for later casting her aside.
Desperate to protect her family, Xára
willingly weds the Viking. She must win Dráddor to her side before he discovers
the secret that will destroy all. But the Saracen warrior, Niketas, has other
plans. He needs the blood of two virgin half-immortals to win eternal life and
the powers of the gods. Until the god Heimdallr, Xára’s true sire, makes it
clear he has other plans for his beloved daughter…
About the Author:
Award winning author, Jianne Carlo’s motto is simple: Alpha
Me Please.
While strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural
differences are her forte, she goes weak in the knees for warriors and alphas.
Send her a man with an attitude and she’ll find the right woman to tame him.
Jianne loves hot and spicy food, stomach-plunging park rides,
and is kept on her toes by her Viking husband of thirty-five years, and three,
handsome grown sons. There’s nothing she likes more than hearing from readers.
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Warriors Book 3: Excerpt:
“Lady Xára, I have not the time
for this. The people of the keep are restless and I must attend to the castle
defenses.”
Ignoring the laced irritation in Dráddør’s
tone, she quickly assembled everything
and using her fingers wrote in the sand in the tray, Néill assembles an army in Leòdhas.
She motioned for him to come
forward and pointed to the sand tray Jennie had had made so the two of them
could ‘speak’ to each other.
His golden brows pulled together,
but he did as she asked, and read her words. Quick as a furious winter melt, he
spun around, massive hands on his hips, his glance sweeping from the tray to
her, back and forth, and back and forth. His frown deepened. He scrubbed at the
light dusting of hair on his chin.
“Do you understand me when I
speak?”
Oh, she yearned to pinch him for
even asking such a doltish question. Were all men witless? That she could write
words but not comprehend them? She rolled her eyes, pursed her mouth, and
nodded.
“Lady, you cannot expect me to
know your thoughts or abilities. I have to secure the castle before nightfall.
Who is Néill?”
His straight nose could’ve breathed fire, he appeared so vexed.
After smoothing the sand, she
inscribed, Arnfinn’s step-brother. He
claims Lathairn Castle. He travels to Leòdhas to bring back Godfraid and his
warriors.
He gave her a look as if she was
daft. “Godfraid mac Arailt,
the Earl of Leòdhas is vassal to King Harald of Norway. King Harald has commanded
our union. ’Tis treason if Godfraid aids your Néill.”
Not her Néill, never her Néill. Resisting the temptation to stamp her feet, she
nigh punched out her words in the sand. Néill
and Godfraid are on their way.
“How know you this?”
She wanted to howl in
frustration. But she and Jennie had agreed how to handle this query. She wrote,
Ask Liam the Lucky.
At his ferocious scowl, she
added, Lathairn’s Man-at-Arms.
He studied her for a long,
uncomfortable moment.
Xára knew if he gainsaid her now,
all was lost. She did not waver under his persistent scrutiny even though
perspiration broke out over her back and chest.
Finally, when she’d decided he would cast her
to the wolves, he blew out a long breath. “When did Néill leave
for Leòdhas?”
Cert
now he understood the gravity of the situation she raised two fingers and wrote
in the sand, 2 eves.
His
mouth flattened. “They could arrive within the sennight.”
Turning
away from her, he clasped his hands behind his back, and paced the length of
the chamber. While he was striding up and down, she inscribed more in the sand.
Abruptly,
he halted right in front of her. She pointed to the tray.
He
read aloud, “Néill intends to wed you and claim Lathairn. Godfraid supports
him. I surmised as much. So be it.”
She
craned her neck to meet his gaze and waited, heart thundering against ribs so
hard her chest ached.
“First,
I will verify all you have said—” He sighed. “What you have written. Then I
will send two of my men to you. Have your mother moved to her rightful chamber.
I will have the healer summoned. The vow saying will take place before sunset.
Am I correct that you understand what must be done?”
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