Discover a Medieval Romantic Escape in 'The Warrior's Bride Alliance' by Denise Lynn
Are you ready for a rousing medieval romance where temptation reigns and convenience is a matter of opinion? Join us in welcoming Denise Lynn with The Warrior's Bride Alliance.
Denise joins us on a blog tour hosted by Silver Dagger Book Tours. There is also a limited-time giveaway at the end of this post.
The Roul brothers are King David's Warrior Wolves - each finds their (true love/mate) with a little push from the king...
The Warrior's Bride Alliance
by Denise Lynn
Denise Lynn returns to Harlequin Historical with an explosive medieval marriage-of-convenience story!
She needs a husband…
So she captures one!
Lady Gillian of Rockskill desperately needs a husband—one strong and wealthy enough to protect her castle. So she has warrior Rory of Roul captured and blackmails him into marrying her!
Awaking in a dungeon to a marriage proposal, Rory stuns his beguiling captor with a counteroffer: to free his men and complete his mission for the king, he agrees to a temporary chaste marriage. One that can be annulled when his quest is over.
But despite their stormy beginning, their attraction grows, and so does the temptation to claim their wedding night!
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The Warrior's Bride Alliance
Chapter One
Rockskill Keep, Scotland—spring 1146
‘I have need of a husband.’
Rory of Roul shook his head to clear the thick fog muddling his mind and making his head pound. Where was he? He tried desperately to dredge up his last memory, but failed. Was it fog clouding his memory, or was it smoke from the fires set after the battle to lay waste to the land? Land now covered by dead bodies. Bodies not of men, but of smooth-faced boys who’d only recently sparred with wooden swords in mock battles. His stomach rolled at the horrors he’d committed.
No. The battle was over. Without his liege’s permission or knowledge, he’d gathered his men and left. He was no longer in Normandy. He’d run like a traitorous dog with his tail between his legs back to King David begging for a mission—a wolf’s mission—any mission.
He shook his head again. Slowly clearing the murkiness of his mind. He and two of his men had been heading for Rockskill Keep on the King’s orders. Rory jerked his head back, only to wince at the contact with the stone wall behind him. She needed a what?
The bite of iron manacles securing his wrists and ankles to the cold wall at his naked back kept him from laughing at her statement. Why was there a woman on the battlefield? He blinked, then stared at the woman standing before him, not on a field of battle, but in a dimly lit cell, and asked, ‘Where are my men?’
‘They are secure.’
‘Secure?’
‘In a better state than you.’ She shrugged, adding, ‘For now.’
She stepped closer. The top of her head barely reached his shoulder. ‘You worry about your men for naught. You should be concerned for your own well-being.’
He snorted. His well-being had been forfeited the moment he’d deserted his post and walked off the battlefield. The penalty for desertion—treason—would be death. The best he could hope for was that his liege the Count of Roul—his brother Elrik—would use a sharp blade and make it a quick, clean end. ‘Where am I?’
‘Rockskill Keep.’
At least he’d arrived at the location of his mission for King David. ‘I demand an audience with the Lord of this Keep.’
‘That would be impossible, as he is dead.’
A piece of information King David either didn’t know or had forgot to mention when he sent him here to bring the shipwrecks, smuggling, murders and other happenings at Rockskill to heel. ‘Then who is in charge here?’
‘I am.’
‘And you are?’
‘The Lady of Rockskill.’
Rory wrenched hard against the restraints, angry at the knowledge that he was at this vixen’s mercy. He pulled harder on the chains, his chest nearly hitting her nose.
She didn’t move, didn’t as much as flinch, simply looked up at him, warning, ‘If you harm me, you will die. But if you hurt yourself, I will send in the midwife. Trust me when I say you will not like her attention. She enjoys making her charges cry.’
He ignored her threat to send a woman’s healer instead of a surgeon to attend him. The slanted tilt of her lips and arching of her brows let him know she’d insulted him on purpose. And while he highly doubted a woman could make him cry, he was in no position to test that theory.
She reached out, stopping just before her palm touched his chest. Her hand was so close that a breeze would not have passed between them. He looked down, wondering if her touch would burn, and suddenly was grateful that he only lacked clothing from the waist up.
The woman paused, frowning. As if uncertain of her next move. Rory lifted a brow. If he didn’t know better, he would guess this woman had never been alone with a man before. Yet she had just claimed her husband had died.
He watched the play of emotions cross her face as she stared at his chest, as if the sight was unfamiliar. Her curiosity while studying his shoulders, chest, then stomach blinked to hesitancy before she quickly flashed her gaze back up. But the raising of her finely arched brows and the slight widening of those blue eyes silently spoke of interest.
She jerked her hand away, produced a dagger from behind her back and held the tip towards the tie of his braies. ‘It would be an easy thing to strip you completely. Perhaps I should see if the rest of you will suffice as husband material.’
Was she that witless, or truly that bold?
Rory doubted if she’d be bold enough to do so, but he had no desire to discover the answer, at least not while chained to a wall. ‘Do you know who I am?’
She tucked the dagger back behind her. ‘You are Rory of Roul, the youngest of King David’s wolves.’
She knew who he was and yet still saw fit to capture him? He frowned, unable to remember how this had happened.
End of Excerpt. © Denise Lynn.
Shared with permission for this blog tour.
The Warrior’s Runaway Wife
Warrior Wolves, book two
The notorious Lord of Roul…
…must take her as his bride!
Lady Avelyn flees an unwanted betrothal to an elderly warlord only to be hunted down and returned to King David’s court by fearsome Elrik, Lord of Roul, a legendary warrior with a heart of ice—and a kiss of fire. And now Avelyn is bound to Elrik—and his bed—when Elrik is commanded to wed her instead!
“Another sensual, action packed tale” — RT Book Reviews on At the Warrior’s Mercy
At the Warrior’s Mercy
Warrior Wolves, book one
In twelfth-century Scotland, a woman is trapped into marriage with a warrior—by order of the king!
Deceived and alone, Beatrice of Warehaven is forced to flee—straight into the powerful arms of feared warrior Gregor of Roul. He escorts her home, though not before a kiss ignites true passion between them.
If Gregor is to gain his freedom, he must obey one last royal order—overthrow Warehaven and marry Beatrice. His betrayal will earn Beatrice’s hatred, but Gregor is prepared to go into battle with this stubborn beauty—and finish what he started with his innocent bride!
Meet the Author
Denise Lynn
Denise Lynn lives in NW Ohio with her husband, son and slew of 4-legged "kids". She has been an avid reader of romance novels for many years, travelling to lands and times filled with brave knights, courageous ladies and never-ending love between the pages of those wonderful books. She writes medieval romances set in England, Ireland, Normandy, France and a few fictitious islands in the waters surrounding Great Britain.
When not writing historical romances, she's likely working on paranormal romances with dragons, wizards and other assorted praeternatural beings – some set on the same fictitious islands created for her medievals. When Denise isn't writing, she can be found hiking, baking, sitting in front of a sewing machine, or snipping herbs for various edible and not-so-edible recipes.
Website: www.denise-lynn.com
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Title: The Warrior's Bride Alliance
Author: Denise Lynn
Series: Warrior Wolves, book three (Gillian of Rockskill and Rory of Roul)
Release Date: February 25, 2025 (March 2025)
Published by: Harlequin Historical
Pages: 272
Categories: Historical Fiction, Historical Romance, Viking Historical Fiction, Medieval Romance
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Second Prize
Print copy of winner’s choice from Warrior Wolves 1-3 – 5 winners, US only!
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