Countdown to Heartbreak and Honor’s Release-Seven Weeks!

The counter is ticking down! It’s hard to believe Heartbreak and Honor’s release is almost here. The novel is my tenth book-baby!

Gads!

Be sure to check back often for updates. I’ll be setting up a Rafflecopter giveaway soon, and will announce the blog tours and Facebook Release events here too.

Chapter 1

Dounnich House-Blackhall Fortress

Scottish Highlands

Mid-September 1818

Agonized screams and raucous shouts penetrated the stout door Tasara pressed her ear against.

Did friend or foe attack her Scottish captors?

She hugged the arched entrance closer, straining to hear. The wood scraped her face, and her unbound hair tumbled forward, snagging on a splinter. Her drumming pulse and the blood whooshing in her ears further muffled the skirmish below.

Fear-induced sweat dampened her underarms and palms, yet also dried her mouth. Her breath came in brief, hard-earned pants, barely sufficient to be considered breathing.

Calm yourself this instant, Tasara Faas. Highland travellers are made of sterner stuff. Hysterical, you’re of no use to anyone.

She licked her parched lips. So thirsty.

Only a partial mug of stale water remained. She must save it for the tikni ones sleeping in the bed.

Pressing her forehead against the rough panel, she drew in several calming breaths, counting to ten each time she inhaled and exhaled. “That’s better.”

Not by much.

Does anybody remember Tasara from Virtue and Valor?