Land's End Series Book Two
Dark magic…dark passions…When Rowena is abducted from Arizona and taken back to medieval Land’s End, one thing is clear: she must learn to control her powers of magic. It isn't easy being a modern girl in an archaic land, and when Rowena accidentally conjures up a Roman Legion in mid-battle, Land's End is on the brink of a war that could jeopardize everything and everyone she loves.
The stakes are raised when the Dark Lord reappears and traps Rowena in a cyclone of lust and passion. Once again she is torn between the man she loves and the mage who fires her desire.
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Excerpt from
ROWENA AND THE DARK LORD, book 2 in the Land’s End fantasy series:
I rose to my
feet and turned to the east as the spell book instructed.
“What is she
doing?”
Lars’s
voice. What was he doing here?
I chanted
the words from the book in my hand, silently, beneath my breath. Then I chanted
them once more, louder and with confidence. My voice became richer, louder,
resonating in my ears.
Whoosh. The ground
trembled. The air in front of us seemed to swirl, clouding my view of the field
ahead. A grey mist rose from the ground, thick with dust or soot, obliterating
all vision.
I stood rock still, hardly able to breathe.
The mist swirled. I heard men
yelling—coarse shouts over the ring of steel on steel, then an eerie silence.
It put chills up my spine. Lars muttered something at my side. Gareth stood
stock still. Loki moved up against me. We waited.
Men’s voices again, echoing like
souls lost in a fog. The mist lifted in one swift movement to disappear into
nothingness. In its place, were at least a hundred men.
Bugger. I messed up.
“Houston, we have a problem,” I
said out loud. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I must have pronounced one of
the spell words wrong.
“Who is Houston?” Lars said.
“Romans!” Gareth hissed. He drew
his sword.
“Romans?” I stared at the
battle-scarred men before us. They looked exhausted. They also looked bloody,
dirty and rather short. Not to mention confused.
How the heck could they be
Romans?
Someone yelled “Form Square!”
in—yup—that was Latin.
“What the hell?” I stared. The
men came to life moving with purpose into a square. Within seconds we were
facing a shield wall bristling with spears.
Gareth and Lars already had their
swords drawn. They tried to move in front of me but I spread my arms to hold
them back.
“Sheath your weapons,” I
commanded.
They hesitated, eyeing the wall
of men and knives.
“For crissake,” I insisted, “what
do you expect to do against that, besides get us all killed?”
With reluctance the swords slid
back into their scabbards.
The man on the horse wore a
breastplate the sort of armor that you only saw in museums back home. Or
movies. I was reminded of Cleopatra starring Elizabeth Taylor. Richard Burton
playing the part of Marc Antony.
Hoo boy.
The man on horseback stared at
me. No stirrups on his saddle. A helmet that was in history books. Definitely
Roman. I stared back at him.
Romans? In this time? What the
poop had I done?
“It’s a freaking temporal rift!”
My laugh was strident. “Where the hell is Spock when you need him?”
Melodie
Campbell achieved a personal best this year when Library Journal compared her to Janet Evanovich. She has over 200 publications, including 100
comedy credits, 40 short stories, and 4 novels. She has won 6 awards for
fiction.
ROWENA
AND THE DARK LORD, book 2
in the Land’s End series, is NOW AVAILABLE at the special introductory price of
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And the one that started it
all: ROWENA THROUGH THE WALL, book 1
in the Land’s End series
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