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A secret past, a witch’s prophecy, and a journey through time touch the heart of a Viking warrior.

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    Erik Lotharsson is sent forward in time to find the mate his people have chosen. He has no idea the journey he travels will be one of heart and soul. Nor can he imagine the trials he must face in taming a modern woman to his point of view.

    Keelin Haverland has experienced dreams of a Viking lover for several years and fixates her attention on an acquaintance with a striking resemblance to her dream lover. She soon discovers her dreams are of another, of a man who claims to be from the past. The magic of an eclipse transports her to another time where modern conveniences no longer exist, and love is but a heartbeat away.


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    On The Silver Edge Of Time - print

    On The Silver Edge Of Time - print

    A secret past, a witch’s prophecy, and a journey through time touch the heart of a Viking warrior.



    Erik tilted his head and took the pitcher from her hands. “Here. You look ready to wilt. The hour is late, and you’ve had a long day. Mayhap, you should find your bed.”

    “But Malmury …” As tired as Keely was, Malmury had succeeded in subduing her most acute feelings of rebellion. Time would be her best weapon in fighting back. All she needed was time to learn their habits, their weaknesses.

    “Answers to me. Come, I’ll escort you to my chambers.”

    She stumbled. “Your chambers?”

    “Ja. Where else do you propose to sleep?”

    A glance about the room revealed a bevy of lecherous and inebriated men, all anxious for a tumble between the sheets. The few women remaining to serve drinks seemed quite amenable to the situation. Where did the other servants sleep? The ones unwilling to indulge in carnal activities?

    “I’ll just find a corner somewhere.” Others had done the same, sprawled about the floor like limp rugs.

    “Sank showed me the dream.” His voice had dropped to a husky whisper.

    “Dream?” Surely not the one where she’d enjoyed a host of sinful delights with her Viking lover. The one she’d sent Sank in a fit of insanity.

    He bent his head and pressed his lips against the hollow of her neck. “The dream.”

    Oh God, please don’t kiss me. If I give into my desires, I’ll bind myself to you in ways I’m not yet prepared for. It’s too soon. She pulled away and shook her head, feeling the exhaustion of a full day wash over her.

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