Snow in July by Kim Iverson Headlee Genre: Medieval Paranormal Romance
From the award- winning pen of Kim Iverson Headlee comes the exciting, poignant love story of a distressed damsel who wields a fierce fireplace poker and the smoking hot knight she must save from himself. “Captivating!” ~ Kemberlee Lugo-Shortland, Heart of Fiction Sir Robert Alain de Bellencombre has been granted what every man wants: a rich English estate in exchange for his valiant service at the Battle of Hastings. To claim this reward, the Norman knight must wed the estate’s Saxon heiress. Most men would leap at such an opportunity, but for Alain, who broke his vow to his dying mother by failing to protect his youngest brother in battle, it means facing more easily broken vows. But when rumors of rampant thievery, dangerous beasts, and sorcery plaguing a neighboring estate reach his ears, nothing will make him shirk duty to king and country when people’s lives stand at risk. He assumes the guise of a squire to scout the land, its problems, and its lady. Lady Kendra of Edgarburh has been granted what no woman wants: a forced marriage to an enemy who may be kith or kin to the man who murdered her beloved brother. Compounding her anguish is her failure to awaken the miraculous healing gift bequeathed by their late mother in time to save his life. Although with his dying breath, he made her promise to seek happiness above all, Kendra vows that she shall find neither comfort nor love in the arms of a Norman… unless it snows in July. Alain is smitten by Lady Kendra from the first moment of their meeting; Kendra feels the forbidden allure of the handsome and courtly Norman “squire.” But a growing evil overshadows everyone, invoking dark forces and ensnaring Kendra in a plot to overthrow the king Alain is oath-bound to serve. Kendra and Alain face a battle unlike any other as their honor, their love, their lives, and even their very souls lie in the balance. Add to Goodreads Amazon * Apple * B&N * Google * Kobo
Kim Headlee lives on a farm in southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, goats, Great Pyrenees goat guards, and assorted wildlife. People and creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins–the latter having been occupied as recently as the mid-twentieth century–seem to be sticking around for a while yet. Kim has been a published novelist since 1999 with the first edition of Dawnflight (Sonnet Books, Simon & Schuster) and has been studying the Arthurian legends for nigh on half a century. Website * Newsletter * Facebook * Twitter * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads
Kendra genuflected again, grasped her basket’s handle, and turned to accompany Waldron
from the church. Not across the yard to the feast hall, as she’d expected, since that was where
most Edgarburh business—including private matters—transpired, but past the garden toward
the manor house. In silence they ascended the outer wooden staircase, entered the building,
and trod the corridor containing the bedchambers. Specifically, she realized with a start when
their course became apparent, Waldron’s.
Several paces from their destination, curiosity compelled her to blurt, “What’s wrong?”
Pulling up short, Waldron gave her an odd look. “Wrong? Let me see.” He snorted, ticking the
points on his fingers. “Taxes are due ere long, and the tenants have barely recovered from the
war to scrape together their payments. A Norman is on his way to take possession of my
daughter and the estate.” His gray eyes gazed at her levelly. “My son is dead, and my daughter
acts like a widow rather than a bride.” He inclined his head at the black woolen veil she wore
even as these final spring days warmed toward summer.
This time it wasn’t the sun that made her face heat. “My choices honor Del’s memory.” She
gripped the basket with both fists, raising it before her like a shield. “Do yours?”
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