To Weave a Highland Tapestry Book Tour & Giveaway

To Weave a Highland Tapestry A Tale from the Order of the Dragon Knights by Mary Morgan Genre: Time Travel/Scottish Medieval/Paranormal Romance Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc Publication Date: December 9, 2019

Patrick MacFhearguis, hardened by battles won and lost, desires what he can never have—peace within his heart and soul. Yet, the ever-meddling Fae weave a new journey for him to conquer—a task this Highlander is determined to resist. When skilled weaver, Gwen Hywel, is commissioned to create a tapestry for the MacFhearguis clan she embraces the assignment. While seeking out ideas, she finds herself clutching the one thread that can alter the tapestry of her heart and life. A man conflicted by past deeds. A woman with no family of her own. Is it possible for love to unravel an ancient past in order to claim two badly scarred hearts? Or will the light of hope be doused forever? Add to GoodreadsAmazon * Apple * B&N * Google * Kobo * Website

Award-winning Celtic paranormal and fantasy romance author, Mary Morgan, resides in Northern California with her own knight in shining armor. However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return. Mary’s passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. Inspired by her love for history and ancient Celtic mythology, her tales are filled with powerful warriors, brave women, magic, and romance. It wasn’t until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling by writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories. If you enjoy history, tortured heroes, and a wee bit of magic, then time- travel within the pages of her books. Website * Facebook * Twitter * Instagram * Pinterest * Bookbub * Amazon * Goodreads * LinkedIn

“Where is the pain?”
“It’s tolerable.” She refused to appear weak, returning the same remark he had shared with her
earlier.
Patrick reached for her hand. His warmth and strength seeped through her skin. “Place both your
hands against the bark with your feet some distance apart.”
“And why am I doing this?”
The beginning of a smile tipped the corners of his mouth. “Trust me, lass. Ye are in pain from riding
stiffly for many hours.”
For reasons she couldn’t fathom, Gwen had faith in the man. Removing her hand from his, she did as
he instructed.
His presence loomed from behind her. “If ye will permit me, I shall roll my knuckles along your
back.”
Heat flared instantly up her neck, but Gwen nodded, giving him permission.
When the first contact of his fist swept across her back, Gwen let out a moan. Pain and pleasure
fought for dominance. She closed her eyes against the sensation of his healing and seductive touch,
allowing her body to ease from its rigid position.
“Let your limbs relax,” he urged.
“Feels so good,” she mumbled.
He splayed his fingers and massaged the knots along the column of her neck. Delicious pinpricks
trickled down her back, along with the melting snow on her head. Gwen knew she presented a wretched
sight, but she gave no care. His fingers caressed the top of her spine, and wove their way down to both
shoulders. By the time he finished, her body was on fire with another type of ache, but her muscles had
loosened up. There was no denying the man ignited a spark within her.
Gwen turned around slowly.
He placed his hand above her on the tree, trapping her against the rough bark with his body.
Lowering his head near her ear, he whispered. “Better?”
The word had her breathing rapidly. Gwen did the unthinkable and pressed her cheek against him—
his beard grazing her face. “Yes.”
“Good,” he breathed the word against her skin and withdrew.
He held her captive with the intensity of his gaze—compelling and magnetic. She had contained her
inner woman within a cocoon for so long she yearned to be set free. If this was a distorted nightmare, she
was determined to leave it on a positive experience.
When neither made a move to part, the butterfly emerged. Gwen lifted her hand and cupped his
cheek. His eyes darkened as he turned his face into her palm, pressing his warm lips against her skin. A
new and unexpected heat rushed inside her, and she gasped with the pleasure.
Patrick took a step back, breaking their connection. A slash of wind slapped across her face, cooling
the heat of their encounter.

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