Welcome back to Medieval Monday! This is week ten of the new round of authors, snippets,
and fun. Our spring theme is the first kiss. Today I am hosting Sherry Ewing and
her wonderful story, To Follow My Heart.

(For easy access to authors taking part in this
round of Medieval Monday tales, visit the Medieval Romance Lovers Facebook page.
Authors will post their blog links there.  You can also find us on Twitter
at #MedMonSpring21.)

Let
me catch you up. The bottom line… Fletcher has to leave Jenna alone and
travel to see his dying father. She has surprised and stirred Fletcher. She has
asked him to kiss her. So… any idea what he will do?

To Follow My Heart:

The Knights of Berwyck,
A Quest Through Time (Book 3)

By Sherry Ewing

Love is a leap.
Sometimes you need to jump…

After a gut wrenching break up with her fiancé,
Jenna Sinclair heads to the coast to do a little soul searching. To say
everything is subject to change is putting it mildly. Her world is not only
turned upside down, but pretty much torn asunder when she is pulled through a
time gate on the beach beneath the Cliff House and transported more than eight
hundred years into the past.

Fletcher Monroe, captain of the garrison knights
at Berwyck Castle, has wasted too much time pining for a woman who will never be
his. When he finally decides to move on with his life and focus on his duties,
he is suddenly confronted with a woman who magically appears at his feet. This
could either be the best thing that has ever happened to him or another cursed
event in a string of many.  He soon finds he is wildly attracted to her,
but she’s scared to death of him – not a very encouraging beginning.

From the shores of California to twelfth century England and back
again, Jenna and Fletcher must find a way to reconcile their two different
worlds before Time forever tears them apart.

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Snippet #10

Forgetting any oath of chivalry he may have made
to leave her untouched, he swooped down to devour her mouth as he all but
claimed her. This kiss was nothing compared to the one they had shared earlier
this day. Nay, ’twas possessive, demanding, as if they had been starved for the
other their entire lives, and, perchance, therein lay the truth of what
emotions she stirred in him. 

See last week’s snippet on Cathy MacRae’s blog: https://www.cathymacraeauthor.com/bits-n-bobs-author-blog

 

Here is where you can find Sherry: www.SherryEwing.com/blog