Happy Tuesday readers.
Please welcome back the amazing Mary Morgan as she shares with us her newest book,
Dragon Knight's Axe.
I've got my copy, be sure to get yours today.
Tell me three words that describe yourself starting with A, B, and C.
Adaptable,
Bold, Compassionate
What are your three favorite things?
An
old copy of “The Three Musketeers” by Alexandre Dumas, My red Kitchen Aid
Mixer, and a music box given to me by my husband when we were dating.
Are you self- published or with a publishing company (if so, which one?)?
I’m
published with The Wild Rose Press.
Was there any particular inspiration for your characters or story?
Yes.
When sitting on a boulder in the Highlands of Scotland one evening, the Dragon
Knights were born. I was surrounded by the beauty of the Highlands and sheep
bleating in the distance—a perfect place for inspiration. It was on my first
trip to Scotland in 2000. I’ve always loved Loch Ness, so it made sense to have
the home of the MacKays at Urquhart Castle.
What is the ultimate goal you have for your career?
My
books to be made into a television series! Wishful dreams, right? In truth,
it’s to continue to write and share my stories with the world. As long as there
is someone who wants to read my books, then I shall write the tales. I’m
thrilled to be doing what I love to do—weaving passionate stories with magic.
Will there be more books in your series, or can you tell us about any previous
books?
I’m
in edits for the fourth book, Dragon Knight’s Shield. This is the story of the
oldest brother—Angus MacKay. Then there will be a fifth and final book to wrap
up the series. Yes, there is a fifth Dragon Knight! All will be revealed in
Dragon Knight’s Shield. I’m planning a spin-off with the Fenian Warriors.
Currently, there are four books planned in this series, so I’ll be busy writing
for awhile.
Favorite writer, book?
Ahh...I
have so many, Angela. Yet, one that stands out is “The Mists of Avalon” by
Marion Zimmer Bradley.
When not writing, what can you be found doing?
In
my garden or the kitchen. They’re great escapes for me after a long day of
writing.
Blurb:
Battled scarred, Dragon
Knight, Alastair MacKay, has fled to the seas to separate himself from his
powers that are connected to the land. Yet, when he rescues a woman from a
slave trader in Ireland, he steps back inadvertently into a world filled with
magic—taking on the role of protector and leading him on a journey to confront
his greatest fears.
Research assistant,
Fiona O’Quinlan loves translating ancient artifacts at Trinity College. When
she falls asleep on an archeological dig, she awakens in another time. She soon
discovers a Dragon Knight’s relic has been entrusted into her care. Determined
to return the artifact to the Great Glen, Fiona is unprepared for the danger
ahead—losing her heart and soul to Alastair “Beast” MacKay.
Will their love be strong
enough to soothe the beast and heal the man? Or will Death swing its axe,
leaving them lost for all eternity?
Excerpt:
He would get the truth out of her. She was now his.
Bought and paid for.
His anger simmered just below the surface, and he
allowed his eyes to flash with the fire of the dragon. Hearing her gasp, he
smiled. Good, little
bird. Fear me. Without giving her time to react, he swept
her up and dumped her over his left shoulder, and strode to the ship.
He heard her sharp intake of breath, and then she
started to pound against his back. “Put...me down,” she demanded.
“Nae.”
She started to kick, and he clenched his jaw in
frustration. The little bird had talons. He responded with a smack to her
bottom, but instead of removing his hand, he kept it against her soft curves.
“I will put ye down when we are on my ship.”
She went completely still, and then she screamed.
Alastair dumped her onto the ground. “For the love of
Brigid, did ye have to yell into my ear?”
Fiona rubbed at her bottom and then stood. “You
beast,” she spat out at him. Jumping onto a nearby boulder, she looked directly
into his eyes. “Don’t you ever touch me like
that again.”
Alastair yanked her to his chest by her arms, his face
mere inches from hers. “And what are ye going
to do?” He watched as her eyes widened in alarm. Blue eyes that reminded him of
the sky on warm summer days. Then his gaze traveled down to her lips, red as
berries.
Instantly, his beast roared to life. Claim one kiss, Alastair.
“I will slit your throat,” she whispered.
Releasing his hold, his beast laughed, mocking him. He stared at her for
a few moments before turning away. Stalking over to the ship, he climbed up the
ladder.
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Bio:
I am a constant daydreamer and
have been told quite often to remove my head from the clouds. Yet, this is
where I find the magic to write my stories. Not only do I love to weave a good
tale, but I have a voracious appetite for reading. I worked for Borders Books
for almost fourteen years. Imagine my delight to be surrounded by so
many books, talking to others about them, and getting paid.
Pure bliss!
I have traveled to England,
Scotland, Ireland, and France. There are those who know me well when I say, “My
heart is in the Highlands.” I believe I have left it there or maybe in Ireland.
When not writing, I enjoy
playing in my garden—another place where magic grows. Of course, there is time
spent with my family. They are the ones that keep me grounded.
Thanks for stopping by Mary, as always, it's been a pleasure!
