I'm excited to welcome Elisabeth Hobbes to Medieval Monday.

You'll find my 2nd excerpt on her blog here:   https://elisabethhobbes.co.uk/
And be sure to follow me next week to Ashley York's blog:    https://www.ashleyyorkauthor.com
Remember to comment on my excerpts weekly for a chance to win a copy of The Highlander's Crusader Bride!

Here is the excerpt from Elisabeth's book, A Wager for the Widow

 ‘Yes, she’s beautiful,’ he admitted. He thought back again to their first meeting and his lips twitched. When she had rounded on him with such indignation on the ferry it had taken all his self- possession not to silence her fury with a kiss! Will ran his fingers through his hair, thanking his good fortune he hadn’t done so.
‘I think prickly would be a fair description,’ he conceded.
‘I always imagined taking a tumble with her would be akin to falling into a holly bush!’ Rob laughed.
Will snorted noncommittally, wondering what his brother would say if he knew how close to the holly bush he had got. The way her green eyes had widened as he’d pulled her close to him had sent a throb of raw desire through his entire body that even now threatened to return.
Enticing smells drifted from the kitchen so Will struck the large brass gong sharply. Whisking away their goblets, he took his position by the double doors to greet the household.
Presently the family and household servants began to make their way into the hall. Sir Edgar and Lady Fitzallan led the procession followed directly by Edmund Fitzallan escorting Lady Peyton on one arm and Anne Fitzallan, fourteen and the youngest of Sir Edgar’s children, on the other. Will bowed deeply as Sir Edgar led his family to the table on the dais, but could not resist casting a surreptitious look at Lady Peyton. She caught his eye and her step faltered. A rose-coloured flush
appeared enchantingly on each cheek.
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What has caused Eleanor’s reaction? See if next week’s excerpt contains the answer on Ruth A. Casie’s blog    https://www.RuthACasie.blogspot.com
For last week’s excerpt visit www.barbarabettis.blogspot.com
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                        A WAGER FOR THE WIDOW

Widowed Lady Eleanor Peyton has chosen a life of independence. Living alone on her rocky coastal outcrop, she's cut herself off from the world of men—until William Rudhale saves her life
and demands a kiss!
As steward to Lady Eleanor's father, Will knows the desire he burns with is futile—but he'll still wager he can claim Eleanor's kiss by midwinter. Yet when the tide turns Will realizes vulnerable
Eleanor is far too precious to gamble with. Can he win his lady before it's too late?
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Buy links
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Wager-Widow-Elisabeth-Hobbes-ebook/dp/B00SFSZXXS
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-wager-for-the-widow-elisabeth-
hobbes/1121093242?ean=9781460384640
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/a-wager-for-the-widow-mills-boon-historical-1
Mills & Boon: https://www.millsandboon.co.uk/p45341/a-wager-for-the-widow.htm

Today I'm sharing the hop with Elisabeth Hobbes and an excerpt from her book, Redeeming the Rogue Knight!

You can find my excerpt on Elisabeth's blog here: ​https://elisabethhobbes.co.uk/




​                                          Excerpt:

Lucy was running at full tilt towards the river and the road skirting round the town. She ignored Roger’s cry. He broke into a run and seized her by the arm.
She fought him, but Roger was not to be deterred.
He took her by the waist and held her tight, hands spread in the hollow of her spine. She wriggled in his arms like a dove trying to escape a hawk. He’d dreamed of holding her this close, the tantalising moments when they had come close to kissing had driven him wild, but this was not what he had imagined.
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Follow along next week for Elisabeth's next excerpt on Ruth A. Casie’s blog at http://ruthacasie.blogspot.co.uk
You'll find my next excerpt from The Highlander's Crusader Bride next week on Jenni Fletcher’s blog http://www.jennifletcher.com
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Book Blurb:

The spy who sought refuge... When injured spy Sir Roger Danby comes asking for shelter at her inn, Lucy Carew is wary. He may be strikingly handsome, but the disgraced single mother has learned the hard way with men like him. Against her better judgment, she gives him refuge.

Sir Roger has never been at the mercy of a woman before, and he's never met one as mysterious and bewitching as Lucy. He hasn't come looking for redemption, but Lucy is a woman who could reach in and
touch his closely guarded heart...

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Buy links:

Amazon
Harlequin
B&N
Book Depository

Why I write Medieval Romance
 
I’m sure my love of the Middle Ages is mainly due to where I’m from.  The city of York has a rich history dating back to the Vikings and Romans but many of the surviving buildings are medieval.  We have The Shambles (the low rows of cottages looming towards each other that housed the city’s butchers) the magnificent Minster and Guild houses, streets of Medieval buildings too numerous to mention and the magnificent gated walls which still encircle the town.  I spent most of my teenage years wandering around the city looking for a handsome Roman or Viking to sweep me off my feet. Sadly this never happened but growing up somewhere like that it was impossible not to develop a passion for the period as I walked to and from school past castles and ruins imagining the lives and loves of the people who came before me.
 
The Medieval period had very clearly defined conventions, social structure and strict codes of behaviour, and transgressing these had real, life threatening consequences.  Not for my characters the genteel Regency ballroom and risk of being ‘cut’ by the Ton. Put a foot wrong in my world and you’ll find yourself on the wrong end of the sword not a snapping fan!  It was a time of conquest and conflict, tournaments and battles.  Life was harsh and dangerous, life expectancy was low but the period gave rise to the code of chivalry and some of the greatest architecture still standing. 

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Elisabeth’s writing career began when she entered her first novel, Falling for Her Captor, into Harlequin's So You Think You Can Write contest.  She finished in third place and was offered a two book contract.  She has since written five novels for Harlequin Mills & Boon with settings and eras ranging from the turbulent events of post-Conquest Cheshire to the thrilling tournaments of thirteenth century York.
 
As well as writing, Elisabeth is a part time teacher and full time mum to two children. She spends whatever spare time she has reading and is a pro at cooking one-handed while holding a book.

Elisabeth's other hobbies include horse riding, skiing, Arabic dance, fencing and exploring dreadful tourist attractions, none of which has made it into a story yet. She loves ginger mojitos, historical fiction and has a fondness for dark haired, bearded heroes.
 
Elisabeth lives in Cheshire because her car broke down there when she was house hunting and she never left.

It's week 8 in our Medieval Blog hop, and that means Elisabeth Hobbes is here to share the next excerpt from her book, The Saxon Outlaw's Revenge.

Following a failed uprising, Constance Arnaud is forced to watch the execution of Saxon rebels at the hands of her brother-in-law, Norman nobleman, Robert de Coudray.

Is this the end for Aelric?

Excerpt #8:
The soldiers seized hold of Aelric, who cried out and struggled as they dragged him towards his father. Constance’s stomach twisted as if someone had taken a stick and wound it through her guts, coiling it tight.
‘Please don’t!’
The words left her mouth before she could stop herself. She realised she had pushed herself to her feet.
What do you think you’re doing, girl?’ Robert rounded on Constance, his face knotted with fury far greater than he had shown to the condemned men or the boy. The blood in her veins turned to ice, but she could feel her face flushing. The eyes of everyone in the square were on her.
‘Set him free,’ Constance said.
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Can Robert’s heart be softened? Laurel O’Donnell shares next Monday’s excerpt at http://www.laurel-odonnell.com/blog.html

Blurb from Knight Errant:
At the mercy of her enemy!
Abducted by Saxon outlaws, Constance Arnaud comes face to face with Aelric, a Saxon boy she once loved. He’s now her enemy, but Constance must reach out to this rebel and persuade him to save her life as she once saved his…
Aelric is determined to seek vengeance on the Normans who destroyed his family. Believing Constance deserted him, he can never trust her again. Yet, as they are thrown together and their longing for each other reignites, will Aelric discover that love is stronger than revenge?
 
Buy links        
​US http://bit.ly/SaxonOutlaw
UK http://bit.ly/OutlawSaxon