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Chapter Two in Medieval Romance Novel, Angel’s Assassin!

Chapter Two in Medieval Romance Novel, Angel’s Assassin!

  Chapter Two Four days later    Damien watched the market square from the shadowed darkness of the candle maker’s shop.  Warin Roke is a mad man, Damien thought.  But if he is willing to grant my freedom for one last mission, who am I to tell him otherwise? Merchants shouted from shop windows at […]

Inspirational Quote Monday! #24 of 2012

Inspirational Quote Monday! #24 of 2012

It’s Inspirational Quote Monday!  Here’s the quote for the week – “One way to get the most out of life is to look upon it as an adventure.” – William Feather

Lord Warin Roke, Villain in Angel’s Assassin

Lord Warin Roke, Villain in Angel’s Assassin

Villain?  I should be insulted by such a title.  But I’m not.  Some people label me villain, some label me the means to an end.  But in the end, it is all about power. I am Lord Warin Roke.  I am Damien’s master.  I bought a boy of sixteen years off the slave ship Redemption.  […]

Chapter One of romance novel, Angel’s Assassin!

Chapter One of romance novel, Angel’s Assassin!

Chapter One  Ten Years Later Acquitaine Villagers lined the tall walls of the Great Hall in small clusters.  Some sat beneath the large stained glass window depicting an elegant knight in his golden battle armor; others stood near the white marble statue of a warhorse. While the groups were indeed dwindling, Aurora of Acquitaine knew […]

Angel's Assassin by Laurel O'Donnell

Gawyn, hero’s brother from Angel’s Assassin!

I know how that Prologue looks.  Like I didn’t care about Damien.  But you have to understand that I was 17 years old then.  And I was frightened.  I’m Gawyn, Damien’s brother.  When I was on that slave ship, when I was running for my life, I promised Damien that I would be back for […]

Prologue for Angel’s Assassin!

Prologue for Angel’s Assassin!

Off the Coast of England 1392 Gawyn shoved the lock of his chained hands toward his brother. “Open them, Damien,” he urged, his voice a conspiratorial whisper. But even the hushed tone of his words couldn’t hide his growing excitement. The wood beneath Damien’s bare feet creaked as a wave struck the hull of the […]