Release day on both sides of the Atlantic!

Book release days are always nerve wracking but they are also incredibly exciting!

Highlander Avenged by Laurin Wittig bookcoverHighlander Avenged, book II in the Guardians of the Targe trilogy releases worldwide today in Kindle format, paperback, and audio (read by the incredible Phil Gigante).

As the Guardians of the Targe saga continues, a deal struck between a beautiful, grieving healer and a wounded Highland soldier soon pits passion against duty—and one clan against the might of the English.

The first review is up: “Wonderful little gem to discover! Fantastic and captivating till the very end!”

Read an excerpt here!

Get a Kindle/paperback/audio copy (read by Phil Gigante!) of your very own from Amazon.
Paperback & audio also available from Barnes and Noble.

But wait, there’s more!

German edition of The Devil of Kilmartin book coverMy award winning debut novel The Devil of Kilmartin releases today in German translation, as Die Heilerin von Lamont (The Healer of Lamont). I am so excited to bring this story to my German language readers for the first time!

Nach dem Tod ihres Vaters bleibt Elena of Lamont keine Wahl: Um dem brutalen Clansmann zu entkommen, der fest entschlossen ist, sein Verlangen nach Macht – und nach ihr – zu stillen, flieht sie mitten in der Nacht aus der Burg ihrer Ahnen. Aber kaum dem einen gefährlichen Mann entronnen, landet sie direkt in den Armen des nächsten. Und dessen leidenschaftliche Zärtlichkeiten bergen ganz eigene Risiken …

Als Anführer des Lachlan-Clans schwört Symon MacLachlan, das rothaarige Mädchen zu beschützen, dessen sanfte Hände ihn von den Dämonen befreien, die ihm den Verstand zu rauben drohen.

Obwohl sie es abstreitet, ist er davon überzeugt, dass sie die legendäre Lamont-Heilerin ist.

Verzweifelt sehnt er sich nach ihrer heilenden Berührung – und nach mehr. Er weiß, er muss sie zu der Seinen machen. Aber wird es ihm gelingen, die Liebe der faszinierenden Frau zu gewinnen, die schon längst sein Herz gestohlen hat?

Get a Kindle/paperback/audio copy of your very own from Amazon.de.

And don’t forget that I’m participating in two big giveaways going this month: The Midsummer’s Dream Giveaway (14 authors, incredible prizes!), and The Jewel’s of Historical Romance June Giveaway ($50 gift card!). Information and links are on my home page.

Highlander Avenged – Read an excerpt!

Highlander Avenged by Laurin Wittig bookcover

The wren fluttered in a nearby holly tree, fussing at her now, as if to chide her for lingering in its territory. Jeanette looked about her to get her bearings and realized that she was very near the one place that had always been peaceful, had always reinforced her sense of calm — the sacred wellspring where she used to watch her mother make offerings and prayers to the power of the Targe. Tears she refused to shed clogged her throat. Visiting the wellspring would not be the same without her mum, but at least she might feel closer to her there and might be able to draw some small comfort from that.

She quickened her pace up the rocky trail and soon made it to the top of the path where it turned left around the shoulder of the ben. She stepped onto an almost imperceptible track to the right that she knew wrapped around a large moss covered stone outcropping. From there it ran a hundred feet or more to the shallow cave that sheltered the wellspring where crystal clear water poured forth from a crack in the mountain, splashing into an icy pool before it ran down the benside to the loch.

Anticipation had her rushing down the track even faster than she had climbed the ben. She came round the last curve, hopped over the water that escaped down the ben, and skidded to a stop in the small cleared area just outside the cave.

It took a moment for her to understand what she saw there.

A man knelt in profile next to the pool of water. A shaft of sunshine cut through the shadows turning his bare torso golden, and picking out strands of almost white-blond hair on his head. He stopped, just as he was about to pour water over his right arm, and looked over his shoulder at her. He smiled and it was dazzling.

Jeanette blinked, and blinked again, as she started considering what she should do. Here was a stranger. Should she run or stand her ground? She slowly let her hand settle over her sgian dhu, her small knife.

“Are you mute, then, lass?”

His voice, deep and laced with humor, shocked her out of her thoughts. She couldn’t help but watch as he reached for the tunic laying by his feet, and pulled it over his sun-kissed skin before rising and facing her, grinning at her now. His shirt stuck to his wet skin, drawing her attention to his chest and rippled stomach, drawing her eye—

She gasped and snapped her gaze back up to meet his. He didn’t look English with his shoulder-length dark blond hair, braided at the temples, and his well faded plaid that he wore with ease. But neither had Nicholas, their new chief, looked English when first he came among them. Yet, somehow, Jeanette had always known Nicholas was an honorable man and that had proved true. She couldn’t say exactly why, but she had the same sense about this man.

And then she remembered what her mum had always told her: “You are a fine judge of character, my sweet Jeanette. I do not understand how, but you always seem to ken the truth of someone when first you meet.” The memory was both sweet and melancholy.

“Lass?” he asked, his grin even wider now, lending a twinkle to his green and brown hazel eyes.

Instinct warred with recent experience and instinct won out. He might be an honorable man, but that did not mean she trusted him. Not yet.

“What are you doing here?” she finally snapped, setting her fists on her hips. She would find no comfort here in the company of a stranger and she wanted him gone. “Who are you?”

“I could ask the same of you,” he said.

“Nay, you could not. This is my family’s land and you do not belong here. I ask again, who are you?”

The man folded his arms across his chest and cocked his head at her, his grin firmly in place as if he thought it disarming. Which it was.

Jeanette notched her chin up and waited for him to answer her questions. He was the interloper here. He was the one shattering the serenity of the place with his skin and his smile and his eyes.

“I am Malcolm MacKenzie,” he said finally.

She nodded. “Where is your home?”

“In the north, west of Inverness. Now who are you, and whose land is this?”

“Come away from the pool.” She desperately wanted him away from her mother’s place, and motioned for him to join her outside the sheltering rock, but as he passed her the almost transparent damp linen of his tunic revealed a large festering wound on his upper right arm. She grabbed his arm at the elbow, stopping him. “What happened?”

Malcolm looked down, a swear hissing from his lips.

“’Tis nothing,” he said, but when he went to pull away from her she held him fast, already pushing his sleeve up, exposing the long, oozing gash on his upper arm.

She could tell from the faint marks around the edges of the wound that it had been inexpertly stitched at one point. But the stitches were gone now, and yet it still oozed and there were faint red lines leading away from it.

She looked up at him. The grin had been replaced with a scowl, the twinkle no longer in his eyes.

Highlander Avenged by Laurin Wittig bookcoverWant to read more?

Highlander Avenged, book II in my Guardians of the Targe trilogy, is available for pre-order now. Release date is Tuesday, June 24th, 2014!

Triskele - the symbol found on the Targe stone in the Guardians of the Targe series

Triskele – the symbol found on the Targe stone in the Guardians of the Targe series

It’s a virtual book tour!

The Winter Stone Blog Tour Hits the Road
4/21 – 4/27!

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Each day we’re featuring different things so don’t miss any of our stops!

April 21: RELEASE DAY!!!  Happy Ever After/USA Today kicks us off – an interview with all three of us: Tanya Anne Crosby, Laurin Wittig, & Glynnis Campbell

April 22: Night Owl Reviews – spotlight on The Winter Stone

April 23: Pebble in the Still Waters – Meet Glynnis Campbell, read how we dreamed up The Winter Stone anthology, and a review

April 24: Got Fiction -Meet Laurin Wittig & read an excerpt of MacAlister’s Hope, Laurin’s novella in The Winter Stone

April 25: Miss Ivy’s Book Nook – Meet Tanya Anne Crosby & read an excerpt of Once Upon a Highland Legend, Tanya’s novella in The Winter Stone & a review

April 26: Romance Junkies – Spotlight on The Winter Stone & read an excerpt of The Outcast, Glynnis’s novella in The Winter Stone

April 27: I Would Rather Be Reading - Spotlight on The Winter Stone & a review

And we’re giving away…

Stop by at least one of these blogs to get information about how to enter our THE WINTER STONE BLOG TOUR GIVEAWAY. Each of our novellas connects to one of our existing series and we’re giving away one ebook from those series to one lucky reader.

 

Five Unforgettable Knights is on sale!

knights_3dDon’t miss Five Unforgettable Knights – a boxed set of five complete novels by five bestselling authors of medieval romances (PLUS a bonus soundtrack).

On sale January 6 – 12, 2014 for just .99!

You get books by Tanya Anne Crosby, Claire Delacroix, Colleen Gleason, Glynnis Campbell, and me, plus a bonus 12-song download, A Little Knight Music, a wonderful medieval-inspired soundtrack by Rich Campbell, bassist for the band America, all for less than a buck – that’s $8 off the regular price!

Order Five Unforgettable Knights on AmazonKoboiTunes, or Barnes and Noble.

Don’t wait! The sale price is only good until January 12th, then the price goes back the the regular $8.99.

Plus, the Five Unforgettable Knights ride off into the sunset on February 1st, 2014, and will no longer be available as a set (individual books will still be available, though!).

Reviews are rolling in for Highlander Betrayed

I am really amazed and stunned by the wonderful reviews for Highlander Betrayed that are showing up at Amazon. Here’s a quote from one of my favorites:

This book is about more [than] the battles that were like a living entity throughout Scottish history, it’s about more than a man and woman falling in love. It’s about finding your strengths, finding your path and finding the one who was meant to walk it with you. No matter how difficult the path might be. It was an enjoyable read and I can honestly say I am looking forward to the next story in Laurin Wittig’s Guardians of the Targe Series.

Shauni (3 stars)

Highlander Betrayed 80pHere’s another one:

This. Book. Was. Fantastic.

I consider myself a fan of this author and have read all of her previous work. HIGHLANDER BETRAYED is yet another in her long string of spellbinding reads. Laurin Wittig carefully weaves her tales of love and romance into a rich tapestry of adventure, bravery, legend and lore. I just love each and every one of them!

Past Romance (5 stars)

I particularly like the way she starts that one. :-)

In this age of on-line book retailing one of the best ways readers can help authors is to leave reviews, and they don’t have to be long. A sentence or two is a great review. The algorithms that often determine if a book gets seen easily on a web site weight for number of reviews – and they don’t seem to care if they are 1 stars or 5 stars (you can imagine authors prefer the latter, though). The more reviews the more likely the book is to be seen. So if you are inclined, leave an honest review.

I hope you’re reading some great books this summer!

Laurin

Highlander Betrayed ~ Excerpt

Highlander Betrayed 80p“Why cannot everyone leave me alone?” Scotia stomped her foot and the ache in Rowan’s head ratcheted up another notch. “I know what I’m doing.” The ground seemed to tremble with her words and all the birds in the bushes around them took flight. She grabbed Rowan by her upper arms, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises in her wake. “Why?!”

Every hair on Rowan’s body rose with that tremble and an odd pressure pulsed under her skin. A tremendous crack slashed through the air, followed by an ominous rumbling, as if the mountain were speaking to them.

“What is it?!” Scotia gripped her arms even harder, as an unnatural wind pushed down the hillside and over them.

Terror gripped Rowan. As she looked up the hill toward the rumble, a horrible memory she’d buried long ago hurtled at her. “Nay,” she whispered. “Not again.”

Everything went silent in Rowan’s head as the pain reached a crescendo. She wrenched her arms free from her cousin’s grip and squeezed her hands to her scalp, her head feeling as if it was going to split asunder.

Another loud crack, as if the very ground beneath their feet was breaking wide open, though it barely trembled. Rowan looked up just in time to see the curtain wall above them burst, like heavy storm water through a dam, sending blocks of stone and rubble down the steep embankment.

“Run!” a deep male voice shouted at the same moment.

Rowan whipped around in the direction of the voice but didn’t see anyone.

“Run, now!” Suddenly a stranger burst onto the path not far up the hill and hurtled down toward them.

Scotia screamed, “Which way?” but didn’t move.

Rowan grabbed her skirts with one hand and Scotia’s arm with the other and pelted up the path toward the stranger. The path angled back toward the curtain wall but it was the shortest way to safety.

Rowan did not want to think about what would happen to them if they were caught in the avalanche of falling stone.

Scotia shrieked and ripped her arm from Rowan’s grip as they drew even with the stranger. Scotia raced past him leaving Rowan behind as the first pebbles bounced across the path. Rowan glanced up toward the castle as she and the stranger followed Scotia. She could see nothing but a looming wall of grey dust, the sharp scent of it crowding her already straining lungs. The ground shuddered again.

Rocks the size of her fist bounced all around her, clattering against one another with a sound like heavy rain. One of them hit Rowan hard in the shin. She stumbled, nearly losing her footing, but the man running ahead of her seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He reached back, caught her arm and pulled her upright and forward.

Massive blocks of stone tumbled past them, end over end, some launching high into the air, then falling with deadly thuds all around them. A river of gravel raced down the hillside, adding its din to the tumult while making the path treacherous and slippery. Scotia had disappeared ahead of them and Rowan could only hope she’d already made it to safety.

A sudden sharp catch in Rowan’s side made it even harder to breathe but the man kept a grip on her hand and she had no choice but to keep running.

The dust cloud enveloped them, adding even more difficulty to the uphill run, making breathing more labored, and seeing almost impossible. After a lifetime of coughing and gagging on the dust, the two of them burst out into blinding sunshine where the path finally cleared the corner of the castle. Scotia stood there, bent over at the waist, her hands braced on her thighs, gasping for breath. Rowan fell to the ground, as did the stranger, their sides heaving as the last of the wall gave way, its stones thundering down the hill with a deafening roar, covering the path behind them, destroying everything in the way.

Want to read more? Highlander Betrayed, book 1 in my brand new Guardians of the Targe series, is now available in ebook, paperback, and audio at Amazon.

Workspace Wednesday…on Thursday

My friend and fellow Montlake Romance author, Norah Wilson, featured me on her Workspace Wednesday blog yesterday. If you’d like to get a peek at my writing space and find out where I really write my books please pop over to Norah’s blog. Leave a comment and you’ll be in the running for one of two advance reader copies of Highlander Betrayed (Guardians of the Targe Book 1)
and you’ll discover another way to be eligible for a copy. ;-) Winners will be chosen randomly from all commenters on Saturday.

Highlander Betrayed will release in 12 days (yes, I’m counting!) when it will be available for Kindle, in paperback, in audiobook, and available to Prime Kindle owners in the lending library. I can’t wait and I hope you can’t either!

Have a great day!

Laurin