Category: Historical




I received my author copies of Druid Temptation. Whoohoo! I think they turned out beautiful. To celebrate, I’m offering a giveaway on GoodReads.



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Druid Temptation by Stacey Brutger

Druid Temptation

by Stacey Brutger

Giveaway ends October 17, 2016.

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If you’re not convinced, here is a short excerpt for you to enjoy:

Diana stood staring at the door, or more precisely, the large, muscular hand blocking her only means of escape. The smell of male curled around her. She inhaled deeply, already able to recognize Gabriel’s masculine scent, and her treacherous heart fluttered at the thought of turning around and facing him.


While she’d been putting Emilie to bed, she decided she’d imagined their attraction, blown it out of proportion, what with the excitement of the hunt and the threat of Williams looming over her.


But, no.


It hadn’t been exaggerated in the least.


If anything, the infuriating man was even more attractive, drat him.


Her hand dropped to her waist, her fingers twitching for the comfort of her knife. She was exhausted from the late night and the stress of using her gift.


It caused her to make mistakes.


Mistakes a man like Mendenhall pounced on.


“Let’s move to the study and make ourselves more comfortable while we talk.”


Diana no longer cared if it was obvious she was hiding something. Once she reached her cottage, it would take her less than a minute to gather her meager belongings and disappear.


She should just leave, but an irresistible curiosity to discover more about the big man at her back had her hesitating. It had been months since she’d had a normal conversation with anyone.


She’d been on the verge of foolishly talking herself into staying when she felt the bow and quiver being lifted from her shoulder.


Instinct took over.


Diana whirled and charged, ready to take back her possessions.


Only to end up colliding with his chest.


His very large, very muscular chest.


His clothes were of fine quality, but the day’s events left him rumpled, his shirt limp and practically molded to his body, instead of starched and pristine white.


Her ire and thoughts of retrieving her bow were suddenly forgotten as her fingers curled against the urge to touch and explore all that tempting flesh.

I hope you enjoyed getting to know Diana and Gabriel! If you want to find out more, you can purchase your own copy on Amazon!


New Release - Druid Temptation


Druid Temptation by Stacey Brutger


The cover for Druid Temptation turned out fabulous.
I love the combination of color and magic!

Here is a blurb for your enjoyment:



Diana Legend was abandoned as a child when her Druid powers of premonition and her the ability to control animals manifested. Since then, her gifts have brought her nothing but trouble. She experiences stability for the first time in her life at a boarding school for children who have similar abilities, but when her new home is viciously burned to the ground, her life is torn apart a second time. The few students who escaped are now being hunted…including her. When a young girl goes missing, Diana breaks her vow of secrecy and uses her gifts to rescue the child, but soon finds herself trapped when her past finally catches up with her.


Gabriel Moran, Viscount Mendenhall, would do anything for his little girl. When a stranger saves his daughter, he is fascinated against his will by her otherworldly beauty. Having been burned by a beautiful woman in the past, he refuses to play the fool again. In his pursuit to learn more about Diana, he becomes embroiled in a witch hunt—with Diana as the target. Vowing to keep her safe, Gabriel purposes a marriage of convenience. Only his plan backfires when he falls in love with his new bride.


Diana refuses to allow her past to taint her future. She must embrace her powers to keep her new family safe from a lunatic willing to do whatever is necessary to take her captive. As the attacks become more violent, Gabriel is more determined than ever to save Diana, refusing to relinquish his only chance to live happily ever after.


Druid Temptation is now available at Amazon!

Below is Diana’s hilarious first introduction to London…



The lack of motion penetrated Diana’s consciousness, but the warmth beneath her encouraged her to linger…until the surface moved.


Her eyes shot open and it took her brain precious seconds to understand she was sprawled across Gabriel.


Mortified that she had practically crawled in his lap while she slept, she bolted upright, but the lack of space in the carriage left her nowhere to go.


Gabriel slowly reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “We’re here.”


His comment startled her so much she forgot her awkwardness. She leaned across him, bracing her hand against the door to peer out the window and study the house.


The dirty, crowded buildings had vanished, replaced by well-kept, majestic homes. The lawns were manicured, the hedges trimmed, everything was immaculate.


While there was beauty to this part of the city, it was still noisy, smelly, crowded and cold. She much preferred her forest.


Gabriel cleared his throat, and she glanced at him over her shoulder, suddenly conscious that she was once again stretched across his lap, her bottom practically swinging under his nose. Only then did she realize that she was supposed to show polite interest, not climb over him to gape at the house like a ninny.


She opened her mouth, but whatever she was about to say was lost in a face full of fur when Wolf wiggled himself between them.


“Wolf!” Diana lost her balance and landed on Gabriel in a tumble of skirts. She pushed at Wolf’s stubborn hide, lifting her arms to fend off his tongue, struggling to contain her helpless laugher. By the time the zealous dog settled down, she was on the floor, kneeling between Gabriel’s splayed thighs.


In that exact moment, the door to the carriage opened.


She could just imagine the picture she created—breathless, her face flushed from laughing, her hair tumbling about her after her struggle with Wolf.


Not the first best impression, but it ensured no one would soon forget.


She glanced back at the traitor, and saw the rascally dog innocently seated at the other end of the carriage, his head hanging out the window. She’d swear she could almost hear the beast snicker.



If you enjoyed the excerpt and want to find out more, Druid Temptation is now available at Amazon!

To celebrate my new release, I’m offering a SALE on Druid Surrender for ONLY $0.99!
Or you can try both books for FREE with Kindle Unlimited! Enjoy!


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New Release - Druid Surrender

Druid Surrender by Stacey Brutger


Isn’t the cover beautiful? I love the mixture of colors and magic!
Without further ado, here is the blurb – think Druids in Victorian England…




Brighid Legend has been on the run for over a year, hunted by the people who murdered her mother. Born a Druid with the power to control the elements, Brighid knows her pursuers will never stop until she is under their control. To escape detection, she struggles to hide her powers and finds safety in a small, out-of-the-way village. But after a series of mysterious accidents, she fears something sinister has invaded her new home. While she searches for the source of the trouble, suspicion falls on her, and Brighid flees, only steps ahead of the villagers seeking vengeance.


Wyatt Graystone, Earl of Castelline, retires when the life-and-death clandestine investigations he did for the Crown becomes more tedious than adventurous. Something vital is missing from his life. The last place he expects to find the missing spark is in a woman he literally leaps through fire to rescue from being burned at the stake. But the danger is far from over. To his frustration, the infernal woman adamantly refuses his assistance, pushing him away at every turn, when his only desire is to claim her for his own.


But someone has targeted Brighid for a reason. As the threats to her life intensify, Wyatt is determined to uncover her secrets and do whatever it takes to ensure she survives. When their pasts come back to haunt them, they must overcome their worst fears or risk losing everything. Saving her life is the biggest battle he’s ever faced…and the only one that has ever mattered.


Druid Surrender is now available at Amazon!


Please see below for a short excerpt on how Brighid managed to get herself captured and nearly burned at a stake for being a witch…



Torchlight shimmered through the trees as people drew nearer, the light threatening to steal the precious shadows concealing her.


A twig snapped much too close for her comfort. Brighid bit back a yelp and swiveled, frantically searching the trees for the ones determined to drag her to her death. The boogeyman was alive and well in these accursed woods, and baying at the moon for her blood.


Refusing to go meekly to her death, she pushed off the tree and promptly smacked into something hard, large and…goddess save her…human.


Brighid threw herself backwards, only to have strong hands seize her arms and hold her fast. She muffled her scream behind clenched lips, unable to afford drawing more attention.


One person she could evade, more would seal her fate.


She swung out wildly, and cursed when she only ended up hurting herself by slamming into a solid wall of muscle. She brought up her knee to drop him, but her skirts hampered the blow.


Panic clawed up her chest. She couldn’t allow herself to be trapped, or they’d use her as fodder for the flames.




Her head snapped up at the raspy sound of her name, and she stilled. A small kernel of hope seized her throat, and she swallowed hard around the lump. “Brin.”


Relief made her knees wobble, and she clutched at his forearms. “Thank heavens. You have to help me. The villagers believe me to be a witch. The men are building a pyre and plan to burn me at the stake.”


As the torches drew ever closer, she couldn’t tear her eyes from the hypnotizing, deadly flames.

She slowly backed away, trying to melt into the surrounding trees when muscular arms tightened around her. The first hint of unease skittered along her nerves. Dread slithered down her spine, and Brighid turned to face him. The complete lack of compassion nearly crippled her resolve. “Please, not you, too.”


“You and my sister were alone in the factory, and now she’s dead in her grave. Because of you.” The once-laughing eyes of her friend were as bitterly cold as the North Sea.


His indifference to her plight was almost more damning than his words, the blow striking down the last of her hope in one fell swoop. “You know me. You know I would never hurt anyone. Someone has been sabotaging the mill, laying the blame on me to cover their tracks. Your sister had proof. We met so she could show me, only someone else arrived first and silenced her. Those stairs didn’t collapse on their own. Someone killed her.” Brighid hated the plea in her voice, but she didn’t know how to pierce the thick wall of suspicion he wore like a cloak. He had to believe her. She’d never be able to escape without help. “Killing me won’t stop the accidents.”


“You cast a spell on her. My sister wanted to be strong and independent like you, and it cost her everything. Without your influence, she would still be alive.” His hold tightened, his arms threatening to crush the life out of her. Her fingers tingled, threatening to go numb from his unrelenting grip, and she knew she’d have bruises along her arms come morning.


If she lived that long.


“Brin.” Shock rooted her to the spot. His hatred leached the last of the warmth from her bones.


Frustration brought a rush of tears to her eyes, and she swallowed hard, pressing her lips together, refusing to let them fall. Her powers stirred deep in her bones, sensing the threat, and her breath stalled in her chest.


Holding back her powers was like battling the wind…impossible.


Voices drew closer and apprehension swelled through her, doing its best to strangle her. “I mourn the loss of your sister, but if you don’t release me right this instant, you’ll become nothing more than a murderer and you know it. Your sister would be ashamed of you.”


Silence thickened as he shot her a hesitant glance from the corner of his eye.


His arms gentled.


Surprise coursed through her, her rising powers slowly evaporated, and she pressed her forehead against his shoulder, relief leaving her giddy. “Thank heavens. For a moment, I feared—”


“She’s here!”


His shout dried the words on her lips.


“Don’t do this.” Her voice quivered as fear gnawed at her insides. She shoved at him in a blind panic, but his hold remained a most effective cage. Individual voices rang out in the unnatural silence. The chant of kill the witch echoed in the treetops, surrounding her until it was all she heard.


Nightmares of another time sank their claws into her mind. Her mother’s screams of agony, the smell of her singed hair and charred flesh thickened around her until her stomach gave an alarming lurch. She ruthlessly shoved the horrors of her past away, burying them deep in her mind where they belonged.


“Please! Think. You know me. I’m no witch!” The torchlight grew brighter, the villagers advancing much too fast. She watched the flames dancing through the trees in morbid fascination.


Flames that would soon scorch her skin.


Heat she could already feel nipping at her skirts.


She couldn’t have eluded the massacre at her school only to die here.


“B-Br-in.” Her teeth chattered, making her stutter. Desperation warred against resignation. The moment stretched as the villagers emerged from the forest like spiders crawling out of the darkness.


The finality of her fate settled hard on her shoulders.


A future that seemed almost predestined.


She did not want to die.


Power sizzled along her skin, eager to be unleashed. Only there were too many people. They were too spread out. She had to bide her time. For once in her life, her powers obeyed. Heat sputtered under her skin and slowly absorbed back into her body, biting along her flesh like a swarm of bees in retaliation for being denied, leaving her panting and shaky and utterly helpless when it vanished.


She turned and studied the determined, enraged faces of her executioners. Not one of them would step forward to stop this atrocity. She narrowed her eyes, scrambling to devise another plan. Her cousins were counting on her to stay alive and rescue them. Escape might be more difficult than it had been in the past, but she’d survived too much to surrender now.


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If you enjoyed the excerpt and want to find out more, Druid Surrender is now available at Amazon! Wyatt and Brighid are the perfect couple. I hope you enjoy their story!


Sneak Peek of the cover for Druid Surrender...

I’m putting together the finishing touches on my latest release called Druid Surrender. It is an Historical Paranormal—think druids in Victorian England!


Here is a sneak peek of the cover. Check back later in the week to see the full cover! I can’t wait to show you. The artist did a fantastic job!


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Cover Reveal : Only Marriage Will Do by Jenna Jaxon

I used to be an avid reader of historical romance…until everything paranormal took over my life. Then, a few months ago, I couldn’t find anything I wanted to read (not that I was lacking books!) and picked up an historical. Much to my surprise, I loved it. So, I’ve been scouring my shelves for some more, and found book one Only Scandal Will Do (Pleasure House) by Jenna Jaxon.


Book two Only Marriage Will Do (Pleasure House) will be released on June 9th. Here’s a little bit about the book…

Only Marriage Will Do


Not every happy-ever-after begins at “I do.”


When the hero of her dreams rescues Lady Juliet Ferrers from the man claiming to be her husband, she is sure she has found her one true love.  But is she free to marry him?  Not to be deterred, Juliet arranges for her hero, Captain Amiable Dawson, to escort her to her family estate, hoping that along the way she can win his love.


Amiable is charmed by the sweet, beautiful woman he rescued, and although he has grave reservations about her marital status, he allows himself to be swept up into Juliet’s romantic spell and the promise of a happy-ever-after.


The spell breaks when legal questions arise and Juliet faces the horror of not knowing if she is married to her knight in shining armor or the cruel viscount who is determined to have her at any price.



London July 2, 1761

The brass lion-head knocker under Amiable Dawson’s hand sent a sharp rap through the dark walnut door of Dunham House for the second time. The hot July sun hadn’t done his temper any good as he waited on the marble stoop for entrance to the Marquess of Dalbury’s townhouse. He’d been in a foul mood ever since the news of his beloved Katarina’s marriage to the marquess had reached him. Blast it to hell, he was supposed to have married the girl. At least he could make sure she was well and well taken care of by this man she had married.


At last a short, dark-haired maid opened the door. She took one look at him, gasped, and stepped back into the house. Her eyes widened and she glanced to her right, wringing her hands. “Who may I say—”


A man shouted from within. “No, I do not believe you.”


“It is true, I tell you!” A woman’s voice, raised and sharp with terror, sent a chill through Amiable.


Katarina. What in God’s name?


He barged past the stunned girl and strode down the hall toward the commotion. He burst through the doorway, expecting to defend the woman he loved, only to stop dead at the sight of a man lunging across a sofa and grasping a woman by the wrist. Amiable had half drawn his sword before he realized the woman was not Katarina, but a complete stranger. He dropped it back into its scabbard. This was none of his affair.


The young man, foppishly dressed in a robin’s egg blue satin coat dripping too many layers of frothy lace at throat and wrists looked at Amiable, a snarl on his lips.


Taking advantage of the distraction, the woman wrenched her arm from the man’s grip. “Praise God. Here he is.” She staggered as she righted herself. “Now you will have to believe me, Philippe.”


The fop scrambled back off the sofa and groped for a black lacquer walking stick that lay on the floor. Lips pressed together, he glowered at the woman. “That remains to be seen, ma chere. In any case, I have shown you the papers. They speak for themselves.”


The woman ran from behind the sofa to Amiable’s side, grazed a kiss over his cheek and whispered, “For God’s sake, help me. I am alone here and he is trying to take me away. Please, agree with whatever I say.”


Smiling into her pleading face, he grasped her hands and gave them a gentle squeeze to signal his acquiescence. “Whatever is the matter, my dear?” Hell if he knew. But he could play his part, even with little information. Let the lady lead and he’d follow as well as he could.


The woman smiled then took a deep breath. “My dear, may I present Viscount St. Cyr?” She nodded toward the fop. “Philippe, this is my husband, the Earl of Manning.”




After reading that sneak peek, I can’t wait to find out what happens next!


To learn more about the author, visit her site at Jenna Jaxon or go directly to Amazon or Barnes & Noble and buy yourself a copy.  :)