The Destiny Stone anthology release!

I’m so very excited to have this anthology out once again.  It all started when me and two very good friends wanted to write an anthology together.  We came up with a concept we thought was pretty different a couple of years ago.  It’s about a stone that travels through time.

Since Georgia, Mary, and I all wrote in different time periods we thought this would be the best for each of us.  So, I would begin the antho with a story set in Medieval Scotland.  Mary would take the middle story with it set in Victorian times, and Georgia would finish with a story set in contemporary US.

Unfortunately, our publisher at the time didn’t release the stories together.  They released the novellas separately, for three months.  Very few people realized the stories were connected despite everything we did. So, when we got the rights back, the first thing we did was decided to bind them together into one anthology.  Now, you can get all three stories and see just were the stone takes you. 🙂

DESTINY OF LOVE
Cambria of Stoneglade wants only to live in peace, but when she finds a mesmerizing stone, her life takes a dark turn. Wearing the stone allows Cambria’s dreams to become more vivid, more real and when she sees a handsome lord being murdered, she must decide if its just a dream or a foretelling of what is to come…

DESTINY’S FORTUNE
Samantha Covington wants to become a respected archeologist in Victorian England. Making life even more difficult is the constant success of the infamous and handsome treasure-hunter, Dex Diamond. He’s beaten her to every major find, ensuring both that her success remains elusive and that she despises him with every bone in her body. No matter–she has her dreams to comfort her, and the leading man at night does nothing but make her heart soar. When she sets her sights on an ancient Celtic legend, she not only has Dex Diamond to contend with, but the powers of a strange malachite stone.

DESTINY’S GUARDIAN
Beth Winfield is an uptight real estate agent who prides herself on her dedication to her career. That is until she received a package from her maternal grandmother and learned she was appointed the next guardian of her family’s greatest secret, the Destiny Stone. Soon she finds herself plagued by nightmares and the most erotic dreams she’s ever had. Between stress at work, money troubles and lack of sleep, she’s sure her perfect life is about to fall apart. That is until her dream lover walks into her life.

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Excerpt from DESTINY OF LOVE

Gawain broke the surface of the loch, a smile on his face. The water was chilly but exhilarating. His years of training alerted him instantly that he wasn’t alone. He turned in the water, his arms and legs keeping him afloat, to find a woman. A very naked, very beautiful woman.

Her large, expressive bright blue eyes watched him warily. She stood near the shore lowered in the water that hid all but her shoulders and the swell of her breasts.

“Hello,” he said. Her face was heart shaped, with full lips and a high forehead. Dark brows arched regally over her eyes, accentuating them. Her skin was bronzed, telling him she spent a great deal of time outside.

Water glistened on her face, neck and shoulders, yet she never moved, never made a sound.

“I won’t hurt you,” Gawain said and swam a little away from her.

“Who are you?”

Her voice was like velvet, dark and smooth. She was most likely a commoner and, once she learned who he was, she was liable to bolt like a frightened deer.

“Consider me a friend.”

She grunted and moved her hands behind her back. “Friends state their names.”

He smiled at her defensive attitude and moved until his feet touched the bottom. “Call me Gawain.”

Instead of stating her name, she just lifted a delicate brow. Gawain found her fascinating. The longer he was around her, the longer he wanted to stay near her.
He moved slowly through the water, inching his way toward her. Though she was nude, he had no doubt if he got too close she’d be out of the water faster than he could blink. So, he kept his distance.

“What do you have behind your back?” he asked after several quiet moments.

Her chin lifted a notch. “Nothing,” she responded quickly. A little too quickly.

Gawain narrowed his eyes. “You’re hiding something from me. What is it? A fish?”

She snorted. A very unladylike snort that brought a smile to Gawain’s lips.

“Nay, no fish. Besides, don’t you think it would be splashing around?”

Gawain nodded. “Hmm. Good point. So, why don’t you tell me what you’re hiding?”

“Why do you want to know?”

Gawain blinked. Not many people refused to do his bidding, and the few who dared were his closest friends. His first instinct was to order her to show her hand to him, but then he’d be telling her who he was, and he wasn’t ready for that yet. Instead, he took a deep breath and tried again.

“I’m curious by nature.”

She laughed, the sound pure and beautiful. She didn’t cover her mouth with her hand or bow her head.

“What you are, sir, is someone who can’t stand not having what he wants,” she said after she had stopped laughing, though a smile was still on her lips.

Gawain returned her smile. “Ah, you think so? So, what can I do to make you show me what you have?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing?” he repeated, trying to hide his disappointment. “There isn’t anything you want in exchange?”

Her eyes lowered, and he could see that there just might be something he had.

“Name what it is you want in exchange.”

Cambria thought over the arrogant man’s boast. In exchange for showing him her beautiful green rock, she could probably have a decent meal for her and her grandmother that night. But was it worth the risk?

There was something about the stone that made her hesitate. She took a deep breath and shook her head. “There is much that I could use, but I must decline.”

Cambria rubbed the green stone between her fingers and felt it warm. She yearned to investigate it further, to study its shape, to take time to count the many shades of green it held. Though the man was handsome with his black hair slicked to his head and hanging past his neck where water dripped onto his thick shoulders, she knew he was dangerous. It was the look in his black eyes, a feral look, one that told her he would do what it took to get what he wanted.