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By Miriam Newman

THE EAGLE BOOK 1

Son of an impoverished, dying Norse chieftain, Ari raids for booty and slaves so he can feed his people.  Pagan himself, still he spares priests though he sells them. 

He’s a heathen, a murderer, and it is a sin for any Christian woman to love him.  Yet when he abducts Maeve from her peaceful Irish fishing village, he may have found the one woman who can.

EXCERPT

“What?” Ari asked, reaching with his free hand to take her chin in it. His thumb caressed her bottom lip and she thought she was not out of danger with him, no matter how disheveled her appearance.

This man wanted her, no doubt of it. Not enough to commit violence on her, apparently, but she thought gentleness held its own dangers. If she was not careful, it could weaken her will. He was not unattractive—with fair skin, strong angular features and striking eyes—though just then he looked like a drowned rat as all of them did. It did not obscure the strength of his body or the keen intelligence in those eyes. She turned her head to the side, dislodging his thumb.

“I have not seen tears from you before,” he said thoughtfully, “though many of the others are crying.

What has finally broken you?”

“I am not broken,” she spat, “only mourning two good people who raised me. But I am sure you know nothing of such feelings.”

He sat back on his heels. “Do I not? Two good people raised me as well. One lies crippled in his sickbed and the other waits for me to bring coin to buy things a sick man needs.”

Maeve was silent, surprised and momentarily chastened. She had never seriously supposed he had motives other than greed.

“Do you think raiding is worthy of a fighting man?” he persisted. “I would rather face an army than hungry children.”

She stifled an impulse toward sympathy. “Ours are dead or captive. You seem to have no trouble facing that.”

Abruptly, he set both feet beneath himself and got up, undaunted by the motion of the ship which made such things impossible for Maeve. She had not noticed a wineskin hanging from the rigging, but she saw him reach for it then. “I cannot help your children.” He took a fulsome swig. “Just mine.” Wiping the neck with his wet tunic, he held the wineskin out to her.

It was decent wine, probably from their monastery, tasting of strength and summer. She needed strength to remember that summer would come again, so she drank.

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Fantasy poetry driven by myths and legends has been Miriam’s passion for as long as she can remember.  She was published in poetry before catching the romance writing bug.  She brings that background to her writing along with a lifelong addiction to horses, an 18 year career in various areas of psychiatric social services and many trips to Ireland, where she nurtures her muse.  Her published works range from contemporary fantasy romance to fantasy historical, futuristic, science fiction and historical romance.  Currently she lives in rural Pennsylvania with a “motley crew” of rescue animals.  You can view her books at www.miriamnewman.com.   

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“I was the King’s daughter once, so many years ago that sometimes now it is hard to remember. Before the tide of time carried away so many things, so many people, it was worth something to be the daughter of a King.

"Our little island nation of Alcinia was not rich, except for tin mines honeycombing the south. It wasn’t even hospitable. Summer was a brief affair and fall was only a short time of muted colors on the northernmost coast where my father sat his throne at the ancient Keep of Landsfel. Winter was the killing time and spring was hardly better, with frosts that could last into Fifth-Month. But from the south, where men cut thatch in a pattern like the bones of fish, to the north where rock roses spilled down cliffs to the sea, it was my own.

“One thinks such things will never change, yet all things do.”

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There was only one direction I could look and that was down the road where we had just come.  Now someone else was coming straight up the middle so that people scattered like chickens.  A young, unhelmeted Omani trooper was riding down that road on a fine long-legged gray horse, bawling in a voice which did not doubt its own authority.  Though I couldn’t hear the words, I knew what he was saying—troops were coming and he wanted the way cleared NOW.

I couldn’t clear the road.  I was chained in it and knew my peril.  There was a curve in that road and by the time they saw me, it would be too late.  My only hope was that Frado would unfasten the manacles and push me off the road and for a fraction of a second I actually thought he might do it, if only to avoid trouble with the Army.  He got free of a woman who had been throwing melons at his head when she ran for her life and came back beside me, but he was still in a fury and it was only to punch me in the face.

I heard the gray horse score the cobblestones, launching into a full charge. Sparks flew where his metal shoes beat on the stones as he came like evil incarnate, ears pinned and teeth bared, head snaking as he went straight for Frado.  Fat as he was, Frado could by no means get over the wall on my side of the street and started to trundle to the other side and, with that, the horse was on him.

He was obviously a well-trained cavalry mount and I thought the rider meant to let him savage his target.  

But at the last moment the trooper swung his horse just enough to clear Frado, jerked his foot from the stirrup and kicked the slaver squarely in the back at a speed just under that of a battle charge.  The force was so great that it picked up that mountain of a man like a doll and deposited him face down near the opposite side of the street.

My vision had taken on the preternatural sharpness that precedes seeing nothing and I saw in heart-stopping detail the first of what seemed like a hundred horses coming around the curve at a fast canter. 

If I had been in better condition, I would have wondered why a number like that was coming at such speed through a country at peace, but just then I was in no condition to care.  I lay there like something thrown on the midden heap.

That point man didn’t have the job, though, because he was slow or stupid.  I heard the noise of his horse coming back and saw a boy no older than myself with a shining mane of chestnut hair already dropping from his trotting mount and running towards me with the horse close behind. 

With no time to spare, he clucked his horse over me in the position a war horse takes to shield a fallen rider, dropped the reins and threw himself on top of me.  He was protecting me with his body, arms curled over my head, pulling my face into his chest, so I saw little of what followed, but I heard it:  the tremendous din of all those horseshoes, riders cursing, horses snorting in surprise, and the squealing and kicking of the horse over top of us. 

That boy was holding me like a lover and I could feel from his involuntary shudders that he was inches from death, but he never moved and neither did his horse. 

The troopers didn’t want to kill their own man and horses listen to each other better than they do to us, so between the efforts of riders and the violence of the gray horse trying to save his rider the line shifted and passed and I was still alive.

 
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Tia is the daughter of the King of Alcinia. He is about to marry her off to a neighboring king, despite the fact that she is the heir to his throne and has always expected to marry her cousin—so much so that she throws a temper tantrum in the midst of what was to be her wedding banquet. Her tantrum is cut short, however, by an attack by their enemies, the Tumagi using weapons and ships supplied by Alcini’s ally, the Omani. 

Alcinia is a small kingdom and not very wealthy or populous. High Born women (including Tia) are trained for combat, but Tia is unarmed in her wedding gown. She is captured, almost raped by the enemy king (saved only by his impotence), and sold into slavery.

Tia is transported along with the other High Born women to Omana, where she is bought by Sergius Magistri, a general whom all of her people fear, as his reputation is one of ruthlessness on the battlefield. At home, however, he is a gentle man who frees her and treats her with the accord due her rank and station. 

They fall in love, marry, and start a family.

The Omana Empire is in trouble, however. The Emperator is clearly insane and the Emperatum is rife with corruption and debauchery. Think Caligula. It was he who supplied the Tumagi with ships and weapons for their invasion of Alcinia, despite their treaty with Omana, signed during his father’s reign. The Emerator sends Sergius to capture Alcinia, but Sergius has his own plans for the kingdom and they include returning Tia to her throne.

“Gallia est omnis divisa in partes tres, quarum unam incolunt Belgae, aliam Aquitani, tertiam qui ipsorum lingua Celtae, nostra Galli appellantur.”

“All Gaul is divided into three parts, one of which the Belgians inhabit, the Aquitani another, those who in their own language are called Celts, in our Gauls, the third.”

I’ve forgotten most of the Latin I took in high school and college and confess I had to look up this quote—the opening line of Caesar’s Gallic Wars, the text that consumes every Latin student’s second year. 

However, I’ve included it here because Ms. Newman has really done her homework (something I didn’t do very well my second year or I might not have had to look this up). 

Her descriptions of life in a Roman villa, battle tactics, and conditions aboard Roman slave ships are incredibly authentic. Alcinia could well be Britania but without a description of the building of Hadrian’s Wall, and Tia could be a Celtic Princess in that she worships The Goddess, had a scrying bowl back home, and honed her religious/spiritual powers among an order of wise women she refers to as The Sisters. 

This book is also told in first person, a very difficult thing to do well. Even Dostoyevsky couldn’t manage it when he started Crime and Punishment in first person. Five hundred pages into the book he had to go back and re-write it in third person. In longhand, since the typewriter had not yet been invented. Ms. Newman has carried off her first-person narration flawlessly.

This book has incredible attention to historic detail, flawless first-person narration, but most importantly, it has multi-faceted characters who will engage you. 

While Tia starts out as a spoiled brat, you can tell from her narration that there is a redeemable person in there and you will get to watch her grow. Sergius is fierce, but you feel his gentility from the moment you meet him, and you fall in love with him alongside Tia.

This is one incredible book. Have Kleenex close by.

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Meet the Author- Miriam Newman

Fantasy poetry driven by myths and legends has been Miriam’s passion for as long as she can remember.  She was published in poetry before catching the romance writing bug.  She brings that background to her writing along with a lifelong addiction to horses, an 18 year career in various areas of psychiatric social services and many trips to Ireland, where she nurtures her muse. 

Her published works range from contemporary fantasy romance to fantasy historical, futuristic, science fiction and historical romance. 

Currently she lives in rural Pennsylvania with a “motley crew” of rescue animals.  You can view her books at www.miriamnewman.com   

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CHRONICLES OF ALCINIA – BOOK I

Born to a dying queen and an ambitious king, Tarabenthia is heir to the crown of Alcinia.  Yet when the idyll of her childhood ends she will defy her father, tipping the balance in a world poised on the brink of destruction and leaving history to judge whether she is heroine or harlot.

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Fumbling at the gaudy tie, she drew out a necklace of stones like the eyes of a cat. Carefully drilled and strung on a fine wire, they slid through her fingers smoothly.

“They are called topaz,” Neel explained. Stunned, Rowena had neither moved nor spoken.

“They are the color of your eyes. I have given Bryna a gown for you, too. And a head covering.”

He smiled at her. “I think you will like ours better. All I ask is that you wear them for Christ’s Mass.”

She remained obdurately silent, but she could not…dared not…refuse. No doubt the gown was Norman. He called her “little Saxon,” yet did not wish her to appear to be one. And perhaps, if Ralf had spoken truly, he was correct and she wasn’t one at all.

“Here,” Neel said as if her acceptance was a given. “Sit beside me and I will put it on you.”

Still mute, she perched rigidly on the edge of the mattress she had shared with him in perfect comfort when he was unconscious. This time he was awake and aware and so was she-- jolted by every nuance as he touched her for the first time.

He was efficient, raising her wild hair with a hand holding its weight, parting it and dropping it forward over both shoulders so that he could fix the clasp of the necklace. She felt the cold, rich stones against her collarbones and heard the tiny snick of the clasp as he put his claim on her.

He lifted her hair back carefully, not catching it in the necklace. But he did not take his hands from her shoulders after he had done it.

She fell back upon manners, drilled into her by Bryna. “I have nothing for you,” she said faintly.

“Then give me a kiss.”

There it was--the trap she had sensed. She could wrest her body from beneath his hands and bolt for the door and he couldn’t stop her, but that was only postponing the inevitable. Slowly, she turned her head to the side, not moving towards him but not moving away.

“Come,” he said softly, inching closer. How was he doing that…hurt as he was?

“Be careful,” she said, ambiguously.

“It’s just a kiss.”

It would be capitulation…unspoken acknowledgement of his ownership. But just as the needs of the body had drawn her to offered food, other needs tempted her, too. Trapped not by his hands but by her own indecision, she made no move to resist as he turned her within their circle, now at her waist. It was an awkward position, though, leaving her in imminent danger of falling off the side of the bed.

“Better hold on,” he said, the devil incarnate. She did, twining her hands in his fine tunic as he spread his palm against her back to support her. The other hand cupped the back of her head. Infinitely gentle, he lowered his face to hers, teasing at her lips.

“Very sweet,” he murmured. It was nothing like she had thought a kiss would be. She had imagined Ralf plunging his tongue into her as Leofric had done…pictured him groping her breast, hurting her, gross and fetid.

It was not like that at all. Neel’s tongue traced the outline of hers lips, slow and enticing, not a bit revolting. When his lips nudged hers gently she opened her mouth, sighing. He kissed her slowly and deeply, a silken invasion that set her heart pounding. Her hold on him increased, involuntarily, and she felt his response in the strength of his hand on her back, fingers splayed, supporting her. Guiding her. He drew her against his chest until she could feel her breasts taut and aching against his warm flesh and started to resist. Immediately, his grip slackened and he lifted his face from hers.

“I’m only playing, little Saxon,” he whispered.

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Rating: 4.5 Diamonds
Heat : Erotic
Other: Dubious consent, slavery
Reviewer: Missy Martine
Date: 11/26/09

Lela was sixteen years old and a virgin when she is sold into slavery by her father so that her brothers might live, and stay with the family. Her life is a constant cycle of rape, beatings, degradation, and misery.

For eight long years she fights her captors at every opportunity. She can’t accept their vile attentions and rebels every chance she gets. It’s not long before she’s up for sale again.Caius is a handsome man that takes notice of her and buys her for what he thinks will be a night of pleasure. Neither of them is expecting the feelings they develop for one another. Lela finds herself not wanting to ever be put on the auction block again.Miriam Newman’s tale of a young girl forced into slavery is heart wrenching. Her words force you to feel the pain, and anguish of her main character. You find yourself pulling for her to find happiness with Caius.The characters are strong, and vividly portrayed so that you feel you know what’s in their hearts and mind. It’s a story you won’t be able to walk away from once you start the first chapter. I’m definitely going to be looking for more of Ms. Newman’s writing in the future.

Heart of the Earth is a very touching story and made me cry more than once. Ms. Newman has written an epic novel of immeasurable proportions that has so many different factors in it, you will not know what to think. The only hang-up I had is that at times there is mention of past stories, things I could not understand because I did not read the first novel. The way I saw Tia struggle to fit in and at times rebel was so heartbreaking for me; she just wanted to belong. The way her character is portrayed as this brave woman fighting for her own freedom as well as that of her lands was such a beautiful picture of what one woman will go through for her children and people who don’t appreciate who she is. The tale has a span of many years, and we get to see Tia go from a headstrong unwilling bride, to a loving mother, a scorned woman, a strong woman, a resented mother, and finally a contented woman; this story is definitely a roller coaster ride full of emotional highs and lows that will have any reader saying, “You go girl!”
Rating: 4 Cups
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Miriam Newman has created a masterful tale in THE CHRONICLES OF ALCINIA 1: THE KING’S DAUGHTER, including a fabulous job of world building, character development, pathos and dialogue. Newman has created a world that resembles medieval Europe in time frame with cavalry, no electricity, etc. and gives enough information about countries and peoples to make them eminently believable.

Newman started her writing career as a poet, and it’s easy to tell from her descriptions why she consistently published her work. She has drawn complex characters that we get to know better as we peel back the layers of personality. I adored Tia from the moment she was introduced: a feisty, outspoken heroine. She has just enough humanity, loyalty and spirituality to balance out some of her high-born arrogance especially as the book progresses.

While romance plays an important role in this novel, it is not the main focus. The plot concentrates on Tia, her relationships, opinions, thoughts and experiences and how they shape her and the decisions she makes.

The book flows beautifully with enough war, political intrigue, slavery, strategy and relationships of all kinds to keep one turning pages. The tale has a haunting reality to it as well, and I found myself caught in the characters’ emotions and feelings more times than I can count. The book has a spiritual feel to it, not only because of the importance of Tia’s Goddess-worship to her but also because it touches in both heart and soul with its beauty and its pain. I can’t wait to read THE CHRONICLES OF ALCINIA 2: HEART OF THE EARTH.

Blue Ribbon Rating: 5
Reviewer: Katherine
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As a reviewer, I’m not easily impressed. However, THE KING’S DAUGHTER by Miriam Newman is an above average other-world historical. The pacing and voice never waiver. The world building qualities, social and religious, were quite exceptional. If you only read one book this year, make it this one. You’ll be glad you did. It is well crafted. Both the book’s happiness and pathos will touch your heart.

THE KING’S DAUGHTER will give you everything you ever hoped to find in a historical account… skirmishes, torn emotions, delight and pathos, royal treachery, Blood Debt and revenge… and a life of opulence. Oh yes, I’m looking forward to the sequel.
Review Rate: 5+
Reviewer: JoEllen Conger
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THE KINGS DAUGHTER
Ms Newman has written a thrilling tale of love and battle. This is a whole world planned and laid out. I could draw a map from the descriptions of the lands and countries. During the sea voyage to Omani I could all but smell the salt on the air. I could easily believe that this happened, that the countries and people where real. The people are strong and vibrant with secondary characters adding more credibility to the story. I do not feel that I can do justice to such a wonderfully complex world in only four paragraphs, but I can say I am now eagerly awaiting the next book in this amazing series.
Rating: 5 cups
Hollie
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CONFESSIONS OF A CLEANING LADY
This is a delightful read. Witty. Sensitive. Provocative. You’ll love it!
Review Rate: 4
Reviewer: JoEllen Conger
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Not too many books give that real tinkling sensation when one reads about faeries, but Confessions of a Cleaning Lady is a true delight. I loved the reaction of the faeries and the way they emit their expressions. They have feelings, too. Shawna is a breath of fresh air. She has been slammed with so much in her life but her strength keeps her going. I love her spirit and tenacity. She and Mal are the idea couple and their romance blooms beautifully. Miriam Newman whips up enchanting characters in this invigorating read that leaves this reader truly satisfied. She brings imagination to life.
4 cups
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Fantasy poetry driven by myths and legends has been Miriam’s passion for as long as she can remember. She was published in poetry before catching the romance writing bug. She brings that background to her writing along with a lifelong addiction to horses, an 18 year career in various areas of psychiatric social services and many trips to Ireland, where she nurtures her muse.

Her published works range from contemporary fantasy romance to fantasy historical, futuristic and science fiction romance. Currently she lives in rural Pennsylvania with a “motley crew” of rescue animals.

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COMING SOON FROM THE DARK CASTLE LORDS .....

An ambitious young Norman knight, Neel, is seriously wounded at the Battle of Hastings and nursed back to health by a Saxon girl, Rowena. For her, it is only a matter of Christian duty and she is shocked to receive his proposal of marriage in return. She dares not refuse, but how can she love a Norman?

For Neel, Normandy is only a bad memory. His future lies in Rowena’s land and her bed, but he is not welcome in either.

From pastoral Sussex to the furthest reaches of Wales, he will seek to make her his own.

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Fantasy poetry driven by myths and legends has been Miriam’s passion for as long as she can remember.

She was published in poetry before catching the romance writing bug.

She brings that background to her writing along with a lifelong addiction to horses, an 18 year career in various areas of psychiatric social services and many trips to Ireland, where she nurtures her muse.

Her writing ranges from contemporary fantasy romance to fantasy historical, futuristic and science fiction romance. Currently she lives in rural Pennsylvania with a “motley crew” of rescue animals.

You can visit Miriam on the web at : www.miriamnewman.com

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SCION
By- Miriam Newman

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He kissed her again. He kissed her and reason fled, storming away from Lela on an unreasoning tide. She wrapped one hand around the back of his head, holding a hank of his down-soft Thelonian hair. Her traitorous hand twined in it, giving her a momentary illusion that she had some control over what was happening, but illusion was all it was.

He let his weight down carefully upon her, chest pressing her breasts, hip against hip, legs twined with hers so that she felt points of fire along her entire body. Everywhere he touched her seemed hot, so hot, and his kiss was wanton and demanding. Men had kissed her that way before and she had been repulsed. Caius kissed her that way and she moaned low in the back of her throat and opened her mouth. His erection was heavy and pressed her belly.

At last he raised his face from hers and his lips sought the place near the hollow of her shoulder that made her shudder when he nipped gently and then soothed the bite with his tongue. Unthinking, she let her hand drift to the back of his neck. The other was trapped between their bodies in a position where she might try to push him away, but she knew she wouldn’t.

“Caius, truly, I can’t,” she protested, and missed his smile in the dark. She had used his name—a very telling thing.

“You needn’t,” he said. “Just let me touch you.”

Touch her. It sounded innocent enough…it was anything but innocent. He shifted slightly—so slightly—and touched the tip of her breast with the tip of his tongue. She gasped and her back arched, beyond her control, and he slid an arm behind the small of her back as quickly as thought and lifted her. Lifted her strongly, possessively, and without the slightest protest from her. He took her nipple into his mouth, suckling deeply, and she cried out.

Her breasts ached and throbbed deliciously—a wonderful torment that couldn’t be soothed. Holding her, he let his kisses rain down her body, finding every sensitive spot while she lay helpless in his embrace. Eventually she simply couldn’t restrain herself any longer and pressed into his kisses, panting in distress.

“I don’t even like you,” she said plaintively.

She felt the explosion of his breath against her skin. He was beside himself with mirth, shaking in her arms, laughing so hard that a reluctant grin quirked the corners of her mouth.

“Oh, Lela,” he moaned, pausing in his seduction. “I don’t think liking has anything to do with this.”

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Blurb-

After eight years as a rebellious sex slave on the planet Thelona, Lela is weary and jaded. When she is purchased in the public square by a bored aristocrat, she hopes he will tire of her and let her go work in his kitchens.

Caius, forced into the lifestyle of the idle rich by his return to Thelona after eight exciting years in the Mercenary Corps, thinks he has only bought a night’s pleasure.

Two restless kindred spirits who won’t be tamed, they never expect what happens next.

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