Welcome to our guest Princess of the day, Mary Morgan!
Award-winning Scottish paranormal romance author, Mary
Morgan resides in Northern California, with her own knight in shining armor.
However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part
of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return. If you enjoy history,
tortured heroes, and a wee bit of magic, then time-travel within the pages of
her books.
Speed Round:
Favorite
movie: Braveheart
Favorite book: The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley
Last book read: The Widow Clicquot by Tilar J. Mazzeo
Favorite color: Green
Stilettos or flipflops: Barefoot
Favorite book: The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley
Last book read: The Widow Clicquot by Tilar J. Mazzeo
Favorite color: Green
Stilettos or flipflops: Barefoot
Coffee
or tea: Tea
Ebook or paperback: Paperback
Pencil or pen: Pen
Ebook or paperback: Paperback
Pencil or pen: Pen
Favorite
song: The Celts by Enya
Streak
or not: Not
Favorite
dessert: Anything dark chocolate
Champagne
or gin: Champagne
Paranormal
or Historical: Historical
Ginger
or Mary Ann: Mary Ann
Favorite
TV show: Beauty and the Beast (Ron Perlman and Linda Hamilton)
Hot
or cold: Cold
POV:
Optimistic
I'd
die if I don't have: Caffeine
One Line Blurb:
“You met them in the Order of the Dragon
Knights, now journey to the realm of the Fae and witness their legends!"
Now on sale for .99cents!
Excerpt from QUEST OF A WARRIOR:
Putting
a fist to her mouth to stifle the laughter, Ivy turned when the front door to
the pub blew open. The cold blast of air lashed across her face, but she gave
no care. Her mouth became dry as the man stood there blocking what little light
remained in the sky. His silver-blond wavy hair whipped around his chiseled face
shaded by a light beard. Yet, it was those eyes that bore into hers—holding her
captive. Were they silver or ice blue? She blinked several times, and swallowed.
The
giant stepped into the pub and closed the door. Ivy’s gaze traveled the length
of him as he made his way past her to the bar. She couldn’t help but follow him
with her eyes. He was sinfully dressed in all black—jeans, boots, leather
jacket opened to reveal a black tee. He was magnificent.
“Sweet
Brigid,” whispered Erin. “Have the Vikings invaded Glennamore again?”
The
woman’s words snapped Ivy out of her lustful trance. She looked at her friend.
“Vikings in Glennamore?”
Mac
placed her coat over her shoulders and chuckled. “Do not fear they were
banished many centuries ago. I’ll go see what the Viking wants. I’m sure
he’s only passing through and needs a pint and some food. There’s nothing in
Glennamore to raid.”
The room
blurred, and Ivy brushed a hand over her brow. “Not a Viking,” she uttered
softly.
Erin
placed a hand on her arm. “Are you all right?”
Ivy
lifted her head. The gorgeous man leaned against the bar as Mac made his way to
him. “I said he’s not a Viking.”
Erin
smirked. “You could have fooled me.”
The man
straightened as Mac pointed a finger directly in Ivy’s direction.
Ivy was
unable to move, the words tumbled free as if spoken by someone else. “He’s an
ancient Celt.”
The
stranger immediately glanced her way, shock registering across his face as if
he had heard her spoken words.
“Good
Lord, you’re as white as a sheet, Ivy Kathleen.”
She
barely heard Erin’s words. The Celt moved toward her, a frown marring his
handsome features. A tremor slithered down her spine as she lifted her head up
to meet his gaze.
“Ivy
O’Callaghan?” The soft burr of his voice brushed over her face, and she
couldn’t determine if it was Irish or Scottish.
Her
mouth stayed dry, making her unable to acknowledge the man’s question. Nodding
slowly, she took a step back. Then the Celt smiled, and Ivy thought she would
melt right there on the floor. How could anyone look that gorgeous?
Erin
nudged her. “Forgive my friend, Ivy Kathleen, she seems to have lost her
voice.”
Recovering
her wits, Ivy replied, “Sorry. I’m done telling stories about my life in the
States.”
The Celt
arched a brow. “Not interested in your stories. Sean Casey sent me to inspect
your repairs.”
“You
know Sean?” interrupted Erin.
Smiling,
the man nodded. “Most of his life. I’m Conn MacRoich.”
Find Mary Morgan at: http://www.marymorganauthor.com
Find
QUEST OF A WARRIOR at: Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Quest-Warrior-Legends-Fenian-Warriors-ebook/dp/B072HPBMDM/
16 comments:
Hi Mary! I loved this book! Actually your whole series. :) Good luck with your sale!!
Thanks so much for hosting me today! And thank you, Karilyn for loving my stories! Woot!
Great excerpt, Mary! All the best with this release and your others!
Mary, loving "Quest of a Warrior"! So glad you could be the guest Princess today!
I'm always short on time for reading but love a good time travel! Thanks for popping by !
Great excerpt, Mary!
I love Enya! Good luck with the book.
I appreciate writers who can create such otherworlds. This sounds amazing! Good luck.
Nice interview, Mary. I really enjoyed the speed round. All the best on your latest release.
Waving to all of you! Thanks for stopping by! And Allison, you have made my month!
Mary Hi! Dropped by to check out your Quest of a Warrior, but I already have and read it. Waiting for your new one. LOL Best of luck!
Big hugs, Tena! Truly appreciated, too!
Great excerpt, Mary. And Enya is one of my favorites, too. I wish you much success!
Welcome to the Plotting Princesses blog! So happy to see you here today. Loved the excerpt, and love reading paranormal. I'm definitely going to be checking this book out, just from that excerpt alone.
Hi, Mary! So nice to have you visit with us and share about yourself and your book.
Mary is one of the most fantastic all around historical authors. She is a truly fabulous person and I am so honored to call her 'cherished friend'. She is just AWESOME!!!
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