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Praise for the passionate medieval romances of Lisa Jackson

Wild and Wicked

Lisa Jackson is a wonderful storytellerI will pick up any book with her name on the cover. Wild and Wicked is charming and delightful. Absolute entertainmentdon t miss it!

Heather Graham

The unusual plot with its many twists will intrigue readers and keep them glued to the pages of this fast-paced, sensual tale. Lisa Jackson not only captures the atmosphere of the thirteenth century but delves into her characters motivations.... Medieval readers rejoice. This ones a gem.

Romantic Times

Dark Sapphire

Another entertaining medieval romance.... Lisa Jackson paces the story well and fills the pages with intrigue and passion.

Romantic Times

Dark Emerald

A complex medieval romance.... Moves forward on several levels that ultimately tie together in an exciting finish. The lead characters are a passionate duo while the secondary players strengthen the entire novel. Ms. Jackson has struck a gemstone mine.

Painted Rock Reviews

Lisa Jackson ... snares the reader in an intricate plot and holds them until the very end.

Romantic Times

Dark Ruby

A true gema medieval masterpiece. Wonderfully compelling, filled with adventure and intrigue, sizzling sexual tension and a to-die-for hero, this one has it all.

Samantha James

Rich, mysterious, passionate. Its a winner.

Alexis Harrington

Fast-paced and fun from the start ... a high action adventure that will keep you turning the pages.

Kat Martin

A rich, unforgettable tale.

Stella Cameron

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

I would like to thank everyone who helped me with this book. Special thanks to Ari Okano, who spent endless hours with my charactersI couldnt have done it without you!and helped with the transition between editors. Thanks to Claire Zion for working tirelessly on a project she inherited, and thanks to Nancy Richie and Kathy Okano for their help in reading and rereading the manuscript.

Prologue

The Forest Surrounding
Tower Lawenydd, North Wales
Winter 1283

Darkness had descended when Kiera awoke on the cold, wet earth, mud and leaves clinging to her face. She had no idea how much time had passed, but the moon was high in the night sky and the forest was silent and still, not even a breeze rustling the branches. She ached all overevery bone in her body jarred, every muscle seeming bruisedand for a moment she couldnt remember how shed ended up here in the night-darkened forest alone.

Shed been riding, she thought, and touched the coarse clothes covering her body. Yes, that was it, shed disguised herself as a stableboy and ... and had taken Obsidian out through the castle gates, and oooohhh. Her head pounded and throbbed, seeming too tight for her skull. Rubbing her forehead, she felt a knot over one eye. Obsidian! Somehow shed lost her fathers prized steed. She remembered the faint image of the black beast racing riderless through the murky undergrowth as shed nearly been knocked unconscious. Gods teeth, Kiera muttered. Obsidian! Come back! Obsidian! But the horse was long gone, having disappeared into the rising mist and trees minutes, perhaps hours, ago. Damned thing. Struggling to her feet, she winced against the pain in her shoulder, then whistled long and hard.

She couldnt return to the keep without the valuable steed, but she heard no sound of hooves approaching, no crack of twigs or rustle of wet branches as the stupid beast returned through the darkness. Come, boy, she called, as if the temperamental horse were one of the castle hounds.

But she heard no resounding echo of hoofbeats.

Shed lost him.

Angry with herself, she took a few steps forward and felt an eerie sensation, like the breath of the very devil, against the back of her neck. As if someone were watching her. Someone close, mayhap dangerous. Which was just plain silly. She was alone and several miles from the castle.... For the first time she realized that she might have more troubles than just a runaway horse. She whistled again and heard a faint echo of her own high-pitched call.

The blasted animal didnt return. And she couldnt find him in the darkness. The night was closing in, becoming thick. Mist collected on her skin as it began to rise from the ground.

Bloody hell, she swore, kicking a clump of mud from her boot.

Stuffing wayward strands of hair into her hood, she started off in the direction in which the miserable beast had fled. Shed barely taken two steps on her wobbly legs when she felt it againthe heart-stopping sensation that someone was watching her.

She hazarded a glance over her shoulder. Was there a shadow, a movement in the mist?

Her heart froze. Her throat was suddenly dry.

Through the thin curtain of fog she spied a faint image of a huge, silent man astride a pale horse. Bearing down upon her.

Fear congealed her blood. A night bird warbled.

Had the rider seen her?

Of course he had.

And hed heard her calling for her horse. Whistling and swearing.

Stumbling back a step, Kiera sensed that he was staring at her. Though she couldnt see his face, she knew in her heart that his gaze was hard. Sinister. Elsewise why, when he so obviously saw and heard her, would he not say something? Anything.

Swallowing back her fear, she tried to convince herself he wouldnt bother her. Even if he was an outlaw or thief or worse, what would he want with a scrawny stable lad? Im ... Im looking for my horse, she explained gruffly, hoping to sound like a young man. Who are you? What do you want?

I think you know.

Oh, God.

You dont fool me. His voice was low, gravelly, and tinged with accusation. As if he knew her.

Im not trying to fool anyone, she said, her voice still disguised. Liar! You deceived your father, the stable master, the guard at the gate ... everyone. She tried a different tack. Im afraid I was riding and got thrown off and ...

He clucked his tongue and the buff-colored horse moved closer.

What the devil did he want?

... and Im looking for my horse. A big black stallion. Mayhap youve seen him? She was backing up now, determined to run the second she thought she had a chance of disappearing into the fog and eluding him.

Tis a silly disguise, he sneered, and her heart nearly stopped.

He knew she was dressed to fool people, yet she couldnt make out his features.

Her breath stilled and she didnt move. Couldnt. Surely he didnt recognize her as the daughter of Baron Llwyd. How could he? She wore ragtag doeskin breeches and a woolen tunic with a deep cowl. This miserable cur of a man wouldnt think to kidnap her and ransom her or worse, would he?

But even in the gloom she could see a flash of white teeth. Didnt you know that Id follow you here?

No ... I ... Then she understood. Her hand flew up and touched the gold chain surrounding her throat. When shed been thrown from the horse, the jeweled crucifix had slipped out of the tunics neckline, and now, even in the palest moonlight, it glittered against the leather laces and rough fabric. Her heart thudded as the stranger slowly dismounted.

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