BOOK TRAILER: http://youtu.be/VVtiNrBAC-0
INTERVIEW about winning 2015 BooksGoSocial Best Book
international award for LIBERTY: https://youtu.be/UcjvCJ-TjN8
They
hailed her “Liberty,” but she was free only to obey—or die.
Betrayed by her father and
sold as payment of a Roman tax debt to fight in Londinium’s arena,
gladiatrix-slave Rhyddes feels like a wild beast in a gilded cage. Celtic warrior
blood flows in her veins, but Roman masters own her body. She clings to her vow
that no man shall claim her soul, though Marcus Calpurnius Aquila, son of the
Roman governor, makes her yearn for a love she believes impossible.
Groomed to follow in his
father’s footsteps and trapped in a politically advantageous betrothal, Aquila prefers
the purity of combat on the amphitheater sands to the sinister intrigues of
imperial politics, and the raw power and athletic grace of the flame-haired
Libertas to the adoring deference of Rome’s noblewomen.
When a plot to overthrow
Caesar ensnares them as pawns in the dark design, Aquila must choose between
the Celtic slave who has won his heart and the empire to which they both owe
allegiance. Knowing the opposite of obedience is death, the only liberty
offered to any slave, Rhyddes must embrace her arena name—and the love of a man
willing to sacrifice everything to forge a future with her.
Excerpt from Chapter 1: Meeting the hero
Marcus Calpurnius Aquila sprawled on his belly
across the cushioned and linen-draped marble massage table, his head, arms,
shins, and feet jutting over the table’s padded edges. As the male slave worked
eucalyptus-scented unguent into the aching muscles, Marcus could feel the
tensions of combat seep away.
Too bad the man couldn’t work
out the knots in Marcus’s relationship with his father, Sextus Calpurnius
Agricola, governor of Britannia province.
Citing “official business” yet
again, Agricola had declined to witness Marcus’s gladiatorial bout in Londinium’s
amphitheater this afternoon. His opponent had fought well, causing Marcus in
his scanty armor to work up a sweat that, judging by the reverberating
high-pitched cheers, had all the women swooning with delight.
Never mind that Marcus, who
fought under his cognomen, Aquila, the Eagle, remained a perennial favorite
with the crowd. Agricola never missed an opportunity to point out that his
arena exhibitions—and the resulting private liaisons with adoring female
spectators—flirted with the precipice of social acceptability and could damage
Marcus’s political aspirations.
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Thank you so much, Kathleen, for your lovely spotlight here as well as on Facebook today! Your post is all set to go live on my blog at midnight ET on 02/11/2016. Have a lovely rest of the week, all! :)
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