Erin's Rebel

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-580-5
ISBN Print: 978-1-60154-520-6
Page Count: 264
Word Count: 0
MSRP: 6.00

Philadelphia newspaper reporter, Erin Branigan, is engaged to marry an up-and-coming lawyer, but dreams of a man from the past change those plans and start her on a journey beyond time. After a car accident, Erin wakes to find herself living in the 1860s in a Confederate army camp.

Captain Will Montgomery, the man of her dreams, is now a flesh and blood Rebel soldier who sets her soul aflame. But the Irish beauty holds a secret he needs to unravel before he can place his trust in her.

Can she correct a mistake made long ago that caused his death and denied her the love she was meant to have? Or is she doomed to live out her life with nothing but regret?

(264 pages) Spicy

Print ISBN: 1-60154-520-7


The sound of her name on his lips made her skin tingle. She tore the paper off the package. At the sight of the brooch, her breath caught.

"Do you like it?" he asked anxiously. "I had it made just for you."

Eyeing him, she had a hard time finding her voice. This was Erin O'Connell's brooch, the very one that had sent her back in time. It shone in her hands, new and unworn from time and wear.

What did this mean? She must be following Erin O'Connell's footsteps. As far as she knew her being here hadn't changed anything. Will was still destined to die this year.

"I didn't mean to upset you, Erin. If you don't want the brooch--"

"No." She clasped the pin against her chest as the meaning of his gift sank in. "It just means so much to me."

His look of concern softened into a lopsided grin. "I'm happy you feel that way."

"Thank you, Will." She slipped the brooch into the pocket of her wrapper, then stood on her toes, lifting her arms to circle his neck. She kissed his cheek, inhaling his musky scent.

His mouth was on hers, hot and urgent. The softness of his moustache and chin beard tickled her lips. She opened to him, her tongue slipping inside to taste him thoroughly. He groaned, pressing the length of his body against her. Through her thin wrapper and nightgown, she felt his hardened need against her belly. Her heart fluttered in overdrive when he turned her and backed her into the wall. Cupping one of her breasts in his hand, he gently kneaded it and thumbed the hardened nipple through the fabric. Her breath caught, and she moaned deep in her throat as waves of pleasure raced through her core. He growled in response. Her insides heated as moisture pooled between her legs. She didn't know how long she could last. Although she denied it, she'd secretly dreamed of this moment for months. Reaching between them, she attempted to undo the buttons traveling down the length of her wrapper. He obliged by helping her until, together, they slipped the garment off her shoulders, leaving her wearing only her nightgown.

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