"Forgive me God for I have sinned. I allowed a Northman's lip to touch my own, to touch me neck and travel the length of the sensitive skin. My blood writhers, yearning for his touch. A quenching urge for desire and O'Lord, my eager flesh burns with raging fire." When the powerful Jarl, a ruthless and merciless Viking, takes a sudden interest in Faylin, a nun he captured on a raid, she vows not to let his wiles distract her from what is truly important - her faith. His very presence is what fuels the fire within her, allowing the hatred to fester. He destroyed her world and she watched it burn to the ground, crumbling and descending, shattering into pieces of hopelessness right before her eyes. Though what happens when she starts to realize that beneath the Northman's toughened shield lays a forbearing soul, lost within the darkness and the shadows of his own façade? Stricken by this realization, the possibility of humanity under such a barbaric character, Faylin finds herself torn between her fears of eternal damnation and desire, struggling to keep her sanity as she dances on that very thin line between love and hate. Cover by FvckHumans Highest Achievements: Thorn Rose: #1 in Historical Fiction!!! (21/11/2015)

Known for their beauty, the Campbell sisters have many men vying for their hands, but as Lady Emma was the eldest, she was to become Laird of Castle Campbell. She was the most sought after for any man to marry her would one day help her rule the Campbell Clan. After her shocking kidknapping and many months of searching, Laird Campbell, his lady wife and their other two daughters mourned the daughter and sister that they loved with all their hearts. Sir Andrew McKenna, heir to the McKenna Clan was the eldest of fours sons. He was a trained and hardened warrior, his Da was grooming him to take over as Laird one day. He fights with strength and power, he commands attention and is given it. Gone was the hardended warrior the day he found Lady Emma, brutally beatened, raped and left for dead. He became gentle and caring. He vowed he would protect the lass with his body, but he never expected the lass would go straight to his heart.

When Lisa Finch moves to a small town in Scotland after her parents' divorce, the least she expects is to see ghosts. Meanwhile, Cornelius Haywood has died for almost a century and despises the living. Yet, his spirit is trapped in the house Lisa moves into. When they cross path, Lisa begins to question Cornelius' existence - the key to his unfinished business which she's eager to discover. However, their gradual interaction turns into a ticking bomb, as Lisa finds herself falling for the ghost and realizing there's no possible force in this universe can bring them a 'happily ever after'. • • Highest Rank: #8 in Paranormal Romance • • COMPLETED

It was a time when young girls where raised to be proper lady wives. men battled for the best wife, families payed to have there daughters married off. young and carefree, Arabella the young lass of her family finds herself being married off to the laird of Mackay in the Scottish highlands. will love come or will something break them apart?

1540, Scotland A storm is brewing on the Highlands... When headstrong and stubborn Gavin MacKenzie is driven to seek vengeance after the murder of his father, he seeks help from the King of Scotland. But things are amiss as he begins his journey across the fierce and unforgiving Highlands. And when he crosses paths with a crimson-haired young woman just as tempered as the Scottish Highlands, passions are quickly set ablaze. He fears she has already stolen his heart. A secret two decades old could unravel everything... Elyn Douglas doesn't feel like she belongs in the small village of Dornie, lingering right outside the walls of Eilean Donan Castle. After the assassination of Laird Angus MacKenzie, she's thrust into a world of violence and highlanders, but when she meets the rugged and powerful Gavin, she doesn't know what to expect. All she knows is that when he looks at her, her heart melts a little bit of the frost that has plagued her whole life... As chilling rain and howling wind pelt the Highlands, Elyn fights the racing of her heart that begs for her Highlander's Embrace...

Elizabeth, married at a young age because a rich Londaner found her beautiful. After 6 years of marriage Elizabeth and her husband go on a trip on the sea, only to find herself shipwrecked on a shore of a viking clan hidden away from the world. what will happen to Elizabeth is lost in a world unknown to her, learning things she never knew she could and finding out she is more capable than anyone let on.

Author Note: If you have already read my story 'The Northman's Bride', this is the same story with no changes or edits. I have written a full length novel, book 3 in my Sons of the North series and have decided to use the title 'The Northman's Bride' for it. I apologize for any confusion. What would you do with only a few days left to live? Would you do throw your pride aside and dare to love? Aleksi has lived his life by the motto that woman were to be worshiped, not understood, much like religion. Now, one of the last two survivors on a plague ship, he has begun to wonder if he hasn't missed out on enjoying the comfort that a charming young wife might have brought him. Wounded in a recent battle, Commander Aleksi Ekstrom awakens on the Norrland ship to discover the priest's ward, a young French woman, locked below deck in a cabin of dead nuns, all other passengers and crew lay dead or dying of what looks like plague. Feeling fevered, yet unwilling to surrender her life just yet, Mimi has the forty-day ship quarantine to live her final days to the full. Her sole wish is to not die a virgin. Promised to the church since birth, she always knew she'd be a terrible nun, and so apparently had the evil priest that was selling her to a warlord in Estonia, where the ship had been heading before contracting the deadly plague. Anchored off the coast of Sweden, the quarantined plague ship is well supplied by Aleksi's grieving father and Jarl Magnus, who generously provides his loyal commander with anything requested, grateful to Aleksi for years of brave, loyal service to Tronscar. Aleksi and Mimi toss social restraints aside and speak openly and honestly, holding nothing back, both desiring to live out their final days with no regrets. But, if they survive the quarantine what then, will Aleksi return to his old life and will Mimi be returned to the warlord she was promised? **Adult content.**

Dealing with the AFTERMATH of trauma and tragedy, can tear families apart and hurdle strangers together. Healing doesn’t mean the pain was never real, the damage never done, but can love be enough for the past to no longer control a persons future? While vacationing in Panama, Hollywood's latest star meets an 'average girl next door' on the worst day of both of their lives, during a violent kidnapping where several innocent people die, including her husband. In the midst of being assaulted, Emmylou gets a hold of a gun and becomes the unlikely hero, but the media spins it and gives the action star all the credit. Later, struggling to coop with the creepy people that try to take advantage of her sudden state as a widow and new single mom, Voss steps in and tries to help his now vulnerable hero, and along the way they become friends, who accidentally kiss...a lot. But, there is no way she would ever fit into his world of privilege and he doesn't fit in her life much better either... Casting & Location Inspiration Board on Pinterest https://www.pinterest.com/sandralakeroman/aftermath/ Excerpt; 'There were no words to describe the breathtakingly horrifying look of her. Tangled long, blond hair matted with blood stuck to her face. The whites of her big eyes contrasting against pale skin spattered in blood. Wearing only a bikini bottom, her breasts were covered in blood, a large gash to her upper eye and forehead streaming blood down to her waist. But the hand she held the gun in was clean, dry and steady, raised at her shoulder height. An empty holster for a dive knife was strapped to her leg, the small blade grasped tight in the fist that stabilized the raised nine-millimeter Luger. She took two shallow breaths and turned slowly to look over at Voss and his brothers for a quick second. She collected two guns off the dead gunmen and crossed the galley, quickly freeing Voss’s hands, leaving him the knife to take care of his brothers. She said nothing.'