10 Timeless Heroes; A Time Travel Romance Boxed Set by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Anthologies, Box Set, Contemporary Romance, Historical Romance, Love Story, Romance, Time Travel Romance, Medieval Romance
Amazon: B00JR9NAOS
Goodreads: 22049073
Published: 2014-04-15T14:00:00+00:00

Had that been the woman or the wind?

Then the woman grew serious, her form changing from that of a little old lady to that of tall, well-muscled golden warrior. His eyes and voice alike were tender. “Yours is a journey foretold and a prophecy that you must see through.”

Nay, it couldn’t be. But it had to be. For his language was of the ancient Celts and his beauty beyond compare. Could this be the ancient warrior, Fionn Mac Cumhail? He who spoke the prophecy through Adlin MacLomain?

He held up the pouch with Alan’s twigs. “This must travel with you, child. It’s time here is finished.”

The urge to stay with this man and travel with him for all time overwhelmed. Until, that is, she looked at Alan. Any need to be with Fionn dropped away in an instant. Anxiety flooded her. She had to get back to him.

“Caitriona, look at me lass.”

Startled, her eyes shot open. She was back in his arms. Concerned, he cupped her cheeks and said, “Are you well. I thought for a moment I’d lost you.”

Afraid, she wrapped her arms around him and shook her head. “Nay, I am right here.”

It took a few moments to gain her bearings. When she did, Caitriona glanced to her left where the Celtic warrior had once stood. He was gone.

“Fionn,” she whispered.

Startled, Alan sat up. “What name did you speak?”

Oh no, had she said that aloud?

Shivers started to rake her chilled body. Alan wrapped the cloak around her and pulled her back into his arms. “I heard you say Fionn. How do you know that name?”

It remained hard to focus, not only because of her out of body experience but because the aftershocks of their lovemaking still rippled through her every limb. But she could not tell him of Fionn. If she did she would have to tell him of the prophecy. “You must of heard wrong. I know not of that name.”

Yet even as she lied, Caitriona reached over and grabbed the satchel. It seemed to almost glow a faint green before it faded back to buckskin.

“Why do you lie to me?” Alan said softly. His eyes had turned to a deep, brooding black full of not only pain but a residual lust. Their coupling had not weakened but tremendously increased his desire for her. She felt the same. Whatever they’d awakened was already so addicting.

“Nay.” She shook her head, fumbling to open the pouch. “‘Twas just garbled mutterings.”

Alan shook his head and steadied her shaking hands. “You need to see these again.” Gently, he held her palm open and emptied the contents.

The twigs had changed, twisted and become something else. Now they were three small wooden circles.

A muscle twitched in Alan’s jaw, his expression transforming to one of both rage and sadness. “The prophecy. The rings,” he murmured. “Fionn Mac Cumhail.”

As calm as the turbulence in his seething eyes would allow, Alan looked at her and said, “Tell me exactly what he said, each and every word. Because now, it seems; only I stand between you and certain death.

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