Two guys and beautiful girl struggle for love in 1830's Natchez, Mississippi #Romance #HistoricalFiction

Beloved Destiny

by Carol Ann Fears


William grasped her hand in his, kissing her fingertips one at a time, and then held her hand in both of his. “Your name suits you so well. Did you know that Carina means “beloved” in the Spanish language? You are meant to be my beloved one. I knew from the day I entered the door at Camellia Hill and our eyes met. Although you were upstairs peering at me over a rail, your face reflected a purity and intelligence that enthralled me in that instant. My soul has cried out to call you my beloved. May I?” William continued to hold her hand as if he could not bear to relinquish it. “My beloved Carina.” He repeated her name with a smile. He kissed the palm of her hand, the brush of his lips giving her the first hint of the sensual pleasure which could occur between a man and a woman.

From "The Sealed Door - Book four in The Seven Spell Saga" by Tessa Stokes

Tristan had been down to the big room at the end of the house which was to become the big drawing room in my time, he had checked the panelled cupboards there to see if any of his weapons were remaining from the winter time when we were here. There was a bow, a short sword, a larger broad sword, and a dagger. He got the lot and tooled up like some weird character in a computer game or movie. Oliver raised his eyebrows, “Expecting trouble are you Tristan? How about you hand me something that lot has to be heavy.”

I waited for the reply too and Tristan grinned, then he handed Oliver the bow, there were only a few arrows in the container that went with it. “There you go, Oliver, maybe you could bag us a rabbit, oh no on second thoughts we can’t cook it so, maybe just hang on to that just in case.”

Oliver took the bow and answered, “You realize I have only had two lessons with Corbett and this bow is so totally different from a modern compound bow, that I can’t promise I will hit a barn door for you.”