Dark Embrace. Brenda Joyce

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       Praise for New York Times bestselling author

       BRENDA JOYCE

       Masters of Time series

      “For intense emotions, power-packed writing, alpha males and building sexual tension, Joyce is unrivaled.

      In the second installment of the Masters of Time she lures us into the seductive world of good and evil as the brotherhood of the Masters fights demonic powers. She grabs and holds you a willing captive from the opening until the very end.”

      —RT Book Reviews on Dark Rival

      “Her world of Healers and Masters is rich and the plot well-handled…The supporting characters are excellent, the sex scenes are plentiful…and the plot thick, making this sophomore series entry a fine entertainment, sure to gratify fans of the bestselling kickoff.”

      —Publishers Weekly on Dark Rival

      “Bestselling author Joyce kicks off her Masters of Time series with a master’s skill, instantly elevating her to the top ranks of the ever-growing list of paranormal romance authors. Steeped in action and sensuality, populated by sexy warriors and strong women, graced with lush details and a captivating story…superlative.”

      —Publishers Weekly, starred review, on Dark Seduction

      “A powerfully emotional, ingenious novel about a world peopled with characters that completely capture your imagination. The pages sing with excitement, drama and passion. Joyce sets the standard for otherworldly lovers.”

      —RT Book Reviews on Dark Seduction

       Also by Brenda Joyce

       The Masters of Time

      DARK RIVAL

      DARK SEDUCTION

       The de Warenne Dynasty

      A DANGEROUS LOVE

      THE PERFECT BRIDE

      A LADY AT LAST

      THE STOLEN BRIDE

      THE MASQUERADE

      THE PRIZE

       Watch for the upcoming Masters of Time novels

      DARK VICTORY

      DARK LOVER

      Dark Embrace

      Brenda Joyce

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      This one’s for all of you who have supported

      my new series, The Masters of Time,

      with so much incredible enthusiasm!

      Thank you!

      Once again I must give my sincere thanks to

      Laurel letherby, without whom I’d be lost in every possible

      way. I also want to thank my editor Miranda Stecyk for her

      phenomenal editing—especially her

      line editing, which is the best I’ve ever had.

      Please, keep on cutting!

       PROLOGUE

       Loch Awe, Scotland, 1436

      “A HIGHLANDER WITH NO CLAN, no father but Satan’s spawn and ye still war for land? ’Tis not the land ye need, Lismore,” Argyll spat. “Ye need a father and a soul.”

      Aidan of Awe trembled with rage, the glen behind him filled with the dead and the dying. His Campbell rival sawed on his steed’s reins and smiled savagely, clearly aware he had delivered the final blow that day, and galloped off toward his departing army.

      Aidan breathed hard, blue eyes flashing. His breath was warm in the cold winter air, hanging there like the smoke from the camp’s fires. He could not know ifArgyll had chosen his words with care or not. It was not a secret that he was a bastard, born in rape and shame. Still, when his father was alive, he had been the king’s favorite and the Defender of the Realm. Aidan realized he could turn over Argyll’s meaning a hundred times and never decide if the man knew the entire black truth about the Earl of Moray. But in these dark and bloody times, only the most foolish of men would be oblivious to the war between good and evil that raged across the world, and the Campbell was no fool. Perhaps he knew of the matters secretly spoken of betwixt the Masters and the gods.

      He turned now to stare at the last of the warring men, his leine soaking wet and clinging to his muscular body. His men were all Highlanders and they’d fought mostly on foot, with long and broad swords, with daggers and pikes. They were dirty, tired, bloody—and loyal to him. Men had died for him that day. The snow was red with their blood—and that of the Campbells.

      Aidan took up his stallion’s reins. His men were returning from the glen, trudging tiredly toward him, their larger weapons heaved over shoulders, the wounded being helped by their comrades. Still, every man smiled and nodded at him as they passed. He spoke or nodded to each in turn, to let each man know he was grateful for their arms and valor.

      Tents were raised and cook fires started. Aidan handed his stallion off to a young, hopeful Highland lad, when he felt a frisson of alarm. The emotion came from afar, but the vibration went entirely through him.

      In that instant, he knew that the fear he sensed came from his son, who was safely at home.

      Or so he had thought.

      With his seven senses, he pinpointed Ian. His son remained at Castle Awe, where he had left him.

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