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Tuesday, February 6, 2024

Hand of the Gods - Historical Fantasy Romance - and a Giveaway #Romance #Historical #Fantasy #HistoricalFantasyRomance #Giveaway

Miriam Newman is here to tell us about her historical fantasy romance Hand of the Gods.

She's also hosting a great giveaway.

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The author will award a $20 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Miriam Newman will be awarding a $20 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour, and a $20 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner to a randomly drawn host.

Those who survived the Battle of Grandfather Mountain are said to be in the Hand of the Gods. No one will need that more than Sange, sister of Arak clan chieftain Javrik. Drawn to Arman Garimandi, the Omani cavalry officer who saved her people during the siege, she shocks her family by marrying him despite her brother's caution that someday he will break her heart. Blindly in love, she follows Arman to two different forts where he is ordered. At the first, danger comes unexpectedly in the form of another woman And at the second, she finds herself an unwitting pawn--possibly even a prisoner--between two powerful nations.

Enjoy an excerpt:

The room was completely inebriated, as if everyone had finally acknowledged it and given up any attempt at appearing sober. Musicians began having brew poured down their throats by helpful dancers so they wouldn’t have to take their hands off their instruments. The music never stopped, abetted by two of the girls singing in guttural Alcinic that sounded more like a war chant than song, and Sange began to suspect the native music had begun that way.

“This is what you call fun?” she asked Arman, but she was smiling broadly, holding onto him, beginning to enjoy his strength that kept her upright despite everything.

“Best thing next to war,” he half-shouted over some wild noisemaking.

Suddenly, there was a resounding crash audible even above the other noise in the room, and a babble of voices, half alarmed and half amused. Horrified, Sange looked at one corner of the dance area, where two men were locked together, wrestling among the remains of a roast pig that had slid off the table they had upended.

“Someone tried to cut in,” Arman explained, shouting directly into her ear.

“They what?”

“Wanted to dance with somebody’s partner, and he objected.”

Several more responsible younger officers were wading into the mess, collaring the drunken combatants, pulling them off each other while the lady in question, knocked flat, was gallantly helped to her feet, but not before displaying everything beneath her petticoats.

“Throw ‘em in the brig!” someone shouted, to the accompaniment of cheers and applause, while staff hurried in to clean up the pig and the gentlemen in question were frog-marched out. Expecting some sense of order in the chaos, Sange looked over to where she had last seen Arman’s commanding officer and his lady. They were merely standing fast, looking amused.

“What will they do to them?” she asked.

“Sober them up,” he replied. “Probably give them double duty tomorrow. It’s torture when you have a hangover, believe me.”

“That’s all?”

“Well, what more can they do to them? They already sent them to Tipol.”

Author Bio: I fell in love long ago with fantasy poetry driven by myths and legends, as well as stories of heroes and battles. Ancient Celtic writings were my special passion, along with the Roman Empire, Roman Britain, the Norman invasion of England, and tales of the Vikings. My first book emerged when I was an...ahem...youthful 52. Well, I’m not 52 any more and up to 34 books and it’s been a great run.

Retired from many years in social work, now I pass my days writing, researching and living with a pack of highly demanding rescue dogs. I write in every genre I please and you can see my books at www.miriamnewman.com.