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I love it when I’m writing and a scene makes me laugh. Humor in characters is so important. It makes them relatable. In Einar: Breaking the Sea, my heroine is a Scottish warrior and has a tough exterior. I needed to show a softer side, make her likable. What came next cracked me up. Of course, she was alone, or so she thought, when she had this vulnerable moment. lol

The scene below takes place in Chapter five, right after Maeve had celebrated some good news. I hope you enjoy it.

xoxo,

Victoria Zak

God was kind to women, fools, and drunks, which made Maeve blessed. Only by the grace of God had she found her way to her bedchamber. She did have something to celebrate, and it wasn’t the Northmen.


She opened the door and stumbled in. The light from the full moon flooded through the only window and illuminated the chamber.


Abraham, one of her many cats, jumped down from the window ledge and ran to her. He rubbed against her legs like he hadn’t seen her in years.


“Bram.” She bent to pick up the fat, orange cat. “Ye must take it easy on the mice. Ye’re getting fat.”


He meowed and bumped her chin with his head.


“Aye, laddie.” Maeve laughed and made her way to her bed. As she sat down to take her slippers off, another cat crawled out from her hiding place and jumped onto the bed. She smiled and scratched her behind the ears. “Och, ’tis nice to see ye too, Bonny.”


She could always count on her cats to bring her happiness. However, her chambermaid wasn’t fond of cleaning up after five cats. It frightened the wee maid when she found the occasional dead mouse lying on the floor.


Maeve bent to roll her stockings down. Her head spun, and everything went blurry. Aye, she’d never drunk to the point of blacking out before. However, tonight, the mead had gone down smooth. She stood and fumbled with the ties on her dress. Patience was fleeting, so she disregarded the laces and tugged the dress over her head. She got lost in the garment and couldn’t find her way out.  “Bram, I dinnae know how women do it.” She struggled to free herself. “This bloody dress… ’Tis too tight.”


The dress ripped, and Maeve lost her balance. She fell to the floor but was finally free. She roared with laughter. It was a good thing her warriors couldn’t see her this way.


Bram, who sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at her, his tail swooshing behind him.


“Shhh, dinnae tell anyone what ye have seen here tonight.”


“I will not tell if you don’t.”


Maeve sobered and peered at the cat, as if it had grown two heads. Had she gone mad? Did her cat speak?


Abraham meowed.


She shook her head. She obviously needed to sleep off the mead.


“You are cute when drunk.”


She sat up.


Someone was in her chamber.


Maeve reached for her dagger on her thigh. It wasn’t there.


“Looking for this?”


Slowly, she stood and glanced toward her bed, where the voice had come from. She prayed she wasn’t hearing that now-familiar accent.


It had to be the mead.


Maeve wasn’t so lucky.


Einar lay on her bed. His long legs were crossed at the ankles, and one arm was resting behind his head. He tossed her dagger up and caught it by the handle like he had no cares in the world. “You should be more careful where you leave your weapons. They could end up in the wrong hands.”


She pulled her shift down and crossed her arms over her chest, covering her breasts.


“Who let the swine dog in my chamber?” Anger replaced her frazzled nerves; she was instantly sober. No mead left in her blood.


She could smell his sexual intentions—he wasn’t here to kill her.


“Your king told us to make ourselves comfortable.” Einar looked around the chamber like it was his home. “I’m comfortable here.”


“This my bedchamber, so ye’ll have to find another.”


“Oh, princess, I’m not leaving.” He patted the bed next to him, and Maeve rolled her eyes. “There is enough room for two.”


By the saints, the cocky bastard annoyed her. “Why are ye here?”


The Northman sat up, scooting to the edge of the bed.


She took a step back from his lustful gaze roaming her body. Heathens took what they wanted just because they could.


“I’m not here to take you to bed.” Einar smirked. “I’m flattered by the thought.”


“Then why are ye here?”


He stood. “I can help you get your brother back.”


Maeve shook her head. “No. I dinnae need yer help, nor do I want it. The quicker ye leave Stonehaven, the better.”


“Princess—”


“Dinnae call me that!” Her cheeks heated again, hotter with her rising anger. “There is nothing ye can offer that will change my mind.”


“I think ye’ll change yer mind if you give me a chance to explain. We want the same thing.”


“How is that?”


“You love your brother and want him returned home. I love Orkneyjar and want to go home.”


Despite the drunkenness at the edge of her conscious, his words sunk in. Even if they had something in common, Maeve would never admit it. “Heathen, if ye love yer islands so much, then go home. Like I said before, I dinnae need yer help.”


Einar shoved his hands through his hair, obviously frustrated. “So, the rumors are true. Scots women are stubborn as mules.”


She squared her shoulders and approached the heathen. “And we carry big swords, and we’re no’ afraid to use them.”


“You are impossible to talk to.”


“No. I’m drunk. And in the morning, I’ll be sober, but ye’ll still be a heathen.”


They stared at each other. If their glares were daggers, they would both be dead.


He moved forward, keeping her locked onto his stern gaze.


She felt his breath against her cheek, he was so close.


“If you want to save your brother, I suggest you meet me tomorrow after the morning meal, before I change my mind.”


Maeve narrowed her eyes. She’d show no fear. “Ye dinnae scare me.”


“Good. ’Tis not my intention, princess.” Einar took a step back. “Meet me at the dock.” He left her chamber, taking all the heated tension with him.


She exhaled as the door shut behind him. She made her way to the bed and fell into it. Maeve took in another breath to calm her nerves, and a wave of spicy male scent washed over.


No matter what she did, she couldn’t escape Einar. Now even her bed smelled like him, and she liked it. Mayhap it was the influence of the mead still stirring in her gut, causing her to find comfort and a wee bit of excitement in his smell. She recalled the heavy look in his eyes when he met her gaze. There was a wildness in those dark depths that intrigued her and made her heart race.


She quickly stomped those ideas straight into the ground. Einar was the enemy—a heathen.


She would never trust the Northmen.

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I’m so excited to share my new Viking series with you, The Lords of Valhalla. Book one, Einar Breaking the Sea is available now on Amazon, iBooks, Nook, and Kobo. This is the first time I’ve written in the Viking Romance genre. I won’t lie, I was bit nervous. But if you like my Dragonkine, you’ll love my Vikings.

I’m blown away by some of the amazing reviews coming in. Readers are loving Einar as much as I do. lol

“The author takes us on an emotional roller coaster ride that will keep you on the edge of your seat . There are moments where you actually want to smack each of the main characters upside the head cause they are being so stubborn. Your kindle will also get a little bit hot with some of the scenes . There were moments I think I actually blushed . This is going to be a good series and can’t wait for the second book in the series . So if you want a great book to read this Christmas check out the heathen and warrior princess in Einar . You will not be disappointed.”

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“Victoria Zak is brilliant. This has to be the best Viking story that I have ever had the pleasure of reading. Right from the get go you could feel the heat between Einar and Maeve. These two characters were made for each other. At times I felt very strong emotions, but to me that is what makes a book worth reading. I was hooked from the minute I picked it up until the moment I finished it. Ms. Zak thank you for writing such a wonderful book and I look forward to what you write next.”

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“I had the opportunity to read an ARC of this book, one that I normally wouldn’t have chosen, but am SO glad I did! It’s a fast-paced story with a challenging relationship developing between the princess and the heathen. I really enjoyed it!”

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Thank you for taking a chance on Einar.

He had something to prove.

Einar, the youngest son of Jarl
Rognvald ambitiously sails to uncharted territory to prove he can do the
impossible: regain his family’s land from the merciless, pirating
Danes. When the Danes don’t leave peacefully, it will take an act of
Odin for Einar to maintain his iron grip across the perilous island.
Stranded
in the Kingdom of Alba after a surprise attack, little does Einar know
that Thor’s hammer is about to strike his heart. A brief encounter with a
warrior tribe, led by a red-haired lass and her sword, could be his
undoing.

A warrior at heart

If watching her father die by
the hands of Northmen wasn’t bad enough, the newly crowned king of Alba
has bartered a truce with them. Maeve Donald, chieftain of her clan,
would rather kill the Norsemen than be forced to be allies, but when the
Danes capture her brother, they may hold the key to saving him.

Attracted
to the dark, brooding Viking Einar, Maeve’s loyalty to her clan is
tested when he offers a plan to rescue her brother. To save him, she
must reconcile a lifetime of loathing with her unwanted desire for a
heathen—or risk losing everything she loves.

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Never trust a dragon.

If the scars on Maggie’s body aren’t enough to remind her of that truth, the terrifying demons that plague her nightmares do the trick. Her vengeance runs deep as she sets out on a soul crusade for justice. She will kill her fear. She will kill a dragon.

When did he become a hero?

Deceit became second nature to Dragonkine warrior, Caden Ross, until he held Maggie in his arms. But she could never know his true nature, the Dragonkine blood pulsing through his veins. By night, his dragon magic slays the demons in her nightmares. By day, he walks by her side, longing for a time when she could love him and the beast that lurks inside him.

Lines are drawn and war begins.

With the awakening of the tyrant Dragon King Drest and the Death Dragons breathing down his neck, Caden must warn his family and unite with his brothers to protect the ones they love.

Will Maggie overcome her need for revenge and fight with Caden, or will he win the battle, only to lose her forever?

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Audrey Swindon The House at the Bottom of the Lake
Becki Willis Inn the Spirit of Legends
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Elizabeth Meyette The Cavanaugh House
Jane Godman Awakening the Shifter
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Kim Hornsby The Dream Jumper’s Promise
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A sister’s unbreakable loyalty…

Left for dead by the evil queen’s dark servant, Adaira finds herself in the hands of Rafe, a wolf-shifter who threatens her sanity and indomitable heart.

A commander’s unshakeable love…

Ordered to capture the Keith sisters, Rafe Madok, commander of the Honor Guard, must turn over the woman he loves to face justice.

Both must follow their hearts…

By secretly protecting the Keith sisters at the same time he’s expected to capture them, Rafe’s position in his pack is in jeopardy. She must clear her sister’s name and defy the man she loves by asking Rafe to escort her to the very laird that ordered her arrest. Will Rafe choose duty over love? Can Adaira protect her sister and openly love Rafe at the same time? Or will fate destroy everything they’ve worked so hard to protect?

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Chapter One

Today was the day her life would end, Adaira felt it bone-deep as she ran through the glen like the devil was coming for her. For a fortnight, the dark fae prince had chased her in the woods, hunting her like prized game. He’d worn her down mentally and physically beyond exhaustion. She didn’t know how much longer it would take before he stripped her of the will to live—to fight for what she believed in.

The prince played cat and mouse to perfection—leaving no doubt who the mouse was. One minute she’d be within his icy grip thinking she’d be returned to the queen, and the next, the prince would let her go—prolonging the inevitable for his own twisted amusement.

Hope of making it out of the glen alive was fading, but Adaira held on to the one thing that made her fight—her beloved sisters. They were depending on her.

The thought of her family gave her strength. She stopped and looked behind her. Although she was no longer being chased, it didn’t mean she wasn’t being followed. She dashed behind a tree, hoping to outwit the devil.

She leaned her head back and prayed the prince hadn’t seen her. Her heart thundered as she anticipated another attack. Just the thought of returning to the Unseelie queen tattered her willpower. It was as if the queen was clawing at her, dragging her back inside a nightmare. A nightmare that Adaira had lived through for the past ten years.

Suddenly, something wet slid down her leg. Lifting her dress, she rubbed her calf. Blood soaked through her wool stockings and onto her hand. Maiden, Mother, Crone?  She searched her body to find where the blood was coming from. A sting spread across her back and she reached over her shoulder, wincing as she swiped at her skin. Shite, the bastard had gotten her. It wouldn’t be long until the fae poison entered her bloodstream where the bastard had slashed her back with his claws. She was doomed.

Adaira hung her head. That’s when she noticed the bloodstained snow. The trail of blood led straight to her location. Nay! What was she going to do? The prince would surely find her now.

The earth suddenly shifted, causing her to freeze. No mere mortal would have felt it. The air around her flickered like a flame. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end from the powerful charge. He’s here. There was no time to react; the prince swooped down from the sky and landed a few yards from the tree. Terror streaked down her spine. He settled his great black wings and searched the area with his keen gaze. Adaira sucked in a breath, standing as still as the dead. The prince scooped up a handful of blood-soaked snow and inhaled deeply. Her essence was everywhere—the bastard would find her.

Adaira hugged the tree tighter, murmuring the only words of protection she could think of, Maiden, Mother, Crone. Spare me. Or just let me die before he finds me…She gasped for air, finding the courage to fight.  Surrendering wasn’t an option. She needed to think clearly on how she was going to escape. Weak from blood loss, her muscles ached. Though she possessed unnatural strength, she wasn’t immune to pain and suffering. And the wet cold had finally taken its toll. She needed rest and warmth—shelter from the prince.

The sound of snow crunching beneath his boots echoed around her. He was so close she could hear his heartbeat.

Oh, goddess, please. Please do no’ let him see me. She closed her eyes and pressed herself flatter against the tree. The rough bark bit into her flesh like jagged teeth.

The prince crept past her like a fine mist floating through the glen. She cursed herself for being weak. If she had half her strength, she could attack him, rip his throat out, and personally deliver it to the queen. That wasn’t going to happen. Instead, she had to outsmart the fae. She’d die before she’d allow him to bring her back to the queen.

Taking in a shallow breath, she eyed him again. He’d moved several feet ahead, studying the trees and ground in front of him. He knelt and scooped up another handful of snow. Adaira welcomed the distance between them, though it wasn’t far enough.

Mayhap she’d live to see another night.

He stood and looked up into the sky. Slowly, he tilted his head from side to side like he was listening to something or mayhap someone. Fearing for her life, Adaira slowed her breathing as she kept her eyes pinned on the prince. He spread his massive black wings, stretching them wide. What is he doing? He knew she was here and weak. Why hadn’t he gone in for the kill?

He crouched down, and with one pump of his wings, he flew up into the sky disappearing behind the clouds.

Dearest Maiden … she sighed in relief as she peeled herself from the tree. She coughed through the coldness in her throat. On shaky, weak legs she took a step forward, then collapsed into the snow. Her body was shutting down. All she wanted was rest; however, if she surrendered to exhaustion she’d surely die. The prince didn’t give up on his prey this easily. He’d return—she had to keep moving.

With all her might, she found the strength to stand. She brushed the snow off her dress and straightened her spine. “Leana, I will find ye.”

The day turned colder and darker as the graying clouds engulfed the sky. She shook her head as she continued trudging through the snow. The fae poison was slowly dulling her wits. It would kill her if she didn’t tend to her wounds quickly. She couldn’t remember how many days she’d been on the run, but the growing pain drove her to find shelter.

Adaira stopped abruptly and squinted through the snow flurries. Smoke billowed up ahead. Where there’s smoke there must be fire, and where there’s fire, there must be shelter. Could she trust what she was seeing? Or was this fae poison trickery? At this point, she hadn’t any choice. If she didn’t get the poison out of her body, she’d die. And if she stayed outside in the cold much longer, she’d perish from exposure.

Adaira forced her exhausted body to keep going. Black and silver tents dotted the landscape. She heard men’s voices in the distance. Aye, this was a campsite, but whose? Why were they camped in the middle of nowhere?

She crept to the closest tent, the fire more inviting than anything she’d ever seen. Keeping watch, she warmed her hands over the flames. Her body slowly tingled back to life as she prayed this wasn’t a dream, that she wasn’t lying in the snow somewhere dying.

But death visions didn’t include the smell of smoke or fine ash drifting high in the nighttime air. This had to be real.

The frigid wind shook the tent, startling Adaira. She quickly retreated into the shadows, waiting to see if anyone would come out. She shivered, imagining herself inside the shelter, tucked beneath a thick fur with a bowl of hot broth in her hands. Her knees buckled. The poison smoldering in her veins was spreading. Someone had to be around to help her. Were these honorable men or beasts like the prince? Would they assist her?

Before she collapsed from exhaustion, Adaira staggered through the snow to the tent and walked in. “Hello?” The word came out as a mere whisper.

When no one answered, Adaira stepped deeper inside. She rubbed the cold from her arms as she looked around. A fur pallet was situated on one side and a sword and water skin were laid out next to it.

Another sharp wind rattled the canvas, but this time it was different. It howled with warning. Adaira’s gaze zigzagged across the shelter as the shadow of a wolf appeared on the outside. Consumed with fear, she knew she didn’t possess the strength to fight. She moved quickly, grabbing up the sword, ready to strike if she had to. But the beast was nowhere to be seen.

This wasn’t over. It couldn’t be. Wolves were as relentless as the dark prince. The bloody bastards hunted in packs and didn’t give up—not until the hunt was over—until their prey was dead. Adaira wasn’t ready to enter the barren realm of death— she’d fight. If they wanted her, they’d have to come and get her.

A wolf howled and three more shadows appeared, circling the tent. “Show yerself, wolf,” she cried out with the last bit of strength she possessed, the sword almost too heavy to lift.

She followed the shadows around the inside of the tent, ready to pierce their furry flesh through the heavy material. Her back was facing the tent’s entrance when a cold blast of air rushed inside. A wolf had entered the tent. She felt its breath on the back of her neck.

Heeding her instincts, Adaira whirled around, the sword raised high in the air. A gray wolf stalked closer, snarling and snapping at her. Shite, the poison. Would she even be able to swing the heavy weapon? Surely the beast could sense her weakened state and smell her fear. Any sudden movement would invoke an attack.

Too weak to hold on to the sword, it dropped from her hand. The beast lunged and she squeezed her eyes shut, ready to feel its sharp teeth bite into her skin. When she didn’t end up on the ground with the wolf gnawing at her neck, she opened her eyes and gasped.

The world was spinning as she staggered forward, finding a naked man with long dark hair streaked with gray standing in front of her. She reached out and touched his face, burying her shaking fingers in his thick beard. Familiar silver eyes bore straight through her. By the saints, she knew those eyes, for they haunted her dreams.

“Rafe?” She swayed and fell forward. Strong arms caught her, pulling her into a wall of pure muscle and warmth.

“My heart’s queen.” The rugged voice she knew so well soothed her aching body. His words assured her safety. “I will take care of ye.”

Adaira rested her head on his chest, letting him hold her up. “Rafe,” she swallowed, struggling to talk. “Poison.”

“Shhh, let me take care of everything.”

Adaira’s world faded into a black void, but her heart was safe.

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Step into the sexy world of the Fae Vampire sisters from the Scottish Highlands….

The Highlands are full of magic and fae trickery. Adaira, Leana, and Masie Keith know this all too well. Destined to change their fate, but unprepared for the truth, their journey begins as the sisters grow accustomed to their dark sides—forever beautiful—forever blood drinkers—forever Baobhan sith.

 

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Release date: Jan 30, 2018

Accused of murdering their laird’s son, Masie and her sisters flee their home.

Masie is immediately conflicted, especially after she’s captured by Clan Gunn and falls in love with the laird’s brother. Her true identity must remain a secret. For if she tells her Highlander who and what she really is, she could be burned as a witch. And Masie would never endanger her beloved sisters.

The last thing Commander Kerr Gunn saw in his future was falling in love with a lass from Clan Keith, his greatest enemy. The moment he laid eyes on her, he was under her spell. With the woman he loves wanted for murder, will Kerr surrender Masie to her clan to stand trial or protect her with his sword and fierce heart?

This is a breathtaking novel, filled with complicated, intriguing characters, a compelling background story mixed with faerie lore and a historical setting, all bound together by the love three sisters have for one another. Highly recommended!

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A sister’s unbreakable loyalty…

Left for dead by the evil queen’s dark servant, Adaira finds herself in the hands of Rafe, a wolf-shifter who threatens her sanity and indomitable heart.

A commander’s unshakeable love…

Ordered to capture the Keith sisters, Rafe Madok, commander of the Honor Guard, must turn over the woman he loves to face justice.

Both must follow their hearts…

By secretly protecting the Keith sisters at the same time he’s expected to capture them, Rafe’s position in his pack is in jeopardy. She must clear her sister’s name and defy the man she loves by asking Rafe to escort her to the very laird that ordered her arrest. Will Rafe choose duty over love? Can Adaira protect her sister and openly love Rafe at the same time? Or will fate destroy everything they’ve worked so hard to protect?

 

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Book Three: Wicked Darkness

Pre-order Date March 6, 2018

Release Date March 27, 2018

 

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I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to Mother’s Day. A chance to spend the day pampered and relaxing with the ones I love the most sounds like a decadent delight after all of the editing I’ve been doing lately!

It has been a pretty busy few weeks since I last chatted with you. I’ve been busy putting the final touches on one book, and editing another, all in anticipation of the release of the final editions of the Daughters of Highland Darkness series. I can’t wait to share them with you this summer!

I’ve been working on something special for you. If you’re like me, you really crave some time to yourself. Mother’s Day is the perfect time for me to steal a few hours to myself, and you can usually find me curled up in my reading nook, Kindle in hand. Those few hours alone, after a morning of celebration with my family, reignite my fire!

If you’re looking for the same kind of indulgence, do I have something great for you! I’ve joined together with authors Tigris Eden, Olivia Gaines, Hildie McQueen, J.D. Monroe, Xyla Turner, Lana Williams, and D.L. Roan to put together Escape to Paradise, A Set of Indulgences Novellas. It will only be available for a limited time, and you can pre-order it today for only $.99!

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MIDNIGHT’S KISS by Victoria Zak & DL Roan. Will an unexpected fantasy ignite lasting love?

A pretend date for a wedding becomes all too real in YOURS FOR THE WEEKEND by Lana Williams.

UNDERTONES by Xyla Turner. A divorcee and wounded hero share a fantasy in paradise.

SUMMER IN PARADISE by J.D. Monroe. Two old high school friends get a second chance at love.

COWBOY IN PARADISE by Hildie McQueen. After losing the love of his life, a cowboy finds it again at Indulgences.

FRANKLIN’S HEART by Olivia Gaines. A marriage in trouble finds new life with an escape to paradise.

A GAME OF HEARTS Tigris Eden. Best friends travel to paradise for A Game of Hearts

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I hope you enjoy your Mother’s Day as much as I intend to enjoy mine!