Monday, December 17, 2012

Guest Post/Giveaway: Temperate Warrior

The Temperate Warrior
Book 1 of the Warrior Sagas
Renee Vincent

Genre: Historical, paranormal romance, Viking
Publisher: Turquoise Morning Press
Pages: 206

Cover Artist: Erin Sendelbach

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He was her champion. She was his weakness.
Together, they loved with wild abandon.

Gustaf Ræliksen lives by the blade of his sword. After avenging his father’s murder and reuniting with his family, he wants nothing more than to settle down and have sons of his own. Only one woman will do—a fiery redhead he saved from the spoils of war.

No longer forced to warm the beds of the men who've taken everything from her, Æsa has nothing to offer the noble warrior but her heart.

When someone with a deep score to settle seeks revenge upon her, Gustaf's world is torn asunder. He has but one vow—saving the woman he loves from the ignorant fool who dared to best the temperate warrior.

Guest Post

Why Vikings?

“Why not?” As readers of romance, we like our heroes to be bold, sexy, sometimes brazen, and always chivalrous. What better group of heroic men can give you all that and more than the brave warriors of the North?

As most everyone has learned, Vikings were a formidable race of men, practiced in the skill of raiding and evading. We were educated to believe that they were greedy pillagers, marked by lack of compassion and extreme brutality in their pursuit for gold and riches. No one was safe from their torment, especially the unarmed monks of the European world.

But as I sat and listened to my teachers describe this particular Scandinavian race of adventure-seeking seamen, I couldn’t help feeling that something was amiss. Could an entire class of people be that barbaric? Did every person—man, woman, and child—set their sights on wreaking havoc over their distant, and some not so distant, European neighbors?

In my pursuit to set the record straight, I struck out to research this race on my own. In reading many research books on the subject, I came to find that most were written by men, laden with facts, dates, and events. To be truthful, it was a huge bore.

Until…I found a book entitled Everyday Life In The Viking Age by Jacqueline Simpson. She went beyond factual statistics and delved into the core of the Vikings’ life. She spoke of their unparalleled unity of family and brotherhood, independence and honor. It was the first nonfiction book I’d ever read cover to cover.

In great detail, she explained how most were simple craftsmen and merchants looking to make an honest living with trade, or farmers aiming to settle upon lush lands following the depletion of Norway’s natural resources—while still upholding the role of a warrior if the duty arose. For me, there was something to be said about the fearless men who bravely picked up their families and left their homelands to journey on an open sea in the hopes of making a new life for themselves.

I also found that along with courage, these men made and kept oaths of loyalty, both with their gods and their brothers in arms. It was not likely that oaths were broken, as doing so would have called to question one’s honor, and during this time, a man’s character was either his glory or his shame.

These men were also family men; a people who stood closely together, sometimes living together in the same longhouses and raising each others’ young as their own. While they held a high regard for kinship, they also harbored an untamable desire for exploration. Their vitality for adventure, as well as their unsurpassed nautical intelligence, helped them to perfect the most versatile sea vessel of their time.

In truth, this was the spirit of the Northmen and the reason why I enjoy writing them into my historical romances. I’ve always said I would love to have been born in the 10th century so I could set my own eyes on a few tall, fair-haired, muscled warriors and witness their passionate exploits on the bows of their impressive dragon ships. Hey a girl can dream, right?

I hope I entertained you, if not enlightened you, about why the Vikings are a logical choice for the burly Alpha male heroes we want in our romance novels.

And now for the fun stuff….an excerpt from my latest Viking romance, THE TEMPERATE WARRIOR.

Gustaf’s hearty laughter echoed around her. It was a rarity she had come to cherish. With their troubles far behind them, she could only hope it would be a common occurrence, especially after they became husband and wife. She longed to be the source of his joy for the rest of his days and imagined giving him the sons he’s always wanted.

Their conversation on Skúvoy circled back into her thoughts. “I want to fill our house with many sons.”

“And daughters?”

“Aye, and daughters. I can only hope they resemble your beauty and speak with fire on their tongues.”

“And if they do not?”

“I shall love them anyway for they will come from your womb.”

She envisioned him cradling a babe in his arms and teaching the youngster all there was to know about the new world he’d been born into. That was, if she could provide him a child at all.

Given that no man’s seed from her sordid past had taken root, she worried her womb was barren, incapable of even producing Gustaf’s heir.

“What are you thinking?”

His voice broke apart her sullen thoughts and she struggled to fabricate a credible answer to his question. “I was thinking of us and you as a father.” A half truth was better than a blatant lie, and she’d only disappoint him with mentioning such nonsense, especially since they’d yet to give conception a fair try. “I am eager to be your wife and the mother of your children.”

Gustaf tipped his head in surprise. “From where did that thought come?”

Another bout of spirited shouts erupted, followed by a considerable splash as if some poor bloke had hit the water. “I suspect it came from the devious seven we already have in our company. It would bring me great pleasure to birth that many or more with you.”

“Seven children, you say?” Gustaf nodded as he considered the thought. “You do realize I am a man of mature age. ’Twould require a considerable amount of lovemaking to acquire that number of offspring.”

“I am willing if you are,” Æsa stated, leaning up on one elbow.

Gustaf scooted closer and inclined his body across her torso, bracing his weight on one arm at her side. His dark blond hair fell over his shoulder and hugged the sharp angle of his jaw shadowed with soft scruff. She dared to reach up and stroke the soft curls of his thick mane, but the serious look in his eyes had her hesitating.

“I am most willing,” he said softly, “as long as it makes you happy. For the rest of my life, I will do whatever it takes to ensure it. As my wife, you will not want for anything. What you desire, I will provide.”

“I desire only you, m’lord.”

He bent to kiss her, but stopped midway. “Would I disappoint you if I said I wished to wait until we returned to Inis Mór to marry?”

The warmth of his breath across her lips caressed her starved skin. The blue of his eyes sparkled like the depths of the crystal sea. He was a beautiful man and it still seemed hard to fathom that he was all hers. She could barely contain her emotions as she lay motionless in their near kiss. “You could never disappoint me, Gustaf. Knowing you are eager to share our union with your family is more than I could hope. I have been without a family for so long and to be united with yours is an honor I cannot put into words.”

His smile stroked her all the way to her soul and the anticipation of his mouth meeting hers consumed her whole being. Nothing mattered except this moment, this kiss that made her keenly aware of her heart beating in her chest. Her entire body tingled as his lips finally made contact and her will to tolerate much more of this deliberate torture disintegrated in an upwelling of exhilaration.

She arched into him, craving the feel of his hard body against hers. It had felt like forever since he’d touched her intimately, despite that it had been only a few days. She hated going a single moment without his touch and drew toward him like a delicate flower in desperate need of warm sunlight.

He forced his body over hers and cupped the underside of her breast as he ground his erection into her sex, now swollen and aching with need. There was so much passion in this one little kiss that it seemed to surpass all others in comparison.

She shifted beneath him and opened her legs, eager for him to pull up her tunic and bury his rock hard shaft inside her. As she felt his arousal more prevalent against her flesh, she was reminded of the previous promise he’d made to her: This will not be last time you feel my arousal at dawn. One morning when we are without eyes, I will have you.

She hoped this very morning was the instance he’d relinquish his vow. Wrapping her legs around his back, she encouraged him, giving him permission to take her in the fashion she knew he longed for. “Throw your temperance aside, m’lord. Please.”

He drew in a sharp breath and shuddered, his hands fisting the fabric of her kirtle at her hips, ready to hike it up. The hard scrape of his knuckles demanded his need for more persuasion.

“Aye, Gustaf. Take me.”

“I cannot,” he finally spat, breathing heavily. His jaw clenched and his eyes closed. The pain he endured of restraining himself cut across his face. “We are not alone. My men.”

His clipped words resounded in her head. “I was hoping you forgot about them.”

Gustaf sighed and let his forehead rest on hers. “All of me wishes I had.” He nudged himself against the open area of her thighs. “All of me.”

In one swift shove, he propelled his heavy body off hers and faced the fire, his breathing weighty and intense. Reaching between his legs, he shifted his burdensome erection and groaned. His chin fell to his chest and a long sigh heaved from his lungs. “Odin’s blood, you are but wicked temptation for the weak.”

Æsa sat up, feeling the strain of her sore muscles in the process. She ignored the sting of her aching back and touched his cheek, stroking his hair away from his tormented face. “Wicked enough to be punished?”

Gustaf stared at her, his eyes boring into hers. “Punished?”

She drew her finger over the hard angle of his jaw, down his neck and back up into the thick of his hair. “Call it what you will, but there is a fine line between punishment and pleasure. I have known great pleasure under the tenderness of your touch, but I long for more. I yearn to feel the wrath of the unchained warrior. To know what the abandonment of your restraint feels like between my thighs.”

She saw the column of his throat bob as he swallowed. Her words had struck him as hard as any blow to the gut, but she knew they likely caressed him like a warm tongue up his throbbing length.

“Perhaps having to abstain from your urges will force the wild animal from its barred enclosure when the time comes.”

“Perhaps,” he repeated, his voice cracking under duress.

She smiled and threaded her hands through his hair, wrenching his face closer to hers. “I can only hope.” With lust still blazing in his eyes, she took his lips and plundered his mouth with her tongue. As fiercely as she began the kiss, she broke away, capturing his wanton stare. “Sooner, rather than later.”


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  About the Author:

I am an author with a passionate interest in Irish and Norse history. I live in the rolling hills of Kentucky with my husband and two children on a beautiful secluded farm of horses and hay fields.

I am a sucker for a good cup of coffee (lots of cream and sugar...and whipped cream if I can get my hands on it), great conversation, and a lilting Irish accent. I love to read and I can't resist watching great epic historical movies.

From an early age, I've always had scenes playing out in my head. Whether it was a story with a moral or a tale with a twist, those ideas have never let me sleep until I wrote them out. And considering I have an eclectic ensemble of stories swarming in my brain at any given time, I write under a couple pen names to accommodate the various genre categories.

Renee Vincent
(Historical & Contemporary Adult Romance)
From the daunting, charismatic Vikings, to the charming, brazen Alpha male heroes of modern day, you'll be whisked away to a world filled with fast-paced adventure, unforgettable romance, and undying love.
Visit my website at

Gracie Lee Rose                               
(Lighthearted, Fancy-free Women's Fiction)
For those who love to read fun, wholesome, and endearing romantic stories that your mother, sister, friends, and daughters can enjoy.
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  1. Thank you so much for featuring my book today on your blog! I hope every one of your readers enjoys the post I made on Vikings and is intrigued enough to check out my new Viking romance The Temperate Warrior and enter my contest!

    Again, thank you for the spotlight!

    1. it was my pleasure! thanks for stopping by :D

  2. I feel like a creepy stalker following you around! LOL!

    I have always liked Scotsman and nevethought about Viking until I read your books. You, my lady, have changed converted me. Oh.... I won't ever stopping loving my Scotman but there is always room in my heart for a good, naughty, manly Viking!

    Thank you!

  3. LOL You crack me up, Sarah! I am so pleased that I was able to "convert" you to loving the Viking hero. And I agree...the Scotsman has a special place in my heart all because of Kim Killion. Gotta love those hunky heroes in kilts and kirtles!

  4. Considering I am half Danish, I do love me a viking. I used to tell my daughters they had viking genes and to stand tall - well, one was 6 ft tall and the other 5ft11in so tall they were. :) I am glad you were able to get into the basics of the vikings' lives. You know I adored your Raeliksen story and as soon as there is a break in the storm of getting my five stories squared around, I am getting to read the rest of your stories. Best of luck, Renee, with all of your writing.

    1. I know you've been super busy and you know I am so proud of your accomplishments. I'm a patient woman. I know eventually you'll get the time to read again LOL

      Your book is next on my list to read too! Just waiting for the holidays to pass as every day seems to be full with getting ready or kids' events at school.

      Thanks for stopping by and supporting me, Paisley!

  5. That was a great excerpt. Here's to many sales.

    1. Thanks a bunches, Ella! Good luck in the drawing!

  6. Great excerpt. I love historicals. I usually read historicals with highlanders, Vikings would be a great addition to my fantasy line up!
    Thanks for the giveaway.

    1. Thanks Cathy and I'm glad I could get you interested in Vikings now. Once you read a Viking romance, I think you'll be hooked.

  7. Renee,

    What a fabulous post! I've never before thought of Vikings as the perfect alpha heroes, but you've definitely captured my imagination. Thank you.

    1. Excellent! Another convert LOL

      Thanks for stopping by and entering the giveaway.

  8. I fell in love with Vikings when I first started reading 20 years ago. I picked up Heather Graham's Viking series and I totally lost my heart to them from that moment. I'm looking forward to reading yours. :)

  9. Oh you're talking. Heather Graham and Catherine Coulter write excellent Viking romance! I do hope you enjoy mine. Thanks for adding my books to your TBR list. I'm honored.

  10. Vikings do have that appeal...I guess I'm gonna have to try one or two of them out (lol)
    I've always stuck with my men in kilts so I don't know....They could find a place in my naughty little dreams :0)

  11. Oh, don't get me wrong, BJ! Highlanders are wonderful romance heroes, but Vikings are just as good. I think each have their place in our "naughty little dreams" as you so put it. LOL

    Thanks for entering and if you do get around to reading my books, I'd love to know your thoughts. Merry Christmas!

  12. I like the excerpt! After reading it, I guess I can trade my cute Highlander for one of your charming Vikings. Men wearing fur instead of a kilt could be also sexy!!! A lady can dream!!!

    1. haha yes, it's very easy to trade the kilt for fur! Imagine being wrapped up nice and warm under all that fur and pressed against all that muscle. YES A LADY CAN DREAM!

      Great to see you again. Good luck!

  13. Me again. I really liked the excerpt and congratulations again.


    1. Hey Harlie! So glad you stopped by. It is always nice to see you pop in, no matter how many times.

      Best of luck to you!

  14. I love your reasoning and your research. Pretty damn fond of you too! Congratulations on the new release!

    1. How did I not see this reply? I'm so sorry Margaret....

      Thanks for coming by and sharing in my release celebration.

  15. I love Vikings almost as much as Highlanders. Maybe because some of my ancestors hail from Norway. But mostly because Vikings are sexy fierce! Congrats on your new release! It's on my must-read list.

    1. Oh Jena, What I wouldn't give to have ancestors from Norway. You are one lucky woman!

      Thanks for putting my book on your list! I hope you enjoy it.

  16. Thank you for an interesting informative post, Renee. It made me want to read your wonderful book--again! I can't wait to read the next in the series. I know, I know--it takes way-y more time to write them than it does to read them. Best of luck with this book.

    1. I'm glad you liked it Cate. I can't wait for you to read the next in the series too and of course, your upcoming release. Woo hoo!

  17. Congrats on the release. Thanks for the great post and excerpt. Here's hoping you have many sales in the new year. I put this book at the top of my TBR pile.

    1. Thanks a million Joanne! Sorry I'm late to reply...somehow I didn't realize I had visitors. Thanks for adding my book to your TBR list!