Echoes In Time

After receiving a dragon brooch from a distant great aunt, twenty-first century historian Kestrel Lancaster finds herself in fifteenth century England. With six armored men riding toward her, bloody swords raised high in the air, horrified looks on their faces. But like a dream, a dark knight rides into the fray and saves her from them all. She doesn't know whether to thank him for keeping her alive or curse him for it.

NYC Detective Michael Pendridge doesn't have to think about all he's lost since the day he put on the uniform eleven years ago. The ghosts are always there, fresh in his mind. It has taken everyone he's allowed himself to care about. It has wrenched compassion from his heart and replaced it with the hard shell of apathy. But justice is in his blood. Even after rubbing a brooch and being sent back to eighteenth century England, one of the first things he witnesses is a beautiful pickpocket who will lead him on a journey where he will find himself again.

When actress Camelee Pendrey is hurled back in time a thousand years and finds herself caught under the nets of deadly-looking men on horseback, she's sure of one thing: she will never survive. Eleventh century Britain is nothing as she imagined. To begin with, there is a Dane on the throne! Worse, there's one in her bed. They are everywhere. Conquering, capturing, enslaving the Saxons acre by acre. But Camelee isn't a Saxon, and she's nobody's servant. Not even the deadly Viking who claims to own her and then promises to own her heart as well.