Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Read an excerpt from The Battle is O'er (Blue Bells Chronicles #5) by Laura Vosika

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Welcome to the book tour for The Battle is O'er, the fifth and final book in the Blue Bells Chronicles by Laura Vosika. Today I have an exclusive excerpt for you to check out before you download it on your favorite reading platform. Be sure to check out the other books in the series and enter the giveaway at the end!

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The Battle is O'er
(The Blue Bells Chronicles #5)
By Laura Vosika
Historical Time Travel, Fantasy
Paperback & ebook, 470 pages
March 23rd 2018 by Gabriel's Horn Press

In the gripping conclusion to The Blue Bells Chronicles, just as Shawn is steadily regaining all he feared he had lost forever—his career, his son, and even Amy’s heart—he learns of MacDougall’s vengeance against Niall, for the act Shawn himself committed. He wrestles with a prophecy and an ancient letter that never changes, a letter that details the fate of his own son, if he cannot stop it—and possibly the fate of the world itself, as he learns of Simon Beaumont’s plan to use his knowledge of the future to destroy it.

Shawn’s selfishness once cost him everything. His newfound selflessness may do the same.

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Read an excerpt:
Niall and Company Meet Christina Coming Home
Scottish Highlands, December 1317
They were two days into the ride, when a scout came racing back to them, spurring his garron. “Lochmaben ahead!” he shouted joyfully. “Milady Christina rides with them!”
Cheers rose from the men of Glenmirril. Relief washed through Niall. Their ruse with James Angus had not entirely silenced the whispers, though Margaret had been stalwart in looking down her nose at those who did so, reprimanding them and silencing them. He was grateful the rumors had not diminished the love of the people of Glenmirril for Christina.
“I see them!”
Hugh’s roar smashed through Niall’s thoughts, yanking him back to—the present. The past.
There, rising up over the hill, he saw Lochmaben’s banner fluttering.
“Unfurl our colors!” the Laird shouted. The words were barely out of his mouth before Glenmirril’s pennant snapped in the cold breeze.
A call sounded from the troops on the hill, and suddenly, a rider broke from their ranks, her blue cloak billowing behind her as her mare cantered down the hill. Hugh and Niall slid from their mounts as Christina’s horse pranced to a stop before them. She threw herself from the animal, dropping to her knees before the Laird, still astride his garron.
She glanced at Hugh, and back to MacDonald, before bowing her head. “My lord,” she said in a rush, “I have been ungrateful.”
“Christina.” Hugh laid his hand on her shoulder.
She looked up to him, and back to MacDonald. “My lord, I’d no right, ever, to tell you no.” She turned her eyes back to Hugh and again to the Laird. “I am honored and blessed you have seen fit to give me such a good man as husband. Please, my lord, if I have not displeased you too much, I beg your forgiveness and wish to marry Hugh.”
Hugh pulled her to her feet. Their eyes met. “Will this make you happy, Christina?” he asked softly. “I wish only your happiness.”
Niall’s horse pranced a step backwards, stayed only by his hand on its reins. No. He heard the voice almost as clearly as he’d heard the words It’s a trap so many times. It wasn’t only Shawn he was thinking of, he knew. Like Christina herself, if he watched her marry Hugh, he would have to accept that Shawn was gone forever.
Christina bowed her head, but she spoke clearly. “You are a good man, Hugh. I am humbled, I am honored that you would have me.”
The Laird spoke. “Christina, my men will take you home. Hugh and Niall have work to do. When they return, you and Hugh shall wed.”
Niall wanted to speak; to shout, No, it’s wrong. He held his tongue.
Hugh wrapped his arms around Christina, around her blue cloak and flowing black hair. She laid her head on his chest, whispering, “Thank you.”
Niall’s heart sank. It was right. He knew it was right. It would silence the whispers. James Angus would have a father. They would be good for one another. But his insides screamed that it was all wrong. She didn’t belong with Hugh. It wasn’t the way the story was supposed to end.
“Lachlan, Owen, Hugh, Niall, Conal,” MacDonald said. “You’ve much to do.”
Hugh pulled away from Christina. “I’ll see you anon.” His voice was husky with emotion.
Her hand lay on his chest another moment, and she said, “God go with you,” before she took the reins of her mare.
Hugh mounted his horse and they turned for Creagsmalan. Niall glanced back as they rode past Lochmaben’s men. Christina, beside her mare, watched them go. He realized with a shock that even now, in some part of his heart, he had expected Shawn to return.

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About the Author


Laura Vosika is the author of the beloved series, The Blue Bells Chronicles, a tale of time travel, action and adventure, romance and redemption, ranging across modern and medieval Scotland. She runs Gabriel’s Horn Press, and is active in poetry as a member of the League of Minnesota Poets, routinely performing at local open mics. She has appeared in The Star Tribune, and on WCCO and Channel 12, and hosted Books and Brews with Laura Vosika on AM 950.



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- l winner will receive a print copy of Blue Bells of Scotland (book one in the series) and a Team Shawn or Team Angus t-shirt (US only)
- 1 winner will receive an ebook of Blue Bells of Scotland (open internationally)
- Ends June 27th

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