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eBook Category: Romance/Science Fiction
eBook Description: During a dream the Lord of Highgrove Manor, Essex, who possesses a deep knowledge and fascination for ancient history, drops back in time to the year 450AD. When he meets Haesal, a noblewoman he is sent to rescue, Brys knows he has found the lover who has invaded his dreams. Haesal's belief in fairy folk and sorcerers helps her to better understand Brys's sudden appearance in her world. Most Celts have fled to the west of Britain, to evade the Germanic invaders. Brys realizes his mission is to see Haesal and her brother Ginald safely back to their home near Tintagel in Cornwall. The journey is long and hazardous and there are many dangers to be faced, not only on the road, but when they reach their destination.

eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc, Published: Wings ePress, Inc, 2003
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2004

3 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [1.5 MB], eReader (PDB) [305 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [315 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [278 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [262 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [306 KB], hiebook (KML) [708 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [408 KB], iSilo (PDB) [258 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [322 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [375 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [418 KB]
Words: 98926
Reading time: 282-395 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1-59088-130-3

Brys felt as if he d been punched in the stomach. Taking a harsh breath, he stared as if dumbstruck at the woman who sat on a low fur draped pallet in the middle of the room.

Touching the pendant, Brys hoped its magic would weave a spell to help him find the right words. She was so lovely that his heart somersaulted. The first meeting of their eyes hit him with the force of a skyrocket going off.

Hair the color of spun gold flowed to her shoulder blades in rich silky waves and threaded strands of ribbon contained the sides above her ears. Her simple white undertunic was covered by a green dress and girdled at the waist with a belt of hammered copper--the garment doing little to conceal perfectly rounded curves. The tunic didn't cover her shapely ankles.

She was gorgeous; breathtaking, and Brys knew her as well as he knew himself. He was face to face with his bewitching dream lover.

"This is Brys." Anstred broke the spell that seemed to have wound itself about him and the woman rose gracefully. Barely hesitating, she walked towards him, a slender hand outstretched.