Note from Brynna – Ms. Wadsworth is giving away one ebook copy of Protector.  To enter, leave a comment with your email address. Winner announced March 1st.

Where do you hail from and what do you love most about your hometown?
I call New Zealand home. Where I live we
have white sand beaches for as far as the eye can see. My hubby and four
kiddies love to snorkel and swim–and I’m never far away from them when they
do.
Tell us about your latest book. What inspired the book?
Protector is about one young
Earth woman who discovers she is soul-bound to a prince from another world. I
love the fantasy romance genre, and being able to immerse myself in
world-building. With Protector the
other world is also an age-old time, where there are castles and kings, and
fighting forces who battle with the sword.
I was inspired to write this book when I
envisioned the world of Magio. I grabbed pen and paper and drew up a cast of
heroines and heroes, along with a scourge of villains. I set out several
storylines, and within a week had a series of books planned. Protector is the first book in that
series, and now I’m busy at work writing the others.
Do you have anything new in the works and can you tell us a bit about
it?
I’d
love to. Warrior is book two in this series I’ve spoken about. It’s the story
of Hope and Silas, and is set both within the Outback of Australia, and the
other world of Magio. I love combining both worlds. They come from opposing
nations, but are mated, their soul-bond causing havoc as Silas is drawn to aid
Hope in her endeavor to discover her unknown mother’s lost heritage. Theirs is
a journey which takes them deep into foreign lands. And I’m pleased to say Warrior
releases later this year on November 4th with Lyrical Press.
Who is your favorite author and why?
That’s got to be Nalini Singh. She has
some wonderful series out, but my favorite is her Guild Hunter Novels. It’s a
darkly seductive series of angelic rulers, and I’m always so intrigued by her
ability to world-build.
PROTECTOR
To love and protect…across worlds.
Eighteen-year-old Faith Stryker
is prepared to leap out into the unknown world beyond her home shores of New
Zealand to experience life. Only she never expected to encounter Magio, a
planet with two warring countries, where its people reach adulthood at eighteen
by coming into their strength and prophetic abilities. Only after Faith
discovers she’s a Halfling–thanks to her warrior father she’s never met–does
her own skill of forethought develop.
Peacio’s Prince Davio Loveria
is sent to the young Faith Stryker by his grandfather, but not all goes as
planned. Davio discovers Faith isn’t just a Halfling, she’s also his soul-bound
mate–an intense relationship he cannot, nor will not, give up.
With two wars now waging…one
of land and the other of the heart…can the young lovers find their place in the
world?
(Excerpt)
PROTECTOR
Davio leaned over
me, all six foot four of him, his warm honey-brown hair falling forward to curl
snugly around his neck, and I longed for him, just as I had during my first
sighting of him in the classroom.
“What’s happening
is the bond, my mate. It will become difficult for me to keep my distance both
physically and emotionally unless I leave and end this now.”
My heart hitched.
“You want to leave?” I swayed closer on impulse. “Is that how this bond works?
We find each other and then you leave?” God preserve his people if it did.
“No, it is not.
Those mated are bonded for life if we allow the link to grow. Except that would
be the most unwise choice for us to take. You are, quite clearly, neither from
my country nor from my world, and as such will have no allegiance to me or my
people. I have no wish to join with one who does not wish to join with me in
all ways. With that being the case, I will find another when the time is right.
As should you,” he added solemnly.
I frowned. Hold
on–did he just say he would be joining with another woman?
I bit my tongue.
That was good? I should leave it at that, right?
Jeez, what was
wrong with me for questioning that choice?
“I’m sorry. We
just met, and you’re right. Go find your, your–” Strangely, I struggled to get
the words out and finally gave up. “Well, have yourself a nice long life, and
all that.” I patted his chest roughly.
That was more like
me.
The clock ticked
and time slowed.
He didn’t move.
“Look at me.” He
tipped up my chin, directly staring at me. “This would never work.”
“I understand.
It’s been pretty awful meeting you too.” I leaned back, only to feel the
pressure of his hand move around my waist to the small of my back, preventing
me.
I moved to grip
his arm. “Okay, you were going.”
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