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Nighthawk: Sons of de Wolfe (De Wolfe Pack Series) by Kathryn Le Veque. Medieval Romance Release.

Nighthawk: Sons of de Wolfe (de Wolfe Pack Book 7) 
by USA Today and Amazon All-Star best-selling author Kathryn Le Veque.

"Le Veque writes... winning epics...." -- Publisher's Weekly

Publication date: February 21st, 2017

Genre: Medieval Romance

1271 A.D. - The Wolfe's greatest son is a man known as NIGHTHAWK.

Patrick de Wolfe is every bit his father's son - cunning, intelligent, and ruthless. An enormous man with his father's dark hair and his mother's pale green eyes, he's the man destined to lead William de Wolfe's great legacy. He is so great, in fact, that the king has personally asked for his service, as one of the king's personal body guards. On the eve of Patrick departing for this auspicious assignment, he finds himself caught up in a skirmish along the Scots border.

And a prize lands in his lap that will change his destiny.

A prize in the form of a Scots captive harboring a deadly and important secret, one that could bring war and destruction upon those who shelter her. When Brighton “Bridey” de Favereux is rescued by the powerful English knight, she is taken back to the massive fortress of Questing Castle, seat of the legendary de Wolfe family. Having known nothing but hardship and cruelty her entire life, she is surprised when they are kind to her. The English, who are supposed to be her mortal enemy, are gracious and generous. For the first time, she understands that people can be kind to each other.

And the kindest one of all is the man who saved her.

Some loves are unexpected while others are instantly realized. The love between Patrick and Brighton is something that comes from a deeper place of understanding and attraction, a powerful love that cannot be denied… but it is a love that may cost them both their very lives when Bridey's terrible secret is uncovered.

The tone of her voice speared him, ripping into him and embedding itself deep into his heart. One moment he was standing across the alley from her and in the next, he was sweeping her into his arms, lifting her off of the ground as his mouth slanted over hers. Brighton wrapped her arms around his neck, blocking out the world around them as he suckled on her lips. But it wasn’t enough and Patrick licked her lips, her teeth, snaking his tongue into her mouth and tasting her deliciousness as she gasped and whimpered in his arms. The kiss in the garden had been nothing like this.
This was heaven. The realization of dreams neither one of them ever realized they’d had.
“Patrick… my sweet Patrick,” Brighton breathed as he tore his mouth away from hers and devoured her cheeks, her jaw, her neck. “Never did I believe… Sweet Mary, how I hoped for this moment!”
That sweet, breathy gasp filled his veins with fire and he set her on her feet, backing her up against the wall and cupping her face between his two enormous hands. He kissed her soft mouth again, lingering over her tender lips, feeling such elation in his soul that he was giddy with it. He’d never felt like this in his entire life.
“I do not know if I hoped for it,” he whispered against her. “To be truthful, you terrified me. But your allure… it was impossible to resist. I cannot tell you when I realized I loved you, only that I did. I do. I am leaving for London next week and you are coming with me. It would destroy me to leave you behind.”
Brighton was weeping quiet and happy tears. “Atty,” she murmured as he kissed her wet cheeks. “My sweet, Atty. I love you, too. I have never known love before but I cannot imagine this joy is anything else. It embraces me and fills me until I cannot feel or think of anything but you. And I will love you until I die, I swear it.”
Atty. The nickname given to him as a child never sounded so wonderful, so endearing coming from her lips. He continued to hold her face in his hands, his lips on her forehead reverently.
“And I, you,” he whispered. “You and no other.”
Brighton sighed faintly, with great satisfaction. Her eyes closed as his lips moved over her face and down her temple. His hands left her face at that moment and he wrapped her up in his big arms, holding her tightly. He squeezed her until she grunted, but he didn’t stop squeezing and she didn’t seem to care. She was finally his and he would never, ever let her go.

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KATHRYN LE VEQUE is a USA TODAY Bestselling author, an Amazon All-Star author, and a #1 bestselling, award-winning, multi-published author in Medieval Historical Romance and Historical Fiction. She has been featured in the NEW YORK TIMES and on USA TODAY's HEA blog. In March 2015, Kathryn was the featured cover story for the March issue of InD'Tale Magazine, the premier Indie author magazine. She is also quintuple nominee (a record!) for the prestigious RONE awards for 2016.

Kathryn's Medieval Romance novels have been called 'detailed', 'highly romantic', and 'character-rich'. She crafts great adventures of love, battles, passion, and romance in the High Middle Ages. More than that, she writes for both women AND men - an unusual crossover for a romance author - and Kathryn has many male readers who enjoy her stories because of the male perspective, the action, and the adventure.


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