Lusting For Covers (307) A Winter’s Rose

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It has been five years since King Stephen took the English throne. The border lands are fraught with tensions. Loyalties are uncertain. Only the strong will hold their lands, and behind every strong man is an even stronger woman.

Rosalynde, the youngest of five daughters, born to King Henry’s mistress, the White Witch of Ewyas, fears she and her sisters will be used as pawns in the wars to come. When her sisters are wrenched from the Blak Montayne Priory that has sheltered them since king Henry’s death, she alone escapes, only to find herself indebted to, of all men, a Scotsman, whose loyalties are in question.

Left to face the wrath of a new sovereign, Malcom MacKinnon must swear fealty to Stephen of Blois in order to keep the demesne he won through the slaying of his own grandsire. But if he does so, he shall pit himself against Scotland, and even his own sire. Yet even as he realizes there is no turning back, his beautiful charge may offer him more than he anticipated. Will giving in to his passion bring nations to war

Why I Lust After A Winter’s Rose?

I just adore this cover so much, not a big fan of the lettering, it could be a bit more polished but I love her dress, the way the wind is blowing and the stunning backdrop, its like a painting.

About Tanya Anne Crosby

Put a menu in front of me and I immediately don't know what I want. Fried green tomatoes with grits? Yep, OK. Fish? Sounds good, too. OK, so what are you having? I'll do that too. When it comes to shoes--forget it. I end up buying nothing because I can't make up my mind. Thank God I have a husband who has great tastes, or my closet might be empty. I'm one of those people who suffers from acute ambivalence given too many choices, but when it comes to what I wanted to do with my life, I've known that decidedly since the age of 12--and probably long before that. It all began once upon a time after a tonsillectomy, when the doc advised mom and dad they should reward me with anything I wanted (the key word here being anything). All I wanted was dad's typewriter. I got it, of course--a black, sporty Olympia I immediately set out to wearing the letters off the keys. So here I am all these years later, with sixteen books under my belt and a new one on the way ... still wearing the letters off keyboards ... and loving every minute