Touch of Enchantment

Touch of Enchantment

by Teresa Medeiros

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From the bestselling author of Breath of Magic and Shadows and Lace comes a beguiling new time-travel love story in the hilarious, magical voice that has made Teresa Medeiros one of the nation's most beloved romance writers.

Heiress Tabitha Lennox considered her paranormal talents more a curse than a gift. So she dedicated her life to the cold, rational world of science. Until the day she examined the mysterious amulet her mother had left her and found herself catapulted seven centuries into the past—directly into the path of a rearing black charger ridden by a chain-mailed warrior.

Sir Colin of Ravenshaw had returned from the Crusades to find his castle in ruins, his enemy poised to overrun the land where generations of Ravenshaws had ruled. The last thing he expected was to half trample a damsel with odd garb and even odder manners. But it is her strange talent that will create trouble beyond Colin's wildest imaginings. For everyone knows that a witch must be burned...but it is Colin's heart that is aflame, over an enchanting woman he must not love, yet cannot live without.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780307785411
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 01/26/2011
Series: Lennox Family Magic , #2
Sold by: Random House
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 352
Sales rank: 96,425
File size: 4 MB

About the Author

Bestselling author Teresa Medieros was chosen as one of the Top Ten Favorite Romance Authors by Affair de Coeur magazine and has won the Romantic Times Reviewer's Choice Award for Best Historical Love and Laughter. A former Army brat and a registered nurse, she wrote her first novel at the age of twenty-one and has since gone on to win the hearts of critics and readers alike. The author of thirteen novels, Teresa makes her home in Kentucky with her husband and two cats.

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He thought the creature was female, but he couldn't be sure.  Any hint of its sex was buried beneath a shapeless tunic and a pair of loose leggings.  It blinked up at him, its gray eyes startlingly large in its pallid face.

"Who the hell are you?" he growled.  "Did that murdering bastard send you to ambush me?"

It lifted its cupped hands a few inches off the ground.  "Do I look like someone sent to ambush you?"

The thing had a point.  It wore no armor and carried no weapon that he could see unless you counted those beseeching gray eyes.  Definitely female, he decided with a grunt of mingled relief and pain.  He might have been too long without a woman, but he'd yet to be swayed by any of the pretty young lads a few of his more jaded comrades favored.

He steadied his grip on the sword, hoping the woman hadn't seen it waver.  His chest heaved with exhaustion and he was forced to shake the sweat from his eyes before stealing a desperate glance over his shoulder.

The forest betrayed no sign of pursuit, freeing him to return his attention to his trembling captive.  "Have you no answer for my question?  Who the hell are you?"

To his surprise, the surly demand ignited a spark of spirit in the wench's eyes.  "Wait just a minute!  Maybe the question should be who the hell are you?"  Her eyes narrowed in a suspicious glare.  "Don't I know you?" She began to mutter beneath her breath as she studied his face, making him wonder if he hadn't snared a lunatic.  "Trim the hair.  Give him a shave and a bath.  Spritz him with Brut and slip him into an off-the-rack suit.  Ah-ha!" she crowed.  "You're George, aren't you?  George....George...?"  She snapped her fingers.  "George Ruggles from Accounting!"  She slanted him a glance that was almost coy.  "'Fess up now, Georgie boy.  Did Daddy offer you a raise to play knight in shining armor to my damsel in distress?"

His jaw went slack with shock as she swatted his sword aside and scrambled to her feet, brushing the grass from her shapely rump with both hands.  "You can confide in me, you know.  I promise it won't affect your Yearly Performance Evaluation."

She was taller than he had expected, taller than any woman of his acquaintance. But far more disconcerting than her height was her brash attitude.  Since he'd been old enough to wield a sword, he'd never met anyone, man or woman, who wasn't afraid of him.

The sun was beating down on his head like an anvil.  He clenched his teeth against a fresh wave of pain.  "You may call me George if it pleases you, my lady, but 'tis not my name."

She paced around him, making the horse prance and shy away from her.  "Should I call you Prince then?  Or will Mr. Charming do?  And what would you like to call me?  Guenevere perhaps?"  She touched a hand to her rumpled hair and batted her sandy eyelashes at him.  "Or would you prefer Rapunzel?"

His ears burned beneath her incomprehensible taunts.  He could think of several names he'd like to call her, none of them flattering.  A small black cat appeared out of nowhere to scamper at her heels, forcing him to rein his stallion in tighter or risk trampling them both.  Each nervous shuffle of the horse's hooves jarred his aching bones.

She eyed his cracked leather gauntlets and tarnished chain mail with blatant derision.  "So where's your shining armor, Lancelot?  Is it back at the condo being polished or did you send it out to the dry cleaners?"

She paced behind him again.  All the better to slide a blade between his ribs, he thought dourly.  Resisting the urge to clutch his shoulder, he wheeled the horse around to face her.  The simple motion made his ears ring and his head spin.

"Cease your infernal pacing, woman!" he bellowed.  "Or I'll--"  He hesitated, at a loss to come up with a threat vile enough to stifle this chattering harpy.

She flinched, but the cowed look in her eyes was quickly replaced by defiance. "Or you'll what?" she demanded, resting her hands on her hips.  "Carry me off to your castle and ravish me?  Chop my saucy little head off?"  She shook that head in disgust.  "I can't believe Mama thought I'd fall for this chauvinistic crap.  Why didn't she just hire a mugger to knock me over the head and steal my purse?"

She marched away from him.  Ignoring the warning throb of his muscles, he drove the horse into her path.  Before she could change course again, he hefted his sword and nudged aside the fabric of her tunic, bringing the blade's tip to bear against the swell of her left breast.  Her eyes widened and she took several hasty steps backward.  He urged the stallion forward, pinioning her against the trunk of a slender oak.  As her gaze met his, he would have almost sworn he could feel her heart thundering beneath the blade's dangerous caress.

A mixture of fear and doubt flickered through her eyes.  "This isn't funny anymore, Mr. Ruggles," she said softly.  "I hope you've kept your resume current, because after I tell my father about this little incident, you'll probably be needing it."

She reached for his blade with a trembling hand, stirring reluctant admiration in him.  But when she jerked her hand back, her fingertips were smeared with blood.

At first he feared he had pricked her in his clumsiness.  An old shame quickened in his gut, no less keen for its familiarity.  He'd striven not to harm any woman since he'd sworn off breaking hearts.

She did not yelp in distress or melt into a swoon.  She simply stared at her hand as if seeing it for the first time.  "Doesn't feel like ketchup," she muttered, her words even more inexplicable than her actions.  She sniffed at her fingers.  "Or smell like cherry cough syrup."

She glanced down at her chest.  A thin thread of blood trickled between her breasts, affirming his fears.  But as her bewildered gaze met his and the ringing in his ears deepened to an inescapable roaring, he realized what she had already discovered.  'Twas not her blood staining her breast, but his own. His blood seeping from his body in welling drops that were rapidly becoming a steady trickle down the blade of his sword.  Horror buffeted him as he realized it was he, and not she, who was in danger of swooning.  The sword slipped from his numb fingers, tumbling harmlessly to the grass.

He slumped over the horse's neck, clutching at the coarse mane.  He could feel his powerful legs weakening, betrayed by the weight of the chain mail that was supposed to protect him.  Sweat trickled into his eyes, its relentless sting blinding him.

"Go," he gritted out.  "Leave me be."

At first he thought she would obey.  He heard her skitter sideways, then hesitate, poised on the brink of flight.

His flesh felt as if it were tearing from his bones as he summoned one last burst of strength to roar, "I bid you to leave my sight, woman.  Now!"

The effort shredded the tatters of his will.  He could almost feel his pride crumbling along with his resolve, forcing him to choke out the one word he detested above all others.  "Please..."

Swaying in the saddle, he pried open his eyes to cast her a beseeching glance. Sir Colin of Ravenshaw had never fallen before anyone, especially not a woman.

And in the end he didn't fall before this one either.

He fell on her.

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Touch of Enchantment 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 55 reviews.
Pamelangel More than 1 year ago
I love historical time travel and this meets all the criteria for a wonderful adventure. Sit back, relax with your favorite beverage to enjoy this great read. If you love knights in shining armor, historical romance, comedic leading feminine characters with a little magic thrown in the mix you will enjoy this book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
One of her bests! For all those making a big deal about the dragon, its only in like four pages and the main character is a witch! Geeze
samw2011 More than 1 year ago
Very sweet, romantic story. I love her books.
Colbe Moe More than 1 year ago
I laughed a few times but in general this book just didn't do it for me.
RomanceReaderCC More than 1 year ago
I know the other reviews are wonderful, and I do not have a problem with the authors writing. It's the female characters that bother me. I understand that in her novels the author is presenting a "strong" female character. However, I find them mouthy and obnoxious. The male characters fall right into place; strong, handsome, virile, etc. The females in these stories seem to always "get the last word in". They have way too many quick retorts. Instead of gaining my support, and empathy throughout the storyline, I found myself wishing I could stick an apple in their mouths just to shut them up! A few humorous quips are fine but these women are ridiculous. I depend on these reviews before I make my purchases. I would have appreciated a reviewer that voiced this.
Guest More than 1 year ago
All of Teresa M's books sweep you away into a world you'll never want to leave. This one was no exception!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read this novel based on the successful writings of Medeiros. I was completely disappointed. The magic was a rip off of television sitcom comedies. The MENSA member, heroine was just plain stupid. Even for a time travel romance the plot was simply unbelievable. This novel went out of the realm of even the fantasies of romance readers. I can't speak for all romance readers, but I like to read a fantasy that is almost plausible. I think that Medieros may have been mixing up the romance, which appeals to adults, with some childhood fairy tales. Rocks turning into rose petals and amulet wearing dragons..haven't we seen that somewhere before?
VirginiaGill on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I love that the author revisited the Lennox family and introduced us all to Tristan and Arian's daughter. This was a delightful tale that had me heaving a big sigh of both contentment and envy. Oh to truly have a knight in shining armor...
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One of my absolute favorite books written by this author. Actually read this book before A Breath of Magic and fell in love with it. It has time travel, magic, romance, comedy!
GerreK More than 1 year ago
Entertaining time travel love story. The characters are fun and likable.
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