In 898 AD she wasn’t just from another land.

Wrecking a marriage is generally no problem for the divorce obtaining, Lady Malice Mallender. But she faces a dilemma when she’s asked to ruin her own. Just how businesslike should she remain when the marriage was never consummated and kissing her husband leads to Sin--a handsome Viking who wants her for a bed slave in name only?

She came from another time.

Viking raider Sin Gudrunsson wants one thing. To marry his childhood sweetheart. Only she’s left him before, so he needs to keep her on her toes, and a bed slave, in name only, seems just the thing. Until he meets Malice.

One kiss is all it takes to flash between two worlds

But when one kiss is no longer enough, which will it be?  Regency London? Or Viking Norway? Will Malice learn what governs the flashes? Can Sin?

Where worlds collide can love melt the iciest heart

The Viking and The Courtesan

"Malice . .. I am vexed you think so little of me that I would do that and set the law on you into the bargain . . .” 


Her heart pounded so loudly it drowned the strains of the Haydn minuet drifting through the open doors and the fountain tinkling yards from where she stood. After all these years. Years in which she had waited. Had abandoned hope. Lived like a drudge at times on a penurious income. She finally had him at a disadvantage. 


 “So you can live in a state you should like to become accustomed to? Ruining her as you have me?” 


“Well, the thing is, the thing was, I had no choice regarding the law. That woman you sent to do whatever she was meant to do, she let you down very badly.” 


 “I’m sure that your other ladies aren’t so work shy. Why, your business came highly recommended. But that woman . . .” 


CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR