Forbidden

The Druid Chronicles

Book 1
Christina Phillips
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"Forbidden is a delightful read and one you are sure to enjoy if you like historical romance with a lot of sizzle and a dash of magic that will take your breath away. Enjoy!” Susan, Night Owl Romance


Between a warrior and a princess comes an erotic passion as all-consuming as the hatred between their warring worlds…

Carys knew from the moment she first spied on Maximus in his naked barbarian glory that he was a dangerous Roman centurion – his taut, battle-scarred flesh marking him as a fearless warrior. But her desire for him was as undeniable as it was illicit.

Charged by his emperor to eliminate a clan of powerful Druids in Britain, Maximus never expects his mission to be thwarted by the clan’s ethereal princess, Carys, his daring voyeur. Falling under her spell, he doesn’t realize her true heritage – until he captures her heart as well as her body.

As Carys’ loyalties are twisted, and freedom is no longer her single-minded obsession, an avenging former lover threatens to crush Maximus’ people into oblivion. Now Carys and Maximus must overcome the devastation of war and face the ultimate sacrifice if their forbidden love is to survive.

Forbidden was previously published by Penguin US

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About the author

Christina Phillips is an ex-pat Brit who now lives in sunny Western Australia with her high school sweetheart and their family. She enjoys writing contemporary, historical and paranormal romance where the stories sizzle and the heroine brings her hero to his knees. Christina is addicted to good coffee, expensive chocolate and bad boy heroes. She is also owned by three gorgeous cats who are convinced the universe revolves around their needs. As in all things, they are not wrong.

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Christina Phillips
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Published on
Aug 1, 2016
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Pages
324
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ISBN
9780648004127
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Language
English
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Genres
Fiction / Romance / Fantasy
Fiction / Romance / Historical / Ancient World
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EXCERPT:
When I was a boy my father explained that the moon was full and that was how we determined the months of the seasons that came and went from warm to cold and back again.

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This harvest moon was different.

The friends I ran with all seemed to find girls to wander away with and I found myself alone, watching the dancers on the stage.

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