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When Rowan Bradley inherits an Irish castle—relocated to Arizona by her late uncle—she doesn't know it comes with a handsome, muscular, and six-foot-tall sidhe warrior who's been cursed by the Goddess Danu and bound to the castle until he's completed three tasks!

As Warrior and Bard, Cullen has always stood ready to defend his people and record their important events, but never be a true part of their lives. After centuries of loneliness, however, he meets Rowan and finally finds a love for all time.

But will Rowan and Cullen's love be strong enough to defy a goddess and overcome the curse?

It had been five hundred years since he'd lain with any female—sidhe or human. Now he held a woman whose presence had stirred his blood and roused his cock from the moment he'd seen her high on the wall-walk two weeks earlier with the wind blowing her auburn hair and the look of distant memories in her emerald eyes.

“Rowan, miurnin,” he murmured, tenderly laying her on the high, canopied bed in a room filled with the golden glow of sunset.

“What?” Slowly she raised one hand and touched the side of his face.

“Miurnin means sweetheart.” He turned his head to kiss the palm of her hand and breathe in her intoxicating scent.

She gazed at him as if searching for a different truth.

Gently, in spite of his raging hard-on, Cullen said, “Did that bastard, Jeffrey, make you doubt terms of endearment?”

“He called every female, 'Sweetheart.'”

Cullen nodded. “A lazy fucker.”

Rowan's eyes widened. “Lazy?”

“Sure,” Cullen traced her lips with one finger, wondering how soon he dared to kiss her again. “He can't be bothered to remember the name of every woman he screws, so he calls all of them 'Sweetheart.'”

Cullen felt the impact of her gaze as she studied his expression. “And you call me, miurnin, sweetheart because…?”

“Because of this…” Kneeling on the bed beside her, he lowered his head and took her mouth in a long, hungry kiss.

After a moment's hesitation, she returned his kisses with growing passion. While her lips and tongue tangled with his, she slid her hands up his skin inside his t-shirt and gripped his bare waist.

“Do you want my shirt off? He murmured against her lips.

“Let me.” She pushed against his chest. Obligingly, he sat up, wondering what was going through her female mind.

She rose, going up on her knees. Silently, she gathered the bottom of his cotton shirt and drew it slowly over his head as if unveiling one of her paintings for a favored client's approval.

Carefully, she folded the t-shirt and set it aside, then lifted her eyes and studied him with the intensity of an art critic.

“Good muscle definition,” she said, tracing the bottom curve of each pectoral muscle. His skin twitched. Invisible sparks followed the path her hands made.

His dick grew painfully hard.

“Excellent use of light and dark to enhance detail.” Her fingers strayed higher and spiraled around each nipple—forging a sensuous path without touching the taut buds aching to be stroked.

“Get on with it,” he muttered—curling his hands in fists to keep from touching her.

She raised her chin in fake haughtiness. “My good fellow,” her eyes gleamed with laughter, “expert art appraisal cannot be rushed.”

“This Goodfellow,” he said in a low tone, “is losing patience.”

“It is written, 'All things come to he who waits.'” She brushed two fingers against one nipple and then the other--and he wanted to explode.

“Finish the damned inventory,” he growled, “before I embarrass myself like a fuckin' teenager.”

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5 Angels
“Ms. Reid has written a book that has a past, present, and the readers hope will be a future between two people who deserve to be happy. I wanted Cullen to put Jeffery in his place when he came after Rowan again, just because he thought he'd had her cowered. Rowan shows that she may have been once but has learned with the help of Cullen that she was stronger than she even knew she was. You feel the faith and love that Cullen has for her, and when he shows her how much he loves her, you need the air conditioner set on high to cool off. These two generate enough heat to make your computer work at not melting along with you. I know I kept hearing the fan go on whenever the love scenes between these two came on the pages. I highly recommend reading Sidhe Warrior to anyone who loves a story that engages all the emotions that as a reader we want to feel.” Reviewed by: Donna, Fallen Angel Reviews

“SIDHE WARRIOR is a sexually charged paranormal romance. The characters come to life with vivid descriptions and a well thought out storyline. April Reid never lets her readers down. They can always expect hot heroes, strong heroines and plenty of steamy love scenes.” …Tami Sutton

3 Stars
“Descriptive prose and likeable characters will have readers absorbed in this tale of redemption and love. The plot development is seamless, and the love scenes are sensual. Overall, this is an exciting story with well-rounded characters that's sure to entertain.” - Reviewed by Keitha Hart Oct. www.RomanticTimes.com