Loving Jordan
copyright 2007, eXtasy Books
by Bonnie Rose Leigh
Genre: Paranormal
Available April, 2007
Odin, the father of the Norse Gods, has a dilemma. Does he let an honorable soldier languish in the halls of Valhalla to await Ragnorak or use him to further his own personal needs?
Jordan Michaels doesn’t know who her father is, and she doesn’t care. In fact, all she wants is to find her missing sister Bridget and discover why her mother is hiding the fact she’s taken a lover.
Fed up with politicians sending him to foreign soil where wars never seem to end, Ryan Connors leaves military service to help victims closer to home. When he finds himself inexplicably heading toward a little town in the middle of nowhere he finds a mission he’s more than ready to jump into.
Can Ryan help Jordan find her kidnapped sister and convince her to take a chance on love or will Odin demand he sacrifice his life to bring Bridget home?
Excerpt: Loving Jordan
PROLOGUE
In the highest level of the Norse universe, surrounded by a high wall of closely fitted stone blocks, dwelled Asgard, the homeland of the Warrior Gods. Behind these walls, Odin, the father of the Gods, sat on his throne in Valhalla and contemplated his latest prophetic vision.
It was commonly known amongst the Gods that he oft times used his visions to manipulate circumstances to suit his needs. This time would be no different. But how to go about it without irritating the Norns, the Norse Goddesses of fate?
Odin sighed in irritation and ran his fingers through his thick gray beard. If only he’d paid more attention to his human lovers after he’d ended their affairs, he wouldn’t be in the mess he was in.
His two ravens, Huginn and Muninn sat atop his shoulders and he turned to them with a baleful glare. “How could you have known about this and not informed me? You fly throughout Asgard and the human world to bring such news to me.”
He pounded his fist against the arms of Hlidskjalf, his golden throne. “You’re not named Thought and Memory for nothing, you know.”
Odin snorted and went back to sifting his fingers through his beard when the birds did naught but ignore his outrage. What he needed was firsthand knowledge of all the participants, then he could formulate his battle plan. And as God of War, battle plans were his specialty.
As the idea took root, Odin nodded in satisfaction. Yes, a trip to Earth would solve many of his current problems. Chief among them, escaping the wrath of his wife, Jord once word reached her about this latest proof of his indiscretions.
Why did the woman demand fidelity anyway? He had more than one wife for a reason. Or was it just his human lovers she despised?
He shrugged. No time to contemplate that now. He had arrangements to make.
As he made his way out of the hall, he turned toward the wolves keeping pace at his side. Freki and Geri accompanied him everywhere and were his only true companions. “How should I appear to the humans, on this trip, my friends? An elderly war veteran, a homeless man, or there’s the ever-popular grieving widower. Remember the time I appeared as.?”