Kerry Freeman

Sexy Southern Romance

Kerry Freeman writes about sexy Southern men falling in love. She is published by Dreamspinner and Loose Id, and her books can be found at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and other retailers.

Available NOW:
One Last Road Trip, part of the Playing Ball anthology
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What We Deserve  is now in paperback!
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Wordy Wednesday Special Edition: An exclusive excerpt from The Druid Stone by Heidi Belleau and Violetta Vane

No, you haven't been sucked into a time warp. Today I'm bringing you a special Wordy Wednesday from Heidi Belleau and Violetta Vane, who are sharing an exclusive excerpt of their new book The Druid Stone.


Sean never asked to be an O'Hara, and he didn't ask to be cursed by one either.

After inheriting a hexed druid stone from his great-grandfather, Sean O’Hara starts reliving another man's torture and death...every single night. And only one person can help.

Cormac Kelly runs a paranormal investigation business and doesn't have time to deal with misinformed tourists like Sean. But Sean has real magic in his pocket, and even though Cormac is a descendant of legendary druids, he soon finds himself out of his depth...and not because Sean's the first man he's felt anything for in a long time.

The pair develop an unexpected and intensely sexual bond, but are threatened at every turn when Sean's case attracts the unwelcome attention of the mad sidhe lords of ancient Ireland. When Sean and Cormac are thrust backward in time to Ireland's violent history—and their own dark pasts—they must work together to escape the curse and save their fragile relationship.


It took three rings on the buzzer before he finally heard footsteps, trampling down a steep set of stairs by the sounds of things. He licked his palm and flattened a cowlick out of his hair. He hadn’t rested or washed or changed since he’d left Boston, and he was starting to feel a little worse for wear. Not the best way to make a first impression, but it would have to do.

The door swung open. “Siobhan, you bloody know I—”

The man stopped midsentence, staring wide-eyed at Sean and clinging to the doorknob as if he was about to fall over. He looked sleep-tousled, his face warmly flushed and his short sandy blond hair a bed-head mess of waves and curls. He was...shirtless. Abs. Chest. Hickey on his collarbone. No, three hickeys.

Sean forced himself to look back up at his face. Which wasn’t much better, actually, what with the shocking blue eyes and deep scores under his cheekbones, the sort of unconventionally handsome—weirdly compelling—sort of weathered look about him, the shallow lines in his forehead and at the corners of his eyes, looking more windblown than old.

Sean had tried not to build up a mental image of the guy. He probably doesn’t have a long white beard, he’d told himself. But the reality was so incongruous that he could hardly reconcile it.

“You’re Cormac Kelly?” he asked, a bit incredulous.

“I am.” Cormac sounded impatient. “Did you need something from the shop? Because sorry, it’s my day off, you’ll have to wait until Siobhan decides to drag her lazy arse out of bed.”

“No!” Sean protested. This is going all wrong. “I mean, the shop’s open. I don’t need anything from the shop. I’m here to see you. I’m—”

“Sean fucking O’Hara,” Cormac finished, groaning and smearing an exasperated hand down his tired face. Had he made that much of an impression? “Christ, I should have known—I should have predicted—”

“Can you do that?” Sean blurted. “I mean—”

“No, no I cannot. Now go the fuck away, there’s nothing I can do for you. Catch the next bus to New-grange with all the rest of the bloody sidhe-chasing tourists and leave me alone.”


The Druid Stone is available from Carina Press, Amazon, B&N and ARe. For other retailers and links to other stops on the blog tour, please visit You can can also get in touch with Violetta and Heidi at their websites.