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True Love is Eternal in "Return of the Raven" by Judith Sterling

Please welcome back my dear friend and Wild Rose Press sister, Judith Sterling! We're celebrating her new book release, Return of the Raven, (The Novels of Ravenwood, Book Five). Psst, I have mine already downloaded on my kindle.


The Tavern is serving its best mead, so grab a cup and let's hear what Judith has to say...

A Message from Judith Sterling



How It Feels to Finish a Series


Today marks the release of the fifth and final book in my medieval/time travel romance series, The Novels of Ravenwood. Yes, I feel a sense of accomplishment, but it’s also bittersweet. I love the characters and their world, and I’ll miss them. How could I not? We’ve spent a good portion of the past five years together.


For many authors, their books are their children. I understand completely! You create a new life, help it mature and flourish, then send it forth, hoping it will live with joy and purpose and serve the world in positive ways. When you write a series, you create a whole, interconnected family. Each child is unique, yet the bond with its siblings is undeniable. As the family grows, the love multiplies and becomes a comfort in and of itself.


I suppose finishing a series is like sending your kids to college. That experience looms before me, as my twin boys are 16, going on 17 (rather like the song in The Sound of Music!). I can promise you, there will be some ugly crying when the time comes. I’ve had a foretaste with Return of the Raven. Tears welled in my eyes a number of times as I wrote the last two chapters, and at one point, I bawled like a baby. But I also smiled a great deal. I’d done justice to the characters and the overarching story I envisioned when first plotting the series years ago.




Margaret, Lady Ravenwood, is trapped in a loveless marriage and firmly entrenched in the medieval world. Along comes Griffin Nightshade, a historian from the future whose soul resonates with hers. He persuades her to return with him to the 1950s, but heeding her heart means courting danger from a curse that could spell her doom.


Haunted by his parents' sudden deaths, Griffin knows all too well the pain born of love lost. He guards his emotions, but Margaret delves deep and goes straight to the soul. She's hard to resist…and harder to set free.


The heart's desire and history's demands don't always agree. Yet true love is eternal.


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A Sneak Preview from Return of the Raven


Dressed in blue-striped pajamas, Griffin stood in front of his bed. His gaze shifted back and forth between two books. Usually, he was a decisive reader, but tonight was different. He’d had Margaret on the mind the entire time he perused the library shelves, and even now, the sound of her bathwater filling the tub next door plagued his focus.


Nevertheless, he’d narrowed the choice to two books: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Hound of the Baskervilles or Dennis Wheatley’s The Devil Rides Out. He’d read both before and enjoyed them immensely, so he couldn’t go wrong with either one.


So what’s it going to be? Murder on the moors or black magic on Salisbury Plain?


Margaret’s clear-toned voice penetrated the wall between their bedrooms. She was humming the first part of the sonata he’d played tonight. Not only did she have an ear for language; she also had one for music. She had perfect pitch, too, as did he, which allowed him to discern that she hummed the exact same notes he’d played on the Steinway. Her singing voice was just as lovely as he’d imagined it might be.


His brow furrowed. He had no business imagining anything about her, least of all her naked body slipping into a warm bath and—


Stop! He huffed and rubbed his mouth with his hand. Then he refocused his attention on the books for the umpteenth time. Come on now. Murder or magic? Magic or murder?

“Griff!” A note of panic tinged her voice.


Meg! In trouble!


He dashed into the hall and into her bedroom, then flung open the bathroom door. She stood in the bathtub, clad in bubbles whose brethren spilled over the side of the tub onto the floor. Luckily, the white foam covered all but her neck, head, and one shoulder.


“There’s too much of it.” She gestured to the mess and sent a cluster of bubbles flying through the air.


“I can see that. Are you hurt?”


“No, just unnerved. They kept building and building until I feared they might cover the entire chamber.”


“First, let’s turn off the water.” He reached into the sea of foam, found the faucets, and twisted each one in turn. “How much of the soapy liquid did you use?”


“The whole bottle.”


His eyes widened. “Well, that explains it. Only a small amount is necessary.”


“When Hannah showed me how to use it, she simply turned the bottle upside down to demonstrate pouring. I assumed all of the liquid was needed.” With a rueful expression, she looked around her. “Obviously not.”


She was adorable. And underneath those bubbles, she was nude. Time to go!


“Well, I’m glad ʼtwas nothing serious. I’ll just be going now.” With an about face, he headed for the door.


“Wait.”


Uh oh. What does she want now? He turned back around.


“I must know something, and you’re the only one who can help me know it.”


A warning bell pealed in his mind and urged his heart to quicken its pace. “What do you want to know?”


“Earlier, you called me attractive, but you haven’t seen all of me.”


Only by the grace of those bubbles! Did she intend to bare all? No…modesty would prevent that. But the look in her eye—that steady gleam of determination—made him nervous. “Surely you don’t mean—”


“I do. All of my married life, Evoric has mocked me and deemed me unappealing.”


“To him mayhap.” Or eunuchs. Otherwise…


Adamantly, she shook her head. “To all men. Or so he says.”


He is such a sleaze. “He’s just trying to make excuses for his own failure.”


“That may be, but I’ll never know for certain unless you look upon me yourself and give me your honest opinion.”


Dear God. How did I get myself into this mess? “I really think ʼtis better if—”


“Griff.” Her violet eyes pleaded with him. “I know I’ve asked a lot from you, but I need this. Otherwise, I’ll wonder about it the rest of my life.”


How could he deny her the chance to rebuild her self-confidence? He took a deep breath, pushed it out, and braced for what would come. “Very well. Show yourself to me.”

Meet the Author


Judith Sterling is an award-winning author whose love of history and passion for the paranormal infuse everything she writes. Whether penning medieval romance (The Novels of Ravenwood) or young adult paranormal fantasy (the Guardians of Erin series), her favorite themes include true love, destiny, time travel, healing, redemption, and finding the hidden magic which exists all around us. She loves to share that magic with readers and whisk them far away from their troubles, particularly to locations in the British Isles.


Her nonfiction books, written under Judith Marshall, have been translated into multiple languages. She has an MA in linguistics and a BA in history, with a minor in British Studies. Born in that sauna called Florida, she craved cooler climes, and once the travel bug bit, she lived in England, Scotland, Sweden, Wisconsin, Virginia, and on the island of Nantucket. She currently lives in Salem, Massachusetts with her husband and their identical twin sons.


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