The Last Viking

“Sandra Hill writes stories that tickle the funnybone and touch the heart.”
—Susan Wiggs, New York Times bestselling author

When a rugged, uncouth, almost impossibly manly Viking warrior from ten centuries earlier magically appears in the living room of a beautiful, bewildered Medieval historian, you can just imagine the passion and hilarity that ensue—especially considering that the storyteller is the incomparable New York Times bestseller Sandra Hill! The undisputed Queen of Viking romance, Hill is at her sexy and hysterical best with The Last Viking—further proof that she, “always delivers smart, sexy, laugh-out-loud action” (Christine Feehan).

He wore nothing but a leather tunic, spokein an ancient tongue . . . and he was standing in Professor Meredith Foster's living room.

The medieval historian told herself he was partof a practical joke, but with his wide gold belt,callused hands, and the rabbit roasting inher fireplace, the brawny stranger seemed so . . . authentic.

Suddenly Meredith was mesmerized by hisbronzed, muscular form, and her bodysurrendered to the fantasy that Geirolf Ericssonreally was a Viking from a thousand years ago,sent only to pleasure her. But as she tried toteach him to eat spaghetti and use a computer,she realized he knew an awful lot about thetenth century—and so little about this one.And as he helped her fulfill her grandfather'sdream of re-creating a Viking ship,he awakened her to dreams of her own.Until she wondered if the hand of fate hadthrust her into the loving arms of . . . The Last Viking