A new twist on a timeless tale...
I really enjoyed the new twist on the old King
Arthur tale. I liked Gwen's new looks. You
kept my attention and it was well written,
nicely paced and filled with steam. Grab a
copy and enjoy it, I am.
Reviewed by Robin L. at My Book Cravings
Unlike other versions, this novel does not
center around Arthur, or Artorius in this case,
but revolves around Morgaine, Lancelot and
Gwenhwyfar. The characters are well defined.
Ms. Heckart's descriptive scenery is
absolutely magical creating an intensely
sexual twist of a classic legend.

Reviewed by Bonnie-Lass at Coffee Time Romance
Monday's Good Reads: Authors to Note

Kelley Heckart, White Rose of Avalon

"A friend of mine passed this sweet, eruptive
book on to me. At first I was really hesitant. I
mean, another King Arthurian story? And I
had never read an e book in my life! This is
so colourful! The old characters are all there,
but they are incredibly alive, and there are
lots of new twists on this classic (desire stirs
throughout a lot of the scenes), I wish that it
was longer.
Kelley Heckart's writing makes me wish for a
fireplace and a harp in the background."
Written by Tina-Sue Ducross

I stumbled across this wonderful blog post by
Tina-Sue Ducross, which she graciously allowed
me to post on my website in its entirety
Ruth at the Celtic Myth Podshow, click here:
My excerpt is featured
Special Episode SP03-
Lughnasadh 2008

They did an awesome job
and it was wonderful to
hear my writing brought to
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Cover Design by Karen Michelle Nutt
Do you like captivating, passionate historical fantasy featuring
King Arthur, Gwenhwyfar, Merlin, Nimue, Morgaine, and
Lancelot? Inspired by The Mists of Avalon, this sensual
retelling of the Arthurian romances brings these legendary
characters to life.

Destiny cannot be altered.

With Britannia falling to the Saxon hordes, Morgaine, Queen
of the Faeries, has no choice but to make a pact with the
Christian monks. She promises to give them a High King who
will unite the Britons against the Saxons if he takes a queen
from the faery realm. Morgaine hopes this will restore the
Goddess faith and return Avalon to its rightful place. She
sends Lancelot to guard the future High King, but when a love
potion falls into the wrong hands, all seems lost.
Gwenhwyfar is the only hope for the future, but betrayal,
revenge, and forbidden love surround her, all of which could
send both Britannia and Avalon into ruins.
Excerpt (PG-13)

A full moon lit up the grove on Avalon, spilling silvery blue
light onto the majestic oak trees and standing stones.
Morgaine needed the moon’s power to complete a spell, one
that would ensure the joining of Gwenhwyfar to Arthur. She
set the silver goblet on one of the flat altar stones. After
stepping back, she removed her short cloak of soft doeskin
lined at the bottom with powerful raven feathers. Her naked
skin glowed silver blue in the moonlight.

She turned her face toward the night sky, to the luminescent
orb, raising her arms to draw down the moon’s great power.
Chanting in an ancient language, her voice rose and fell with
the gentle spring breeze. Her skin prickled from the lightning-
like current whipping around her, the force of the magic
rising. She finished her spell, her body vibrating from the
power she unveiled, covered the goblet with a green silk
scarf, and reached for her cloak.

“You will not be needing that, my dark beauty.” Lancelot’s
rumbling voice flowed over her, brimming with longing. “I rode
hard to get here. I hope you don’t mind I smell of horse.”

She turned to him, unashamed of her nakedness. Her nipples
hardened at the sight of him dressed in his black armor. He
wore his sword sheathed on his back and his shield slung
over his shoulder on a strap. Raw maleness emanated from
him, and she recalled his courage on the battlefield.
Her desire rose, and her sex tingled. “Not at all, but I think we
have a problem. You are wearing too many clothes.”

An impish, lustful smile lit up his eyes. “I can remedy that, my
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