" Her body swayed to a different rhythm. One as old as time. She didn’t care if they’d only met. All she could think of was the man in front of her. He oozed raw masculinity, even when he walked. Powerful. Intense. And Ivy desired him – to taste his full lips. Her only fear would be, if one kiss were not enough. "

― Mary Morgan , Quest of a Warrior (Legends of the Fenian Warriors, #1)