Could not complete this book. I got about halfway through Chapter 2 and decided 'oh well, it was a cheap amazon pick,' and gave up. How my progress went:-[heroine]... 'caught the wiff of rosemary.' - Wait, what? She's fearing for her life, not sure if she'll be raped and murdered, but she notices...
The wind picked up with the setting of the sun. Cold and hungry, her hands were numb. She hadn’t said a word since Lieutenant MacLeod had attacked her with such brutality and tossed her on the back of the horse. A dragoon rode on each side of her and there were two more in back. Ahead, Balfour to...
Of course she couldn’t leave the shop without something and now she scarcely could eat for the suffocating tightness of new stays. True, her shortness of breath might also be caused by beastly jitters hopping around in her stomach. Why on earth was she so nervous? She’d been around soldiers and o...
Blair was in charge of sending the outcasts home—those who had only arrived in hopes to be fed. God bless it, the day prior, William had watched Blair turn away a blind man and another with a peg leg. Next thing the lepers would be coming to fight. William didn’t even want to think about how to q...
He and Eva had returned only last eve and this morn, seated upon the dais in Dirleton’s great hall, it pleased William to see Andrew exit the stairwell…until he started walking. Wallace chewed a bite of sausage while he watched the man who had grown to become a dear friend stumble and sluggishly ...
He cast one aside and picked up the next, trying to focus. Ever present in his mind was the tempting prospect of returning to his chamber. Elspeth would be waiting for him. He pictured her lying naked atop the bedclothes.Young and lithe, she had quickly recovered from her wounds. During her conva...
She ignored Aleck’s command to go back inside and raced toward the MacGregor Chieftain. “My God, what happened?” Eoin shrugged away from his men’s grasp. “’Tis a scratch.” Fergus shook his head. “Laird MacIain drew his knife—’twas after Sir Eoin had...
He’d arrived ahead of the king’s sentry, but not by far. The rider had given a proclamation to the town crier, who announced the Earl of Northumberland was accused of murdering the Earl of Mar and that every effort should be made to apprehend the criminal. Thank God I move...
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