The Highlander’s Reward by Eliza Knight is the first in The Stolen Bride series and it was a very fun and enjoyable historical romance for me – actually one of my favorites to date. I listened to the audio version which is narrated by Corrie James and she does such a wonderful job of bringing thi...
I don’t know where writers get all their ideas from, but I love the variety I’ve been reading lately. Although some would consider it kidnapping, Arbella is rescued from the midst of a battle between King Edward Longshanks’ men and the army of William Wallace. Her rescuer takes her to his home un...
I really enjoy historical romance, especially stories about Highlanders. This is the second in the Stolen Brides series and it was pretty good. I'm having a problem with the men not being, well, manlier, in Knight's books. For instance, Blane seemed to be constantly running and/or hiding from ...
I was expecting a bit more than I got from this one.One the one hand the premise was cool - Emma Gordon is desperate to escape from her abusive husband, and when she finally takes the plunge (leaving him while they're traveling through his native Scotland) she ends up being drawn to the ruins of ...
MacDonald’s compact, blue Vauxhall, we pulled off the A90 onto Belford Road. We’d found Shona and Moira’s address in an old tattered phonebook—and I was exceedingly grateful, and surprised, that it wasn’t unlisted. I grabbed for the oh shit handle near the top of the passe...
“I’d have liked to see ye and your men take down a dozen of those cock-sucking vermin,” Laird MacLeod boomed taking a long draw from his ale. “Aye, as would I,” MacKinnon said. “’Twas one of the English bastards who killed my sister this summer past after abusing her relen...
One was my sister. One was my savior. And one my bitterest enemy. Knowing she was seen as a threat to the Queen she served, Lady Katherine Grey, legitimate heir to the throne, longs only for the comfort of a loving marriage and a quiet life far from the intrigue of the T...
Almost like they both worried this might be their last kiss. But it couldn’t be. He wouldn’t let it. Her mouth was too sweet. Too perfectly fit his own. This was his woman. Damn, he couldn’t be thinking like that unless… “Tell me to stop,” he said, ...
Daniel could practically feel fire blasting from Myra’s ears as he threatened to truss her up. Not that he actually would, but he couldn’t help teasing her about it. Her body was so stiff she could have been made from wood. One false move and she’d crack right down the center. He had to keep his ...
Someone was watching her. Intently. From the corner of her eye, she watched a tall male courtier approach, and the closer he came, the more she was aware of him—and just who he was. Her breathing was suddenly erratic and her heart skipped a beat. How did the man have the p...
She felt incredibly guilty about it, but she’d had no choice. Her stomach had pained her, but it was not from illness. It was from nerves. From memory. She was weak. She admitted that. A flaw she needed to work on. But she couldn’t rouse herself to face the world—and Grego...
The Junii Villa, 8 miles northwest of Rome It was a strong breeze that swept of the Tyrrenhian Sea, a breeze that was a breath from the gods, from Poseidon as he bellowed angrily at the land which he could not dominate. This summer season had been unusually warm and the sea breezes reflected t...
Holy, mother! She held her breath and then let it out in a slow whoosh. This was Holden, the man of her secret dreams. The man she’d accidently slept with, and enjoyed very much. The man she’d hurt greatly by admitting she thought he was someone else. Max would be livid if he ever found out. He d...
A muffled cry escaped her and she flailed, eyes popping open. Her vision blurred, she made out the white of the sky and a bunch of blobs of black and brown. A split-second later she landed hard in the dirt on her hip and elbow. The impact was shocking, and jarred her from ...
“My family will triple the coin the Rosses would give ye. They can take care of themselves. We’d welcome the war. I promise ye.” Tremors left over from Heather’s cry laced her words. Duncan shook his head and locked eyes with hers, which were rimmed red and a brighter blue...
Aaron ran a hand through his hair, and stared at the buzzer outside of Darla’s apartment. They’d separated after the rink, each of them going home to change. He was probably coming on too strong. One sort-of date at the cocoa shop, then he whisks her away from work to ice ...
She’d spent most of the night tossing and turning, wishing that she’d yanked open the door, after yelling at Rory and locking him out. She should have asked him to come inside. To tell her about her sister. To take her to Shona. To ask why he’d up and left; why he’d run away with her sister after...