Well this was an improvement from book 3 for me!! I feel like I connected with the hero & heroine better. I loved the story, it definitely kept me interested. I also loved that some of the characters from previous books had their stories expanded on. This has definitely made me want to contin...
3 1/2Healing the Highland is a wonderfully romantic tale.Leah Noble has fled the future where she was tortured by Nuadian Fae and held captive for her healing abilities. When their own son threatens Leah’s ‘grandparents’ she seeks the help of clan MacKiernan. Though she fears the clan and the Fa...
Malcolm, has recently lost his wife, and blames himself for her death. Along with that, he is Laird of the Clan of MacGahan, and his sisters life is in danger from his older brother and he plans on rescuing her as soon as he can. Even though he is a descendant of Norse gods, he doesn't know how h...
Jeanne MacGhie marries Eymer Horvesson after finding herself pregnant by Captain Eric MacNicol who is all about his service to his laird and not about to marry soon. She doesn't tell him of the baby to force the marriage and instead marries the kind & gay Eymer to cover the pregnancy and give E a...
This was the way he wanted to start every morning for the rest of his life.Morning? His eyes popped open to confirm what his brain already knew. The beginnings of a new day edged the shutters in hazy purple.“Shit,” he grumbled, sliding his arm out from underneath his sleeping beauty.Arm retrieved...
Does this place meet with yer approval?” Brie struggled to keep the irritation out of her voice but failed to reach that goal. “Defensible enough,” Halldor murmured, lifting his head to scan the small glen. “Water for the animals. Shelter back under those rocks. Aye, it will do.” It had damned we...
Colin stared out the window of the speeding automobile, watching the unfamiliar scenery whip by. “If there’s any who can figure out a way for us to get you home, Pol is definitely the one.” Mairi reached back from her spot in the front passenger seat to pat his knee. “Try no to worry yerself so, ...
Though it was shock to hear them in her own voice, the words had come out, just as she’d been instructed to say them. She hadn’t choked on them or forgotten a single one. Assembled in the great hall before as many of the castle inhabitants as they’d been able to quickly round up, Malcolm MacDowyl...
Okay then, here it is again: no! How many times do I have to say the same thing over and over again before it finally sinks in with you guys? Nobody put me inside that arbor. I walked in there under my own power, of my own free will. Nobody hit me or forced me to do anything. Nobody else was even...