Eilean Donan Castle by DRW Photography

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Interview with Samanthya Wyatt

Interview with Samanthya Wyatt

1.      Tell us about yourself

I love romance. In my younger years I read every book I could get my hands on. When I couldn’t afford to buy them, I wrote my own stories. Lots of favorite films, but the greatest has to be “Gone with the Wind”. Love scary films too. “Touch” is my perfume. An elusive scent, not overpowering.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Triple Threat Romance Meet the Authors

Triple Threat Romance Meet the Authors Tour TTR Meet the Author Tour

Triple Threat Romance is a collective of three book addicted authors: Abbie Carlisle, Chelsea O'Neal, and Josette Reuel. They share a passion for the Paranormal and Fantasy Romance sub-genres. Sexy, Steamy, and in a world of their own making, they enjoy creating stories that readers can connect with and that can transport the reader to new worlds.

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Friday, December 12, 2014

Interview & Giveaway With Stephen MacKay

Interview of Stephen MacKay – Dragon Knight’s Medallion by Mary Morgan
Before I start with the interview with Stephen, I want you all to know how excited I was to be there to interview this man. It was hard to tear myself away from him when it was over, but I managed. He is quite hot ya know.

Kimi: Thank you for allowing me to do this interview, Stephen. Can you tell my readers where I am?

Stephen MacKay: Ye are in the great hall at Urquhart Castle. A certain Fenian Warrior was persuaded by my beautiful wife, Aileen, to bring ye here.  Read More Click Here


I haven't shown any beautiful stuff from Eilean Donan Castle in a while, so here are a few from DRW Photography. (I have permission to use these as long as they link to DRW page)

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Josette Reuel Cover Reveal

Josette Reuel Cover Reveal

Accepting the Bear: Cover Reveal
Presented by Evanlea's Bookshelf and Triple Threat Romance

And in...


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Please take a moment to check this out. Victoria Zak is a great Author and a wonderful person. 

Friday, December 5, 2014

Dragon Knight's Medallion

Dragon Knights Medallion by Mary Morgan is now available. Get your copy Today!!! At Amazon

To right a wrong, two souls are brought together only to shatter when they are torn apart by the deeds of an evil druid.
Dragon Knight, Stephen MacKay’s powers are altered after the death of his sister. Now he is plagued with visions that threaten to destroy his soul. When Aileen Kerrigan falls through a time tunnel, he vows to keep her safe, despite the fact the beautiful but head-strong half-blooded fae could be the death of him.

When Aileen finds out her dad is a Fenian Warrior, she flees to a nearby ruin. Armed with the medallion her mother gave her, and a matching one belonging to a long dead knight, she is flung into the past and finds a handsome but surly warrior who is on a quest. Now it seems her future could be entwined with his, if she doesn’t kill him first.

Don't Forget to sign up for The Release party.

 Celebrating the release of DRAGON KNIGHT'S MEDALLION, the second book in The Order of the Dragon Knights series! It will be a fun-filled Celtic celebration! Here are the guest authors and times that will be attending.

12:00 - 1:00 Mary Morgan
1:00 - 2:00 Laura Strickland
2:00 - 3:00 Ria Cantrell
3:00 - 4:00 Kathryn Le Veque
4:00 - 4:30 Ashley York
4:30 - 5:00 Dawn Marie Hamilton
5:00 - 5:30 Vonda Sinclair
5:30 - 6:00 B.j. Scott

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Highland Storm Blast Tour and Kathryn Le Veque Party

Highland Storm Blast Tour

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TITLE – Highland Storm SERIES – Guardians of Scotland series #2 AUTHOR – Victoria Zak GENRE – Scottish historical fantasy romance PUBLICATION DATE – Jan 13 2015 COVER ARTIST – JAB Designs

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Kathryn Le Veque NEW BOOK "BEAST" Release Party. To Join party click link below. You really don't want to miss this one.

Don't forget to enter Joanne Wadsworth Contest.

And lastly I created a group because I like others out there, forget names of books I have read. I have so many on my Kindle that I cannot remember the name or Author. So I created a book Group for just that. Click Picture to join the group. Ask questions, see if anyone else knows what your looking for.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Pre-Order Books to look for

Dragon Knight's Medallion from Mary Morgan: To right a wrong, two souls are brought together only to shatter when they are torn apart by the deeds of an evil druid.

Dragon Knight, Stephen MacKay’s powers are altered after the death of his sister. Now he is plagued with visions that threaten to destroy his soul.

Beast from Kathryn Le Veque: Holy Cow, you're going to want to get this book... in spite of the title, it is NOT a dark book. Bastian is a wonderful hero with a great deal of compassion 

Burned from Karen Marie Moning: MacKayla Lane and Jericho Barrons return in Burned, the latest novel in the blockbuster Fever series from Karen Marie Moning.
It’s easy to walk away from lies. Power is another thing. 

Highland Storm by Victoria Zak: A long forgotten Ancient kingdom has been awakened and threatens to change the Dragonkine world forever.

Can passion weather the dragon’s storm?

Facebook Release Party for BLOOM

Bloom from Cathy Jackson: Pre-order Bloom by Cathy Jackson. Releasing November 29th.
My name is Phoenix Swartz. I am trapped in a nightmare marriage of fear and abuse and cannot escape my tyrant

Highland Troth from Willa Blair: Years ago, after tragedy struck Jamie Lathan's family, fosterling Caitrin Fletcher was sent home, out of danger. Heartbroken, young Jamie never expected to see her again. He certainly never imagined he’d be called

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Book Reviews

Enemy of the Highlander ~ Kate Robbins

From the start of this book to the end you are captivated. You are now looking into the life of the sister (Freya)  and her love for a man (Ronan) she did  not want, or maybe she does but knows it's better to say no.

The Dressmaker's Duke ~ Jess Russell

I would like to start by saying this is not my Genre, though I have read books in this genre before it is not something I usually read. That said it is a good book. The story was strong, and well written. The plot is really good. I liked the side characters just fine. You always have your fav side character, and I had mine. Egg, just loved her.

Bloom ~ Cathy Jackson

This book was from the start a kind of book that pulls you in and wont let you go. It brings emotions you never knew you had and love from deep within your own being.  

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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Melissa Mayhue's new Release

This just in Melissa Mayhue's new Release. All the Time you Need i now Available.

Melissa Mayhue: ALL THE TIME YOU NEED is LIVE! You can get it right now at Amazon [for kindle] or B&N [ for Nook]. It's still in review at Kobo, is live on iBooks,

Amazon - http://amzn.com/B00PKHB3LS

B&N  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/all-the-time-you-need-melissa-mayhue/1120738021?ean=2940150329386

ITunes  https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/all-the-time-you-need/id940874625?mt=11

I received notice that the review copy of the Print Book should arrive on Nov. 18. Once I go through that and give the approval [same day it arrives, I promise] those will be live on Amazon at a price of $9.99. I don't have dates for the other stores yet, but will have shortly. Will let you know as soon as I know!
Now... I hope you all enjoy this one. Please feel free to let me know. And, if you do enjoy it and want to leave a review anywhere, I'd appreciate that very much! Oh! And please share this information everywhere!!!
Go! Get your copy! Read! Enjoy! 

Highlands of Scotland
Alexander MacKillican sat stiffly in the big wooden chair stationed in the center of the dais, doing his best to blank his features of the emotions pummeling his mind. He would never feel comfortable in his father’s seat. No more comfortable than he felt listening to the two bickering idiots in front of him. He’d tried logic and conciliation to end their argument repeatedly over the past half-hour, and still they fussed on.
“Enough,” he bellowed at last, his emotions getting the better of him.

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Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Victoria zak Cover reveal

Highland Storm by Victoria Zak Reveal

Please Welcome Victoria Zaks, she has Revealed her latest release Highland Storm. I cannot wait to read it. It is now available for Pre-Order!

Author bio:
Growing up in the sister city to Stirling, Scotland, Sottish flare was abundant throughout Dunedin. From her High School band to the annual Highland Games that took place right across the street from her childhood home, the bagpipes beckoned her toward her calling. It seemed only natural for Victoria Zak to want to write in the Scottish historical romance genre. Add to the fact, she was also a paranormal romance junkie, there was no doubt that her influences would be the driving force behind her stories. To Read More click here

Saturday, November 8, 2014

King Arthur's Sister in Washington's Court Book Tour

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TITLE – King Arthur’s Sister in Washington’s Court AUTHOR – Kim Iverson Headlee GENRE – Science Fiction/Fantasy Time-Travel Romance PUBLICATION DATES: – 1 November 2014 (ebook, illustrated) – February 2015 (audiobook, performed by Caprisha Page) – November 2015 (hardcover, featuring more than 100 illustrations) LENTH (Pages/# Words) – (350 pages/70K words) PUBLISHER – Lucky Bat Books COVER ARTIST – Jennifer Doneske ILLUSTRATORS – Jennifer “The Royal Portraitist” Doneske and Tom “The Creature King” Doneske
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Morgan le Fay, 6th-century Queen of Gore and the only major character not killed off by Mark Twain in A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court, vows revenge upon the Yankee Hank Morgan. She casts a spell to take her to 1879 Connecticut so she may waylay Sir Boss before he can travel back in time to destroy her world. But the spell misses by 300 miles and 200 years, Click here to read more

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Donna Fletcher

Donna Fletcher's Highlander's Rebellious Love (Macinnes Sisters Trilogy Book 2) and Giveaway over at Cat's Reviews.

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

No, I wouldn’t change anything. I loved getting to know Hunter and Patience. They both surprised me at every turn, intriguing me more and more as I got to know them. I wondered what kind of man could love such a woman like Patience. She was more warrior than woman and yet Hunter saw the woman within her that she herself had yet to acknowledge. And he knew just how to handle her, by letting her be who she was, and how to love her...without reservation. Click Here to read more

Book review of Highlander's Rebellious Love
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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Snow in July Tour

I have a Spotlight of Kim Iverson Headlee's Snow in July.  Please check it out and also my review of the book. Thank You.....

Character Bios

Please tells us a little bit about the main characters of your book: \

Robert Alain de Bellencombre. Preferring the name Alain for use by close family and friends, he is a Norman knight in the service of William the Conqueror and a court favorite. Being the second son of Count Hugh FitzWalter and Countess Margaret has prevented Alain from inheriting his father’s title and lands, which caused his first fiancée to jilt him in favor of Alain’s older half brother Philippe. Alain is the older brother of Étienne de Bellencombre, and Alain’s failure to protect Étienne at the Battle of Hastings becomes a major source of grief that Alain must learn to vanquish. The device on Alain’s shield represents the Norman town Bellencombre, his birthplace: a white rose nestled in tangle of greenery, on saffron yellow........  Click Link to read More

Book Review of Snow in July click here

Monday, October 27, 2014

This weeks Blog Interview and more

~ I changed the layout a bit. I hope you all like it.

~ I have a great interview with Allison Butler, to read the whole interview click link below.

Me: Tell us about yourself 
Allison: Hi Everyone. It's lovely to be here!
I grew up in country New South Wales, Australia, building pretend castles with hay bales and leaping white posts with my army of two older sisters and a younger brother. Many years later, with my mother's influence, I discovered a passion for words and history, read my first historical romance and was inspired to write my own. When I'm not writing Scottish historical romances, I care for the elderly. I live in a small town in New South Wales, Australia, with my very own Scottish hero, two beautiful daughters and a Jack Russell named Wallace. I love to travel, to dance like no-one's watching and to see the sights from the back of my husband's motorcycle..... To read more click here.

Chapter 1

Fenwick Keep

Northern Cumbria, April 1402

‘RUN!’ Lynelle shouted from the far side of the field as the horn signalling danger blasted from the keep.

Men and women grabbed sickles and hoes before fleeing to safety. Lynelle clutched her burden, lifted her skirts and ran as if the devil were at her heels. Her chest burned with every indrawn breath as her leather-clad feet pounded the hard ground. Every footfall jarred her body, distorting the figures running toward the iron-studded gates ahead.

A blood-curdling cry erupted from the pack of mounted men spilling over the grassy ridge to the north. A noose of fear tightened around Lynelle’s throat. Would she make it to the keep before they rode her down? She had to. She must!

Fenwick’s people ran through the gates and were now safe within the stronghold. Cool shadows cast by the curtain wall fell about her as she neared the opening. She stopped at the threshold and searched for stragglers. Seeing none, she hurried inside.

‘I am the last. Close the gates,’ she said, hoping the guards would do her bidding despite who she was.

She pressed her bundle to her side to ease the ache there, as the giant beam was lowered into place. A faint lick of triumph sparked inside her. The barbarians would gain little this day.

Why were they attacking now? Raids usually took place between Lammas in August and Candlemas in February. It was now mid-April. They always came before dawn, or late at night, cloaked in darkness, yet the afternoon’s sun still glowed brightly in the west.

The bailey was crowded. The air filled with tales of people running for their lives. Grasping her skirts, Lynelle raced up the uneven stairs to the battlements.

Straining for breath, knees weak as she reached the top, she forced herself to keep moving. She chose a section along the wall that granted the best view, and slipped between two of the sentries. They shifted away from her, as she expected.
She set her bundle down at her feet, gripped the cold stone before her and peered at the scene beyond the walls.

~ Wednesday I have a special post going up. About Book, Snow in July. I will Review, Excerpt/Spotlight, Character Bio. Please come back and check it out.

~ Don't forget I will also be posting my Thought of my Day Wednesday/Thursday.

~ I have been slow on Reviews because home life is tight right now, also I have been reading books that I cannot post reviews of yet.

~ Halloween this week, PLEASE be careful but have fun. Here is my Haunted Castles and other pictures I like to share.


Friday, October 17, 2014

B.J. Scott Interview

 EDITED 10/23/14: I will be doing a total revamp of my Blog Sunday. Starting Monday It will look different but all information will still stay the same, just how it looks will be changed.

We have B.J. Scott here for a SPECIAL Interview. YAY and Giveaway. She is also going to be on BOOK ADDICTS PARTY TIME!!  Stop by and check it out.

Me: Tell us about yourself: 

B.J. With a passion for historical romance, history in general, and anything Celtic, I always have what I hope will be an exciting work in progress. Each story offers a blend of romance, adventure, suspense, and, where appropriate, a dab of comic relief. Carefully researched historical facts are woven into each manuscript, providing a backdrop from which steamy romance, gripping plots, and vivid characters—dashing alpha heroes and resourceful, beguiling heroines you can’t help but admire—spring to life. A member of RWA, World Romance Writers, and Savvy Authors. While I have only written and had Historical Romances published so far, I also have some contemporary, paranormal, time travel, and romantic suspense planned for the future.

C.S. Lewis first captivated my imagination in the fourth grade, and my desire to write sprang from there. Following a career in nursing and child and youth work, I married my knight-in-shining-armor, and he whisked me away to his castle by the sea. In reality, we share a century-old home in a small Canadian town on the shore of Lake Erie with three dogs and a cat. When I am not working at my childcare job, on my small business, or writing, you will find me reading, camping, or antique hunting.

Me:  Tell us about your new book?

B.J. Her Highlander’s Promise is the first book in my new historical romance series about feisty Scottish women and the men who capture their hearts.  A Cinderella-like story about a young woman torn between a death-bed promise made to her father and the man she loves--a vow that could result in her demise.  Laurel  MacClay is about to take her place as lairdess of her beloved clan, but first, she must find a way to unravel a mystery from the past, secrets that could stop an abhorrent betrothal to her arrogant cousin and may even save her life.

Is there such a thing as love at first sight? Can that love stand the test of time and hurtle unsurmountable odds? Will love triumph over evil?  Find out in Her Highlander’s Promise.

Me: When you write, does your real life spill over into your book at any time?
B.J. I have always believed if an author writes about what they know and love, it will show in their work. It would be impossible for me to totally separate myself and my take on life from my books. Since they are historical romances, the time period dictates much of the content and how things evolve between the characters, but hope my love for Scotland and my person beliefs shine through in my books.

Me:  Do you think about a book of yours, being made into a movie, or not when writing? 

B.J. I can’t honestly say I have ever dared to dream that could happen. My ultimate goal when I write has always been to bring my readers a release from the tension of the day, and a place to escape the stressors in their lives. If my books can touch one reader and give them even a few hours of pleasure and in some cases a means of escape, then I have done my job.

Me: When naming your characters, do you give any thought to the actual meaning? 

B.J. I try to keep my character names as authentic to the time period and location in which the book takes place as possible. I usually select several names for each character and I do look at the meaning of the names. Then I more or less let the character chose their own name. Funny how as the book progresses one name seems to suit better than the others. In my first book, Highland Legacy, the name of the heroine, Cailin, was very specific to the plot.  The Gaelic translation simply means child or can even mean lad. Her father wanted a son and when her mother died giving birth to her twin brother really showed no affection for her and chose a name that suited the way he felt about her. I have been known to change a character’s name half way through the book if it doesn’t feel right.

Me:   What made you want to write and also what made you want to write the genre you are writing? What is the most difficult thing about writing you genre? What is the best part?

B.J. A true Gemini, I was born with the gift of gab and need to tell a story. Writing stories and keeping a journal was something I started at a young age, but did not contemplate writing in earnest until much later in life. I joined an online writing group in 2001 and enjoyed sharing short stories with the members of the group.  I met my husband in 2003, I put the writing on the back burner for several years, but the need to write could not be held at bay. In 2010, I wrote my first historical romance. A suitable fit for me because I have been a history nut and in love with anything Celtic or Scottish for as long as I can remember. They sat write what you know and love so writing Scottish Historical Romance was a perfect fit.  The hardest part about writing historical romance is finding the right blend of historical facts and not losing the romance. In a historical romance, the romance must drive the story to a HEA ending. In a historical fiction, the history drives the book and romance, if any, is secondary.  Another part about writing historical romance is the fact that many readers, those used to reading contemporary and other genres often find it hard to accept the way men and women interacted in the past and while they want a historical story, they want the heroine to behave in a way she might today. The best part about writing historical romance is the ability to transport the reader back in time, to provide and escape from modern life and stress. To share my love of history with the readers.

Me:    When you write a book, what determines the heat level of the book?

B.J. Intimacy, undeniable attraction, passion, and love are all intricate parts of a romance novel, but I believe the story should dictate the heat level and the way the plot unfolds. Some stories call for hot sensual encounters between the hero and heroine early in the book, while other storylines call for a much lighter touch. When and if intimate scenes are included depend on many factors, including the age and maturity of the main characters and the individual personality and beliefs of the hero and heroine.  In my first two books, the story called for early intimate encounters and a higher level of intensity than my last two books. In the third book of my Fraser Brother Trilogy, the strong beliefs of the hero that a man and women should be totally committed before sex and his respect for the heroine, dictated they wait until marriage. But that does not limit the romance, sexual tension between the characters and stolen moments of passion. 

The same went for Her Highlander’s Promise. While the romance is a strong element in the story, the timing for this couple’s joining needed to come at the right time. The audience you are targeting also plays a major role.  Whether a book is steamy or not, if the storyline is strong, the characters engaging, the heat level should not matter to the reader.

Me: Do you have any tips for our readers that might dream of writing?

B.J. Follow your dreams and write, write, write. The only way to hone your craft is to write as much as you can. Listen to critiques both good and bad and use the comments to improve your writing. Not everyone is a born author. While they can spin a yarn, they might not have the ability to put the ideas into words. BUT anyone can learn to write if they are willing to put in the work and do what they can to become the best writer possible. We owe that to our readers and to ourselves.

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Chapter 1

Scottish Highlands 1320

Laurel MacClay wrapped a plaid arisaidh around her shoulders, but the thin woolen shawl proved ineffective against the biting wind. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched the shroud-covered body being lowered into a freshly dug grave.

“Nay, dinna put him in the cold ground,” she sobbed and lunged forward, but a hand planted firmly on her shoulder halted her attempt to intervene.

“Stand fast, lass. You are the MacClay’s daughter and will conduct yourself as such. Chiefs from the most powerful clans in the Scottish Highlands have come to pay homage to your da, and I willna have you disgrace the clan or his memory,” Murray, her father’s cousin, growled in her ear.

A man of his word, Brandon MacClay never broke his promises. Until now. When her mother died, her father vowed he’d always be there to protect her. She refused to believe he was dead. It had to be a cruel jest.

A fearless patriot, he and his three older brothers fought beside William Wallace and Robert the Bruce in Scotland’s bid for independence. Only her father had survived. No matter how bleak the odds, he remained a man of conviction and would never surrender without a fight. Not yet two score, and still a virile man, succumbing to the mysterious ailment that ravaged his body did not seem a fitting end for such a noble warrior.

Her father’s cousin stood at her side, a scowl on his face, his nails digging into her flesh. He and his family had fallen on hard times, and Da had taken them in until they could make other arrangements. They never left. When struck by the unexplained illness, his death eminent, her father named Murray, his closest living relative, her guardian. She’d barely seen ten summers and was not yet old enough to reside alone, or to assume her place as his heir and lairdess of Thistledown Castle.

Neither a tall or robust man, her father’s fur-trimmed wool cloak hung on Murray like a grain sack. But he insisted on wearing the garment. A jewel-encrusted sword—a symbol of power carried for more than three centuries by the MacClay lairds—hung at his hip.

Laurel swallowed against the growing lump in her throat. Fighting back another torrent of tears and the swell of emotion squeezing her chest, she stared at the sea of sympathetic faces. So many had come to pay their respects.

The internment concluded, and as the priest recited his final prayer over the grave, the mourners filed by, offering their condolences. Laurel glanced from one person to the next, but none was familiar.

A brawny warrior stalked toward her with four lads in tow. “I’m John Cameron, laird of Clan Cameron, and these are my sons. Your father and I fought in many battles together. He was a brave man, and I considered him my friend. I’m verra sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you for coming,” Laurel said as she bobbed a curtsy. “My father would be honored.”

“My name is Blair. If you need anything, I am forever at your service, m’lady.” The youngest, a lad of about thirteen summers, stepped forward.

Tall and extremely well-muscled for his age, with sky-blue eyes and finely chiseled features, she found him quite handsome. His silky hair, the color of a raven’s wing, hung loosely about his shoulders, an errant lock falling across his brow when he bowed before her. He winked as he straightened, and a mischievous grin tugged at the corner of his lips.

What felt like a bevy of butterflies bombarded her stomach, and her heart fluttered wildly against her ribs. Until now, she considered lads a nuisance, but there was something different about Blair Cameron and the way he looked at her. Heat rose in cheeks, her chest tightened, and catching a breath became increasingly more difficult.

“Laurel, come anon!” When the screeching voice of Deirdre MacClay, her cousin’s wife, echoed across the kirkyard, all heads turned in her direction. “You’re a selfish, willful lass, not to mention ungrateful. You’ve kept us waiting long enough, and your cousin Murray grows impatient,” she grumbled.

Deidre forcefully grabbed Laurel by the upper arm as she continued her tirade in a voice that was not meant to be overheard. “I dinna know how your parents ever put up with you. However, your obstinacy is something a few good lashings will tame. Come now, or you can walk back to the castle alone.”

Laurel winced as Deirdre tightened her grasp. “Please, I need but a minute.”

“You’ll come now.” Her cousin-by-marriage’s face reddened and contorted with anger.

“Remove your hand, Madame.” John clasped Deirdre’s fist, then pried her bony fingers from Laurel’s arm. “You’re hurting the lass. Can’t you see that she is having a difficult time saying goodbye? Mayhap you could find it in your frosty heart to grant her a little more time.”

Deirdre’s back stiffened as she glared at him. “How dare you touch and speak to me in such a manner! The lass is none of your concern, and I dinna need your counsel. We’ve given her more than enough time. My son, Allan, doesna handle the cold weather well, and I want to get him home before the snow flies and he catches a cold. Not that I must answer to you or anyone else,” she hissed. “Brandon MacClay is dead and buried. Like it or not, Laurel is now our responsibility, and I refuse to caudle her the way her parents did. She will learn her place, to do as told, and be prompt about it.” She reached for Laurel again, only to have John step between them.

Aside from her father, few people had the nerve to stand up to Deirdre. Not a woman one would call yielding or compassionate, she did not like to be given orders by anyone. Even her husband cowered before her. While she dressed like royalty and had married well, putting on heirs obviously did not impress or fool Laird Cameron.

The daughter of a merchant, she was a lanky woman with squinty gray eyes, muddy brown hair, sunken cheeks, a large, aquiline nose, and harsh, angular features. It was no secret that she once had designs on Brandon MacClay. Rumor was, she’d always resented the fact that he paid her no mind and married Laurel’s mother instead.

Behind her back, most likened Deidre to a cross between a spitting cat and a pit viper. However, Murray adored the woman and would do anything to please her, ignoring the fact that she married him in order to get back at Brandon. Given Highlanders’ strong beliefs in superstition, magic, and mythical creatures from the netherworld, the rumors she was a witch, and that those who crossed her disappeared or died, deterred most from confronting her.

“The lass just lost her father and needs time to grieve. If you are in such an unholy hurry to go home, I will personally escort her to the castle when she is ready to leave.” John’s dark eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed.

“She’ll do no such thing,” Deidre snapped. “Traveling unescorted with men she doesna know is indecent and willna be permitted.”

“I appreciate your kind offer, Laird Cameron, but dinna wish to cause a problem.” Laurel peered up at Deirdre’s sour face and curtsied. “I will do as you wish and accompany you.”

“About time you came to your senses and realized where your next meal is coming from.” Deirdre clasped Laurel’s wrist and dragged her across the yard.

This time John didn’t interfere.

As they reached the gate, Laurel yanked free of Deirdre’s grasp, turned to face Blair, and waved.

Deidre quickly recaptured Laurel’s hand and hauled her toward the horses. “I’ll not have you associating with lads as ill-bred and ill-mannered as that. From this day on, you will speak to no one unless I grant my permission. Is that understood?”

“He seemed verra nice. Not at all like any of the lads from the village. His da is a respected laird and a friend of my father.” Laurel sighed and glanced over her shoulder at the grave. There was no reasoning with Deirdre.

“I’ll take none of your backtalk. And be forewarned, if you defy me again, I vow you’ll regret it.”

When Deirdre raised her hand in the air, Laurel squeezed her eyes shut. Her pulse pounded in her ears and her breath caught.

When her parents were alive, they never believed in striking a bairn, and Laurel didn’t give them cause to question their decision. However, over the last two days, Deirdre had threatened, more than once, to beat her into submission if she did not learn to mind.

Something told her that if she gave her cousin any grief, she’d follow through on those threats. Her life was about to change in many ways. Since she was still a bairn, and had no one to intervene on her behalf, she saw no option but to comply, to bide her time until she turned eighteen and assumed her position as lairdess of Clan MacClay. A spirited lass, remaining complacent was not going to be an easy task, but necessary if she wished to honor a promise made to her father on his deathbed. His one final request was that she honor Murray and do him proud.

Laurel stiffened and braced for the blow, but the backhanded slap never came. She raised her lashes, shocked to see Murray holding his wife’s wrist and whispering in her ear. While Laurel would like to think her cousin was defending her, that wasn’t the case. If anything, she’d wager he was concerned about the mourners’ reaction to the act of cruelty on such a solemn occasion. She had no doubt that he’d allow Deirdre to carry out any punishment she saw fit in the privacy of the keep.

Murray glared at Laurel. “Best you mind your manners and mount your palfrey. You’ve dallied long enough.”

“She’ll never learn to obey, so you’re wasting your breath. When we get back to the castle, I will give her a much-deserved lesson in humility,” Deirdre said, then redirected her attention to Laurel. “Do as Murray says and get on your horse. I want to see Allan home before he catches a chill. He has a delicate constitution, and if he gets ill, you’ll be to blame.” Deirdre stomped toward the cart where her son waited, a heavy fur swaddled around his slender body.

A gust of frigid north wind blew across the kirkyard and snow started to fall. Laurel shivered, her teeth chattering. She watched as Murray helped Deirdre into the cart, wrapped a length of woolen fabric around her shoulders, then placed a pelt over her lap. Her heart sank and she choked back a sob of despair. Never in her life had she felt so alone.

“Wait,” Blair shouted as he dashed across the yard, reaching Laurel before she mounted her palfrey. Bending at the waist, he sucked in a deep breath, and before she could react, he clasped her hand.

Certain that her mount blocked most of Deirdre’s and Murray’s views, Laurel did not withdraw her hand. However, her surprise was difficult to mask when he placed a silver ring on her palm, then quickly closed her fist around it.

“This may seem sudden, but I would like you to accept this ring of intent. It belonged to my mam. We will meet again, Laurel MacClay. I promise. When I am old enough, I wish to court you proper. Say that you’ll wait for me and marry no other,” he whispered in her ear.

“I’m touched and honored, but I canna accept this. We’ve only just met, and I am sure you will forget all about me once you leave for home,” she said, then tried to give him back the ring, but he refused to accept.

“Keep it. Please. I willna forget you, Laurel, and swear I will honor my pledge.” He thumped his fist over his heart.

“Scat! Go back to your father.” Deidre waved her hand in Blair’s direction. “Laurel, mount up. Now.”

“Aye, I come anon,” Laurel answered. “I will hold you to your promise, Blair Cameron.” She kissed his cheek before climbing on her horse.

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The Fraser Trilogy