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Have you read the award-winning second book in my Highland Talents series, HIGHLAND SEER? If not, now is a perfect time to get it for yourself and all your friends! The Amazon #1 Medieval Historical Romance bestseller is on sale for 99 cents.
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This month, I’m finally making that dream trip to Scotland. I can’t wait!
In the meantime, I’ve teamed up with some of my favorite fellow Scottish historical romance authors to provide a virtual tour of some of their favorite places in Scotland, especially those they’ve used in their books. If you’re dreaming of your own Highland adventure and looking for ideas, you can read more at the USAToday HEA blog here and here!
And if you can’t make the trip anytime soon, don’t despair. Until you can, our books will transport you to the hills, lochs and glens. Oh, and might find a few men in kilts on the pages, too!
(Hills Reflected in a Loch, Photo Credit: Terry Spear)
August is Read A Romance Month! Now that’s an event worth celebrating–and I’m late to the party. Well, I’ve been a bit busy, in revisions on one book, finishing another, plotting another, and…where has this month gone?
To give you some ideas for your next favorite romance full of men in kilts, I’ve partnered with some fellow Scottish Historical Romance authors to bring you some of their favorite locations in Scotland, many of which they’ve used in their books. You can find Part 1 of the article on HEAUSAToday! There will be more next Monday, as well, so if you, like me, are watching Outlander and are yearning for a trip to the Highlands, or if making that trip has always been on your bucket list, you’ll want to check that out!
And while you’re at it, look for these books at your favorite bookstore!
You might find a new favorite book, or new favorite author–after me, of course! Enjoy!
This digital boxed edition contains 4 complete novels.
He needs her for his clan. He wants her for himself. Can he have both?
Toran Lathan never expected to become Laird, and never expected to meet a woman like Aileanna Shaw. Her healing ability is just what his people need, but Toran cannot resist her beauty. Yet will loving him destroy her ability to heal?
Aileanna Shaw has a healing touch–and a special talent she must keep secret. Stolen from her home by a marauding army, she’s kidnapped again by the Highland Laird she heals. Is she a prize of war, or the prize of his heart?
While Toran battles the invading lowland army, he also battles his desire for Aileanna. And Aileanna must decide if she can trust her secrets to this fierce warrior who needs her talent, but wants her love.
Beyond a Highland Whisper
The last time Latharn MacKay walked among his kinsman was in Scotland of 1410. Sensuous and charismatic, all the women wanted him, but none could capture his heart. Latharn’s charm became his curse when a dark sorceress didn’t take rejection well. She snared his soul into a crystal globe until the one woman destined to be his love whispered his release. Now all Latharn has to do is find her and guide her to him without speaking a word.
One of the youngest archeologists in St. Louis of 2010, Nessa credits one thing for this achievement: the recurring dream of a heart-stopping Highlander since the summer she turned eighteen years old. Little does she know, he’s not some fantasy cooked up by her subconscious. He’s a trapped soul determined for Nessa to end his six centuries in hell. Can love prevail over the dark magic of a woman scorned?
Into The Scottish Mist
Beth Anne Miller
Abby Sanders returns to her beloved Scotland after a long absence, seeking peace after a terrible tragedy. A chance detour reunites her with Ian Mackenzie, the love she left behind four years ago. Their attempt to rekindle their romance along the shore of Loch Ness is cut short when Abby vanishes.
After a desperate search for the woman he’s spent four years trying to forget, Ian is forced to believe the unbelievable: he must travel through the mists of time to find Abby. But finding her is just the beginning. Trapped four hundred years in the past, Abby and Ian must find a way to end a bitter clan feud or sacrifice their return to the present and their future together.
Faith V. Smith
Over a millennium ago, Highlander Darach MacRath was murdered. Resurrected by the Archangel Michael to fight demons as an Immortal Executioner, Darach now opposes all evil in the mortal world. His life is solitary—but when he rescues a young woman who not only sees demons but battles them herself, he is captivated by her courage and beauty.
Abigail Dupree is not looking for love. But when a tall, dark demon fighter with a sexy brogue intervenes in her hunt, she’s fascinated. She should run away—but then his gentle yet sizzling touch ensnares her heart.
When a demon from Darach’s past sets his sights on Abby, Darach will do anything to protect her—but for Abby, losing him would be worse than death. Together they must fight the demons of past and present, and the possibility that evil could destroy them both, before they find the gift of love.
Today is the release day for Highland Seer (Highland Talents Book 2) on audiobook! Yes, you have another Scottish romance, filled with those sexy rolling r’s that glide across your skin and make your ears happy!
Donal MacNabb is loyal to his adopted Lathan clan, yet he resents being a pawn in their treaty negotiations with the struggling MacKyries. The MacKyrie clan needs his skills as an arms master, but its Laird is bartering for more than Donal is prepared to give.
Ellie MacKyrie knows the Lathan treaty will help protect her clan from the neighbor determined to seize her holdings any way he can—including forcing her into marriage. But she has another reason to want the Lathan alliance. She has Seen the stubborn Donal MacNabb reaching for her in her dreams.
While Donal fights to save a clan in trouble, his desire for the MacKyrie Seer wars with his obligation to his Laird. Before she is forced into a marriage that will destroy her clan, Ellie must find the heart behind Donal’s gruff exterior and convince him he is the man of her dreams.
Get your copy of this 2014 Readers Crown and RONE Award finalist and from Amazon, Tantor Media or audible.com today!
Prepare to party! Today is the Worldwide Release Day for
The Healer’s Gift (a Highland Talents Novella)!
It is, or soon will be, available at all your favorite retailers, including Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, KOBO, AllRomanceEBooks, and others. To celebrate, I’m doing a little party from 6-8pm CDT on Facebook, and you’re welcome to drop in, say hi and maybe even win something! In fact, if you leave a comment here, when you join the party, you’ll get an extra chance at winning a prize.
Can you believe it’s June already? I certainly can’t. But since we’re here, let’s talk about it for a moment.
Besides school letting out for the summer (if it hasn’t already) and trips to the pool or the beach, June is the traditional month for weddings. It’s also the last place where the word troth is in common usage – as in plighting your troth in wedding vows. An archaic form of the word truth and the root of the word betrothed, now it’s in the working title of my next book, Highland Troth.
Jamie Lathan is a favorite secondary character from my earlier books. My readers love him and wanted him to get his own book. So did I. Highland Troth is Jamie’s story! And yes, there’s a wedding. So it’s all good.
Jamie Lathan and fosterling Caitrin Fletcher were close as children, but after tragedy struck Jamie’s family, she was sent home. He never expected to see her again. He certainly never imagined he’d be called upon to escort her to be betrothed to another man.
Caitrin can always tell when someone lies, but she’s learned to hide her talent. Jamie hides a long-buried fury behind his affable demeanor.
When their attraction reignites, Caitrin must choose between her father’s plans for her marriage-of-alliance with a man her talent tells her is not what he seems, and Jamie, the lad she’s loved for years. He must find an honorable way to ensure Caitrin’s future, even if it means sacrificing his own.
I shared an excerpt in my last newsletter. What? You didn’t get my newsletter? Here’s the Link to Join so you’ll get the next one. Or click on that pretty blue envelope up near the top righthand corner of any page on my website. There’s no telling what I’ll share next month, but you can’t be the first to know if you don’t subscribe.
Highland Troth is going to my editor later this week. I’m hoping to have it in your hands before the end of the year.
In the meantime, I’ll take pity on those of you who missed the excerpt and share it. Here’s it is!
“Dinna think to wander away.”
Jamie was suddenly beside her the moment Caitrin took two steps downhill. Without slowing, she told him, “I’ll no’ go far, but I wish to refresh myself in the stream we crossed.”
“Then I’ll go with ye.”
She stiffened, acutely aware of every sensation in her body as the numbness from hours in the saddle wore off. “Jamie Lathan, hear me well. I’m no fainting lass to be guarded night and day. I can find a clump of bushes and be back before ye ken I’ve gone. Besides, from here ye can be at the stream in moments, should I scream.”
Jamie appeared to be counting under his breath. Caitrin hid her delight at having aggravated him. She figured she owed him six years worth.
Finally, he pasted a patient smile on his face. “I ken ye’re a canny lass, I do. But I also ken what would happen were I to lose ye or see ye harmed on the way to yer betrothed. So I will go with ye…”
“Jamie,” Caitrin interrupted, but he gave her no chance to finish.
“I’ll keep a proper distance, but I will be closer at hand than the top of this hill. Now go.”
Caitrin frowned but turned and made her way down toward the stream. Jamie’s expression had been pleasant enough, but she knew his iron will, and he had the right of it. Too much was at stake, now her father had involved the Lathans. Were anything to happen to her, not only would her father fail to make the match he hoped would improve his clan’s circumstances, but Lathan honor would be impugned. Clan war was not out of the question.
As she walked, she collected deadfall twigs and small branches in her skirt. Jamie gathered larger branches in his left arm, leaving his right hand free. He did that, she knew, not just to pick up more wood, but, if need be, to wield the short sword on his belt.
On the mossy slope, her foot suddenly slid out from under her. She gasped and fought for balance as her gathered twigs went flying. The slope of the hill defeated her. But instead of landing flat on her back as she expected, Jamie’s hands scooped under her arms and lifted. Distantly, she heard the clatter of dropped branches as he pulled her back against his hard chest.
The concern in his soft cry thrilled her. His heat against her back nearly scorched her through both their clothes. Her heart beat fast – from the near fall or from the touch of Jamie’s strong hands? The reason didn’t matter. This was a close as she’d been in years to the lad she’d never been able to forget. Her knees wanted to give way beneath her, but he held her securely as he shifted his hands to her waist. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
“Have a care, lass. Ye willna wish to limp to the MacGregor.”
She sighed, closed her eyes and leaned her head back against Jamie’s shoulder, promising herself she’d only steal this moment with him. Even with his arms around her, his fingers splayed on her ribcage, he was intent on delivering her to another man. The affection that had existed between them as youths was not enough to make him risk both their clans by claiming her for himself.
Then he lifted one arm across her breasts to grip her shoulder, pulling her tighter against his chest. “Are ye well, Caitrin lass? Did ye twist yer ankle?”
She dared not answer. His breath warmed her cheek so she knew he’d canted his head to the left to peer at her face, likely seeking tears of pain, thinking her injured. She held herself still, soaking in the sensation of being in Jamie’s arms, if only for this moment. Finally, Caitrin shook her head and opened her eyes to the waning daylight and the end of her dreams. “Nay, Jamie. I’m well.”