Laird Cormac Murray has witnessed how love destroyed his own father after the death of his mother, and he vows to never take a wife. Yet, when he comes upon a bewildered lass traveling alone, he finds his heart will no longer listen to his mind. In the end, Cormac risks everything to claim the love of a woman not of his time.
Eve Brannigan loves helping others and baking. After winning a contest, she is stunned to learn that the Clan Murray has requested her assistance to cater to their guests during the holiday season. When a lost path in Scotland leads her to a handsome but gruff Highlander, Eve fights the temptation to allow love to enter her heart for the first time.
Can the Fae and the magic of the Yule season bring together two souls who have forsaken love? Or will tragedies from the past separate the lovers forever?
When he recovered, he whistled for his horse. The animal trotted aimlessly to his side. Taking her elbow, he saw her flinch. “Would ye prefer to walk up the steep path to the castle? Or ride?”
Again, she bit her bottom lip. “I don’t know how to ride a horse.”
“Truly?”
She waved him off. “I’m not scared of the animals. I’ve never had the opportunity to learn.”
“Interesting,” muttered Gordon.
Cormac smiled. “Dinnae fear. Ye shall ride with me.”
Giving her no time to protest, he grabbed her around the waist and hauled her up onto Fingal. When he mounted his horse and settled behind her, Cormac felt her body stiffen as he placed an arm around her waist. He leaned next to her ear. Her mass of curls brushed his face, and he inhaled her scent—one of different spices. Lust instantly surged forth, powerful and intense. “Relax,” he urged in a hoarse voice. Though he found it difficult to do so himself.
He felt her tremble, but she nodded. Giving a tug on the reins, they moved up the path.
Giving her no time to protest, he grabbed her around the waist and hauled her up onto Fingal. When he mounted his horse and settled behind her, Cormac felt her body stiffen as he placed an arm around her waist. He leaned next to her ear. Her mass of curls brushed his face, and he inhaled her scent—one of different spices. Lust instantly surged forth, powerful and intense. “Relax,” he urged in a hoarse voice. Though he found it difficult to do so himself.
He felt her tremble, but she nodded. Giving a tug on the reins, they moved up the path.
With each steady trot, her body swayed and Cormac tried to focus on the road. The castle.
Fighting in the lists. Bathing in the icy waters of the loch. Anything, but the soft curves of the lass’s body pressing against his own. What was wrong with him? He prided himself on being a man always in control of his emotions—especially his lustful ones. Yet, now he found himself confused, tongue-tied, and his gut twisted into knots.
So deep in his thoughts, he did not notice Fingal veering off the main road until the lass let out a giggle. She had the most musical sound, and he found himself smiling. Guiding his horse back to the path, he could hear his men doing their best to contain themselves. A glance back confirmed William was coughing loudly and Gordon trying his best not to fall off his horse.
“I swear Fingal, I am tempted to trade ye in for another horse. Ye must be going blind, or worse, old.”
His horse let out a large snort.
Eve clicked her tongue in disapproval. “For shame, Mr. Murray. How cruel. I think he’s a kind animal. Perhaps it’s the man holding the reins who can’t see clearly the path in front of him?”
The lass was quick with the wit, he mused. “I dinnae ken your word, but ye may call me Cormac.” He leaned near her again. “And I can assure ye, I am nae blind, nor old.”
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The Yule season is on the way and Laird Cormac Murray has more than his share of problems. It has been a traumatic year and he wants to give his clan a really good festive Yule, but his chief cook is out of action. He needs travel through the heavy snow to find someone capable to help.
Modern day baker Eve Brannigan has given away her cash winnings from a competition then discovers she has been offered a very special job in Scotland for the Christmas festivities. She doesn't know just how far she will travel.
Our hero knows the tricks of the Fae, because of what has happened to his friends. That doesn't stop him from making mistakes. Our heroine has to learn how to cook in the medieval style. Why is everyone taking the role play so seriously??.
Modern day baker Eve Brannigan has given away her cash winnings from a competition then discovers she has been offered a very special job in Scotland for the Christmas festivities. She doesn't know just how far she will travel.
Our hero knows the tricks of the Fae, because of what has happened to his friends. That doesn't stop him from making mistakes. Our heroine has to learn how to cook in the medieval style. Why is everyone taking the role play so seriously??.
This book is a follow on from the Dragon Knights series, but can be read alone. It's an exciting, fun , time travel romance. Our author once again helps us feel like we are part of the world she writes in.
I loved every page, just like the series it was born from.
I loved every page, just like the series it was born from.
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Mary's passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. She spent far too much time daydreaming and was told quite often to remove her head from the clouds. It wasn't until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling--writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories.
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