The Book Blurb
Stranded in 1603
Scotland, veterinarian Jenny Morgan is eager to get home to New England. Hiding
her ability to read auras, a powerful witch comes to her aid. All Jenny will
miss is the man who stole
her heart, one dark night.
Laird Gavin Sinclair has a
missing brother, a murderous father, and a dark-eyed beauty on his mind. When
Jenny returns to a dangerous future, he sets aside his obligations and searches
for her at the New England Highland Games. Jealousy and lust ravage his dark
soul, until he and Jenny fight evil together.
Excerpt
“Lass, are ye well?” Gavin
asked Jenny. Her limp body, beneath a wayward strand of moonlight, was cause
for concern. She was breathing, and the only blood marring the forest floor
belonged to his sire. The man had disappeared in a beam of light so intense,
little black spots danced in Gavin’s vision.
When he had come across his father,
with Jenny’s breast visible beneath her ruined gown, his heart had caught in
his throat. Retaliation sprang to mind. The urge to cast a spell and kill his
sire had risen so fast, it had terrified him. Angus Sinclair deserved to die,
but the only thing holding Gavin back was the possibility of injuring Jenny.
Tamping down his rage, he helped Jenny to her feet.
“Thanks. I'm fine. I'm glad he's
gone. I heard the stories about your father, but I've never known anyone who
oozed evil, like him.”
Gavin’s hands shook, and he was
thankful she did not sense his evil side that had reared its ugly head. “Aye,
‘tis why Niall and I were reluctant to follow him.”
“His threats against you turned my stomach,
and when he pressed his…”
“His dirk?” As moonlight passed
above, her cheeks blazed red, and he wondered why she looked embarrassed. She
clutched her dress together, but the milky swells of her breasts were visible.
“Not his dirk, idiot."
Print Book's Back Cover |
You can check more of the book, including the first chapter at these on-line BUY LINKS:
Print
ISBN: 978-1502558558 330
pages
EBook ISBN: 9781310158292
ASIN: B00P47DSQC
No comments:
Post a Comment