A Highland Ruby Spotlight


A Highland Ruby is the second book in the Highland Treasures series. The novel tells the love story of Gavin Munro and Flora Vass. Flora is an independent, free-spirited lady who is capable of taking care of herself and her family. Gavin may be unable to win her heart and erase the pain he caused her.

Blurb:

She must choose between a life of adventure with the man she loves or a settled, secure life with her betrothed. Flora Vass forced Gavin Munro out of her heart and mind until he returned to Scotland after an adventurous five years in the New World. Gavin leaves no doubt he returned to make the bonnie Flora his own and intends to fight for her. Flora’s betrothed, Iain MacKay, and Gavin’s brother, Chief Andrew Munro, have other plans. Andrew needs her to marry the MacKay and bring peace between the two clans. Iain MacKay desires an heir. War with England looms on the horizon, forcing Flora to make crucial decisions.

 

 

Quotes from Ruby:

His lips moved. She put her ear closer to hear his words. “Aye, but you’re worth the fight.”

***

The leaf moved again, then a small red squirrel came into view, sitting on the end of a large lower limb. “Aye,” she whispered. “Sit verra still, little squirrel.” Flora notched the arrow, aimed, and let the missile fly to its target. The squirrel fell to the ground, with the arrow through its small chest.

***

“The fire and your body are heat enough.” Searching her face, he pulled her closer. She put her head on his broad shoulder, sliding under the edge of his plaide. How safe she felt in his arms, although her warrior lay wounded.

***

“Do you see it?” he asked, then wrapped his arm around her shoulder again.

She felt Gavin’s forehead—still cool. “Aye. I see an eerie green glow. What is it?”

“’Tis called St. Andrew’s Fire. I’ve seen it once before.”

***

Gavin moved to Flora’s side and took her into his arms, kissing the tear away. “I love you with all my heart, a ghràidh.” His lips found the white curve of her neck, and earlobe, and then her lips again, as she returned his kisses. All sense of time and surroundings was lost as the couple found each other once more.

***

“Flora, Andrew kens if I stay close to you, I canna resist your charms.” A smile turned up the corners of his mouth. “And he would be right. I canna stay away from you anymore than I can stop breathing.” He bent close. She could feel his warm breath on her face. The familiar odor of ale caught at her nostrils.

***

“Brother, what have you gotten yourself into this time?” he asked, picking up Gavin’s arm and examining the bloody bandage. “Bha sibh treun thar glòir.” Andrew’s grey eyes darkened with emotion as he searched Gavin’s.

“Aye,” the warriors agreed in unison.

“He was brave beyond praise,” Erskin added.

***

“Why, Madam Vass, a mon should be unashamed of embracing a fine shot as yourself nae matter where they happen to be.” The warrior’s eyes creased at the corners and his mouth turned up in a playful manner.

***

“I’m only offering a prayer for the safety of our clan and the contestants in the games.” She didn’t lie in the Lord’s sanctuary. Gavin and she were certainly members of the clan and she did pray for the contestants.

***

“’Tis nae dream. I love him with all my heart. I tried to deny it, but canna.”

***

“Come, I should take pleasure in meeting this friend.” He secured his weapons, then motioned for her to precede him out of the byre. Smiling as she passed with trews fitting snugly to her curves, he thought, Aye Flora, I’ve missed your loveliness.

***

They rode hard through the steadings and trees, climbing braes, then descending into verdant glens. They crossed burns and forded rivers. By gloaming, Flora was exhausted.

***

“Aye, but I do have a keen desire to wed you, lass. My heart is yours for the takin’ now.” He swallowed the last bite of meat and took Flora by the shoulders to gaze into her eyes. The reflection of flames danced in his darkened orbs. His lips tenderly touched hers. “Naught can keep us apart.”

***

He approached Flora, pulled her to him, and found her sweet lips with his. “You’re so verra lovely, you take my breath away,” he whispered then kissed her again.

***

Lifting her lips from his, she said, “My heart canna lose you again. ‘Twould break into a thousand pieces, and I would die for certain.”

***

“I’ve missed the smell of you as much as the feel of you,” he said, sniffing into her locks. “While sleeping in a bunk room aboard the galley with thirty dirty men, I dreamed of the smell of your hair. ‘Tis an odor I crave now, and will ne’er be without again.”

“You love adventure, also. I’m afraid your longing to see new worlds will take you from me again.”

Gavin’s heart swelled at the thought of spending his life helping Flora raise the children and farm the estate. He didn’t need adventure when he held the greatest excitement of all in his arms.

***

Gavin smiled. “I am in your debt, M’Laird. I shall remain on Munro lands and venture nae more from home.” He squeezed Flora’s hand. “I have reason to stay close to Leslie Manor.

***

He saluted to Gavin who returned the address then whispered, “Dear God dinna let this good mon die.”


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