Highland Treasures Series
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Romance and revenge brew in the sixteenth century Scottish Highlands. Alistair Munro returns to Scotland after six years of exile in France to find is wife, son, and estate in the hands of another man. Alistair determines to regain his property and child. The beautiful sister of Clan Munro’s chief, a distant cousin to Alistair, attracts his attention and captures his heart; however, Davina must solve conflicting issues before her affections can belong to Alistair. Can the two overcome adverse circumstances to love again?
A Highland Bride, an inspirational Scottish historical romance, is the fourth book in the Highland Treasures series. The series continues in the sixteenth century Scottish Highlands.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around. Alistair’s face loomed close to hers. His eyes pooled with mirth. “Lady Davina. What brings you to the battlements on such a blistery day? You should be inside beside a warm fire, working on your embroidery.”
Words would not come from her restricted throat. She could only gaze into his handsome face with the corner of his mouth turning up in a smile. He moved closer, wrapping his powerful arms around her in a crushing embrace, then covering her lips with his. The gentle touch became more demanding until Davina’s knees buckled with the intensity. She could not help but wrap her arms around his neck and return the caress with the same passion.
His embrace, the first with a man since her husband’s death the previous year, felt so very comforting. She could only clutch his broad neck even tighter.
Ali pulled her arms away and held them in his firm grasp. “Forgive me. I should no’ have taken the liberty.” He stepped back.
Davina stood, searching his stoic face. “I dinna understand. Why did you kiss me then?”
She watched his lips turn up and wanted to cry. He used her, played her for an infatuated fool. Before she could form a rational thought, her hand rose to his cheek with a loud slap. He promptly caught the wayward limb. She tried to wrestle it free, but he held firmly, all the while staring into her eyes, then at her lips.
Davina turned her head. “Let me go or I’ll scream.”
Upon hearing her cry, a guard rounded the corner of the tower wall. Ali released her hand. She hastily climbed down the ladder, almost slipping on the wet rungs.
“Is all well, sir?” She heard the guard ask Ali. “Aye. All’s well. Return to your post,” the knight replied.
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