Kate must decide to escape the horrors of 1425, or fight for the love of her delicious Highland warrior.
During a tour of the Highlands, Kate Mackintosh goes to the aid of a drowning boy and mysteriously slips through time to 1425. A stunningly handsome Highlander, who believes she is a faerie intent on stealing his brother, immediately challenges her and offers himself as the boy’s replacement. Rather than remaining alone on an isolated mountainside, she follows the delicious Laird Alexander Murray to his Broch Lavern home.
Alone in a strange, brutal world, the noble Alex offers her not only his protection but a love and passion so great, her longing to return home soon fades. However, the fate of the clan rests on Alex marrying Mary Frazer, and his stepmother insists on the match.
Kate must leave the love of her life or remain and risk torture or death to fight for her handsome Highland laird.
Reader Advisory: This story contains a very sexy, auburn-haired, kilted, Highland warrior in various stages of undress.
You Need to Read (4 STARS) You Gotta Read Reviews
You Gotta Read Reviews H. C. Brown weaves a wondrous tale of love and life in a Highland castle. I was quickly lost in Kate and Alex’s story. Emotions are strong and Kate must hold strong or she could lose more than just her heart. Alex is more than just a sexy warrior he has a mind and a heart and Kate finds out firsthand just how strong both his heart and mind are. Can she trust Alex with hers? Alex is a good man that fights for Kate’s love and trust. Kate is a strong woman who must find herself and trust her own heart.
The attraction that the two have is evident right form the start and it was nice to see it turn into so much more. Watching their tale unfold made for a wonderful romance. I enjoyed following Kate on her adventure through time.
Review by Gabrielle You Gotta Read Reviews
4 STARS Deanna’s World
The story itself was predictable but enjoyable as a time travel Highlander romance. Alex was an extremely likable guy with his honesty, tenderness and obvious love for Kate.
I liked that Kate was brave enough to try to embrace the life that she was thrust into and make the most of it, even implementing changes to help improve the lives of everyone at the keep. I particularly liked the line where Alex questions her about having to eat vegetables and she said eating vegetables would mean they get to keep their teeth longer. And not that I’m one to be particularly open about body functions, I thought it was hilarious when Alex countered Kate’s insistence on eating vegetables with the fact that cabbages produced gas and she would not want him being gassy in bed.
I particularly liked that the story was well researched and that H C Brown injected a lot of historical facts into it. There were elements of time travel and knowing what the future held that was interesting as it became a question of dealing with whether or not one could change the past and how it would affect the future. I thought that was very well handled.
Review by Deanna Deanna’s World
Fear rippled over her. If the clan discovered her book, would they burn her as a witch? Thank God, Alex had tucked The History of the Highlands inside his saddlebag. At least, reading it to him had proved she had spoken the truth about coming from the future. She chewed her bottom lip and forced her foggy mind to concentrate. Passing four weeks in the fifteenth century unnoticed would be a difficult task, but many Scots of this time wouldn’t have met an English woman, and they may well ignore any mistakes as ignorance. Yes, she could act the part and with the Clan Murray Laird to protect her, she doubted anyone would dare challenge her origins.
As Alex and Hamish saddled the horses and made ready to depart, she sifted through what remained of her possessions. She removed a few important items and secured them in Alex’s saddlebags. With the first-aid kit, toothbrush, toiletries, and the remaining food for the trip inside the saddlebags, she reluctantly zipped up her backpack. Her stomach rolled in fear of never returning to the Faerie Tree and being lost in time forever.
Taking a deep breath to strengthen her resolve, she moved behind a thick honeysuckle bush and glanced around to ensure her privacy. Satisfied, she stripped down to her underwear and dressed in the shirt. The linen garment came down to cover her knees. She wrapped the strip of plaid around her waist and sat down to remove her shoes. Deciding to keep the long socks for warmth, she pushed everything back into her backpack and stuffed the bag deep inside a crevice between two boulders.
“That will do nicely.” Alex moved to her side and draped his cloak over her shoulders. “Ye are verra bonnie, and I am proud to call ye wife.”
Startled, Kate pressed one hand over her pounding heart. Good grief, he had returned like a phantom without one footstep or twig cracking to announce his arrival. He moved like a shadow and his life would depend on his ability to move with stealth. Her gaze traveled over him and a shimmer of excitement scuttled through her.
He was gorgeous.
Tall and muscular with the striking good looks of a naughty archangel, he smiled at her with a flash of even teeth. The tips of his ears reddened as if he had read her mind. His intent stare ran the length of her body before returning to meet her gaze with a blatant invitation. Most men found her too fat, but Alex’s expression held nothing but admiration. This just has to be a dream. Why would someone like him want someone like me?
Alex cupped her cheek in one large palm and peered at her from beneath long, silky lashes. “Has nayone told ye how bonnie ye are, Kate?”
She swallowed hard and forced down the desire to rub against him like a cat. “Not lately. In my time most men prefer their women to be tall and skinny.”
Alex laughed so loudly, birds took to the sky in panic. The expression in his hooded green eyes danced with mischief. “Well, lass, ye are perfect in ma eyes. Ye have skin like a pink rose and a lovely rounded arse. The men in your village must be blind not to appreciate how bonnie ye are. Skinny women are not to ma taste. They are a poor example of a father’s wealth, aye.”
She gaped at him in disbelief. “Thank you.”