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Emma had come across a babbling stream, the tracks she had been following having taken her off a well-worn path. While her horse drank, she discarded her cloak and knelt beside the water and got a distorted glimpse of her reflection, which made her look even worse than she already did. Dried mud spotted her face here and there and her hair hung in strings over her shoulders. Her hands were a mixture of dried mud and scratches, and she wished she had remembered to use the salve in her satchel before leaving the stable. The mixture was her own concoction she had scented with lavender and it kept her hands in fine shape, not to mention soft and smelling nice. But she had forgotten about it and now she had no time to care for her hands, or for that matter herself. She looked affright, and she doubted that even a brief washing would change that.
She went to dip her hands in the water when she caught another reflection shimmering just behind hers. It towered over her and the breadth of it made it seem like it was about to devour her.
The Highlander’s Stolen Heart
Book 1 Macinnes Sisters Trilogy
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The Highlander’s Stolen Heart
A spooky manor house, ghosts, and a spirited, young American woman make for a jolly good romantic romp in an old favorite historical romance of mine… Whispers on the Wind… on sale for $.99.
Belinda Latham travels from Nantucket, Massachusetts to Cornwall, England to claim her inheritance… Radborne Manor. She arrives on a dark and stormy night and can find no coach driver who will take her to the manor. She learns why from the inhabitants of the local inn. It seems that Belinda has inherited more than just the manor. She has also inherited a ghost and not just any ghost… the arrogant Maximillian Radborne, lord of the manor.
Here’s a brief exchange between Rogan and Emma to wet your appetite for lots more to come in The Highlander’s Stolen Heart… available June 2014.
“Since I have no choice but to take you along, listen well to what I say,” Rogan commanded. “You will obey my every word, for I have no time to deal with your foolish antics that serve no purpose but to delay my search for my intended.”
‘Delay your search?” Emma repeated incredulously. “You did a fine job of that yourself. And my foolish antics found the trail of those who took my sister, so I warn you, I will let nothing get in the way of finding my sister—not even you.” With a yank to her horses’s reins, she took off.
Rogan mounted his horse and with a furious look on his face, followed after her, his warriors wisely giving him a wide berth. He guided his stallion next to Emma’s mare and in an even, though threatening tone said, “Issue me such a warning again and I will see you bound and draped over your horse and sent home to your father.”
Emma smiled pleasantly. “You would have to catch me first.”
Emma woke with a start. Had she heard someone call her name or had she been dreaming? She laid there, the campfire having dwindled to embers and the camp itself eerily silent. Not a soul stirred, nor a sound could be heard. She knew that guards had been posted on the perimeters of the camp, so they were well protected, but somehow that did not settle her unease.
She sat up and saw that Rogan was sleeping soundly on the other side of the campfire, her stirring not having roused him. She looked over the camp and saw that all the warriors appeared to sleep as soundly as Rogan.
“Patience?” She looked around, expecting to see her sister.
She scrambled to her feet and called out, “Patience!”
When no one in the camp reacted to her shout, she knew something was wrong.
“Dreaming,” she said softly. She had to be dreaming.
She did as Patience said and rushed off into the woods. It was so dark that she could barely see anything, yet her feet seemed to know where to take her.
She halted and waited.
“Listen,” Patience said, “we do not have much time. I did not send that message. Pay it no heed. Remember all I have taught you and follow your instincts. Do not—”
Footfalls turned Patience silent and Emma looked around, frightened by the heavy steps drawing ever closer.
“Do not trust anyone and stay brave. I am well and we will rescue Heather. Now hurry and go!”
Emma turned to run and nearly stumbled as she stopped abruptly. Before her stood a massive figure draped in black, the hood of his cloak drawn down over his head and face. His arms were spread out from his sides, making it appear as if he had massive wings. A black mist swirled at his feet and began to creep toward her. She looked around to run, but it was too late, the mist was licking at her legs and she could not move. He had her trapped. She trembled as the black mist crawled up along her body. She had never seen anything so sinister or felt so frightened, and she reacted out of sheer instinct…she let out a blood-curdling scream.
Look for more excerpts coming throughout May and leading to the June release of The Highlander’s Stolen Heart, first book in the Macinnes Sisters Trilogy.
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I would imagine most of you know more about street teams than I do since you are such savvy romance readers, but for those of you who aren’t familiar with the term… according to Wikipedia… a street team is a term used in marketing to describe a group of people who ‘hit the streets’ promoting an event or a product.
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