Renee at It’s Book Talk began this meme as a way to share old favourites, as well as books that have been waiting on the ‘to be read’ pile for however long, and are finally getting an airing.
I’ve chosen a Scottish time travel romance for this week’s Throwback Thursday, which I read in 2015.
I’ve had a few of Ann Gimpel’s novels on my Kindle for a little while, and added this book earlier in December. I’m glad I got round to one of them eventually. I’m hoping it won’t be anywhere near as long before the next one.
Aidan MacTavish, a druid, is mourning the loss his fae wife, Moira. She didn’t survive childbirth and disappeared into the Dreaming, ceasing to exist in the earthly world. Moira can see the future and knows it’s time Aidan moved on with his life. She predicts he will meet a woman who he is destined to marry, so he must let her go and begin to live again.
Siobhan Macquire, heiress to the Macquire Whiskey Empire, is in the Scottish Highlands having been persuaded to pay for his trip home by the latest in a long line of mercenary boyfriends. Sam, as she is known to friends and family, is drifting through life without much of a purpose. She has been on her own for the majority of time since she and Clint arrived in Scotland and has all but decided to fly home alone.
While out for a walk she finds her self lost on the moors in the midst of a fierce storm. As thunder rolls and lightning flashes, she becomes completely disorientated and unable to find her way back. When a tall, handsome Scotsman in period dress, appears out of the mist Sam is glad to see another person despite his strange appearance and manner of speech.
“Where are your sheep, lad?” A deep voice from somewhere behind Sam startled her. She turned, seeking it’s source. “I’m not a lad,” she protested, gratitude sluicing through her that she wasn’t alone anymore.
“But ye’re wearing breeks.” A tall figure moved out of the mist towards her. Dark hair splayed down the man’s shoulders halfway to his waist. Sharp green eyes gleamed in a strong-boned face. He wore some sort of kilt – except it was too long – with matching fabric wrapped round his torso and knee high leather boots secured with laces. She wondered fleetingly why he wasn’t shivering.
A short but hot and steamy romance, threaded through with magic and wonderfully described characters and scenery. A dashing, handsome hero and an independent, spirited heroine. Not to mention a spirit determined to intervene for the best of reasons. I’m still loving time travel stories so this hit the spot, especially with the mystical aspect and I really enjoyed curling up by the fire with this novella. I love the cover, too.
About the Book
Siobhan Macquire looked for the right man all her life—someone who’d love her, not her money. Heiress to a whiskey fortune, she attracted a string of men out to drain her for everything they could get. Her last boyfriend was no exception. Despondent about being used—again—she goes for a walk in the Highlands to think things through, determined to alter her pick-a-loser pattern.
She wanders alone for hours with the weather steadily growing worse—except there don’t seem to be any nearby villages anymore. Soaking wet and scared, she’s relieved when someone calls out to her, and a stunning man emerges from the mist. Except when she looks closer, there’s a whole lot wrong. His kilt is way too long, and he talks with an archaic accent.
Is it possible she’s not only lost in the countryside, but also in time?