Christmas Is In The Air |
Historical Romance (Holiday) |
Scottish chief’s daughter, Tinnie MacAieth, can think of
only one way to ransom her clan’s folk, defeated by the fierce Viking, Claus –
agree to his demand that she become his bride.
She hopes her faith and love for her people will allow her to endure a
lonely, loveless future in the cold north.
Claus has claimed Tinnie for his wife, but the prize he
truly wants is her heart. Determined to
win it, he offers her many gifts, but not until he undertakes a dangerous
winter voyage for her sake does he dare hope she sees what’s in his heart. And on one magical Christmas Eve, while
delivering toys to her clan’s children by sleigh, he begins to believe she may
grant him the one gift he desires …
Excerpt:
The old man led him into what must be the main hall and
paused. Here at least a fire burned on
the central hearth, giving some warmth and radiance. The rest of the place, though, offered little
in the way comfort. He had heard the Sutherland Chiefs lived well, yet now he
saw nothing to make him believe it.
Disappointment gripped his heart.
Two seasons spent sweating and fighting for this?
But ah, these Chiefs were canny – MacAieth may have hidden
everything of worth before receiving him.
“Where is Chief
MacAieth?” he asked.
“I am his widow.”
“Ah.” Surprise lifted Claus’ eyebrows “Then, Missus, I would
speak with your sons.”
“My sons are both dead.”
Her voice did tremble then. “You
see all that is left of the Chief’s house.”
She gestured to the second woman and Claus turned his eyes
thence accordingly. He lost all his
breath, precisely as if he had received a hard blow to the gut.
Here, surely, lay clan Aieth’s treasure. She must be daughter to the Chief’s wife –
there existed enough resemblance. Yet
her beauty lit the poor room even as the fire failed to do. Brown-haired like her mother, her flowing
tresses carried a kiss of warmth like oak leaves in fall. Her face, a perfect oval, appeared serene –
skin white as snow, lips tinged berry red.
But Claus saw nothing of serenity in her eyes. Deep, dusky blue, they held all the wild fury
of a storm on a distant sea, a thing Claus knew full well.
His heart stuttered in his chest and suddenly all his
well-marshaled demands flew out of his head.
A conquering marauder, he nevertheless suddenly wanted to throw himself
at this woman’s feet.
Yet in her beautiful eyes he saw only hate.
Author web site: http://www.laurastricklandbooks.com
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Author bio:
Multi-published author Laura Strickland delights in time traveling
to the past and searching out settings for her books, be they Historical
Romance, Steampunk or something in between. Born and raised in Western New
York, she’s pursued lifelong interests in lore, legend, magic and music, all
reflected in her writing. Though she’s made pilgrimages to both Newfoundland
and Scotland in the company of her daughter, she’s usually happiest at home not
far from Lake Ontario with her husband and her "fur" child, a rescue
dog.
Thanks so much for inviting me and Mrs. Claus here today! Here's to holiday magic!
ReplyDeleteSounds delightful, Laura! I'm really looking forward to reading it. Best of luck :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Barb. Have a wonderful holiday!
DeleteSounds like a perfect read for the holidays, Laura. All the best!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds fantastic--as all of your books do. Best of luck and May you have the Happiest of Holidays.
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