Sworn to a Highland Laird
The MacLomain Series
by Sky Purington
Date of
Publication: September 26th 2017
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Artist: Tara West
Genre:
Time-Travel Fantasy Romance
The Book Junkie Reads . . .
Review of . . . SWORN TO A HIGHLAND LAIRD (The MacLomain Series: A New
Beginning, #1) . . . Adlin and Mildred (Milly) are getting another
chance to make it. This tryst in to the past makes for a set of interesting
revelations for Milly. She discovers her lost life, love, and danger. We are in
the heartland of Scotland. I love Scotland. I love a brogue. I loved the fight
for independence for Scotland. Having William Wallace weaved in to the tale was
fantastic. It allowed for a deeper connection to the time period. This read
amped up the emotions and added an extra layer of danger from the unknown. This
was the start of a new series within the MacLomain
series. Watching another generation fall in love and journey throughout
time. For this new series there is an added element for you to discover as you
read the latest addition in the new series A
New Beginning.
BLURB
When Milly is hired by an
anonymous client interested in selling his New Hampshire colonial, she’s drawn
not only to his sexy brogue over the phone but to the house itself.
Unfortunately, when she arrives, she finds the home abandoned and the man who
contacted her non-existent. If that isn’t enough, the mystery only deepens when
she discovers something in the attic she dreamt about as a child. A Claddagh
ring that whisks her back in time to medieval Scotland.
Reborn into a new life, Laird
Adlin MacLomain knows things are about to get complicated. Devoted to both
William Wallace and Robert the Bruce, he and his clan are determined to fight
in the First War of Scottish Independence. However, it will take more than
brawn and battle skills to see their country through to freedom. It’s going to
take help from the future. Specifically, from a lass named Milly.
When Adlin and Milly connect
across time, enemies take notice. England becomes more of a threat as well as
its unknown allies. After all, there’s power to be had in a Scottish Laird and
a modern day woman finding each other…remembering one another. The life they
once shared. The love that was theirs. More so, the strength and perseverance
they were capable of together.
Will it be enough to fight all
that’s coming their way? Find out in Sworn to a Highland Laird.
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Excerpt
Milly
tried not to frown. “His lasses?”
Like
there had been so many.
“Aye, did
ye not know he was once immortal and rumored to have been with quite a few…”
“I’ve
heard,” she interrupted before he could innocently drive her away from Adlin.
“He’s quite loved.”
“Aye,
quite,” William agreed, grinning as he eyed her. “But for all the rumored
lasses ‘tis also said that only one ever truly claimed his heart.”
“Is that
right?” she murmured, surprised by how winded she suddenly felt. “And who was
that?”
“I think
ye well know who she was, lassie,” William said softly as he took her hand and
pulled her after him.
“Not sure
I do,” she murmured as they stopped almost at the very spot Adlin had dipped
her hand in the water the night before.
“Were ye
not once called Mildred then?” William asked as he pulled off his shirt. “Were
ye not called by the same name in another life?”
“I…uh…oh…what
are you doing?” Her eyes widened as he yanked his boots off then did the same
with his pants.
“I think
‘tis obvious.” He grinned as he waded into the water naked. Milly knew she
should turn, but for shit’s sake, this was William Wallace and what modern day
Scots loving girl in her right mind would look away? Unfortunately, after a
brief glimpse, it seemed she would as she averted her eyes then did, in fact,
turn away.
“What’s
obvious is that you just stripped down in front of me,” she called over her
shoulder.
“Aye.” He
issued a low whistle. “And ‘tis bloody cold!”
“I know.”
She sure as hell did. “So back to what you said before…”
“And what
was that?” came a low, dark tone she almost didn’t recognize as Adlin until he
appeared through the woods with a thunderous look on his face. One solely focused
on William.
Milly’s
mouth dropped as Adlin yanked off his shirt but didn’t bother with anything
else except his boots before he strode into the water with rage in his eyes.
“My kin and I treated ye bloody good, lad, yet here ye are strippin’ down in
front of my lass! What are ye hoping for being so brazen because ‘tis bloody
disrespectful to both Milly and me!”
She was
so focused on Adlin’s upper body and how cut he was that she didn’t realize he
had a sword and seemed set to kill William. An important man with one hell of
an army really nearby. One that would come to his defense in no time. For that
matter, based on the whistles then roars, she’d guess they were seconds away.
“Och,
nay, ye’ve got this all wrong, Adlin.” William shook his head and ducked
beneath the first swing of Adlin’s sword. “I wasnae wooin’ her.”
“Nay?”
When Adlin thrust, William leapt to the side. “Yet ye’ve yer cock swingin’ for
her to admire, aye then?”
“I wasn’t
admiring anything,” she called out. Her voice trailed off as plain old female
appreciation took over. She tilted her head and started admiring a whole lot as
Adlin’s tartan started to slip.
“Oh, look
at that,” she whispered, her eyes wide on his tight ass as he thrust his blade
at William so quickly that Wallace stumbled back into the water. But not before
someone tossed him a sword, and he blocked Adlin’s blade as it came down hard.
It was
that, the harsh sound of metal clanging against metal, that finally snapped her
out of her reverie and she screeched, “Stop, you’ve got it all wrong, Adlin!”
That
didn’t slow him in the least. He was roaring mad and going at William with fury.
“Oh no,
oh no, no,” she kept muttering as she raced into the water after them. By that
time they were going at each other viciously as William mostly defended and
tried to explain that Milly wanted Adlin and no one else. Though she might
argue that to some degree it did not stop her from splashing downstream after
them.
“Adlin,
stop!” she cried, but with all their clinking and clanging she wasn’t sure
anyone heard a word.
Adlin was
out for blood, and at this point, it seemed William was too. Adlin slashed,
William ducked. William thrust, Adlin leapt to the side. They were well matched
and moving fast. How could this end well? It would not if she were the judge of
it. And it appeared she was seeing how she was the only one willing to stop the
battle in a river now lined with warriors.
“No,” she
cried again and stumbled forward, determined to see an end to this.
Unfortunately, she was so caught up in stopping it that she didn’t realize how
foolish she was until she’d leapt in between them and William’s sword came down
on her.
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Author Info
Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over twenty-five novels and several novellas. A New Englander born and bred, Sky was raised hearing stories of folklore, myth and legend. When combined with a love for nature, romance and time-travel, elements from the stories of her youth found release in her books.
Purington loves to hear from readers and can be contacted at Sky@SkyPurington.com. Interested in keeping up with Sky’s latest news and releases? Visit Sky's website, http://www.skypurington.com to download her free App on iTunes and Android or sign up for her quarterly newsletter. Love social networking? Find Sky on Facebook and Twitter.
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