Eileen is driven by pain and betrayal, can a loving hand heal her broken heart?
Blurb
Morgan MacAlister and his wife, Kat, return to the Highlands to reclaim Morgan's heritage, only to find that the sister he left behind is waging a war of vengeance on their traitorous half-brother, Canton. Eileen is no longer the innocent young girl he remembers.
Gallagher Glencairn has returned with Morgan to reclaim his own inheritance and finds that the golden-haired lass with the beautiful haunted eyes now rules his clan. Gallagher is determined he'll take his clan back any way he can. He gives Eileen two choices: she can agree to wed him, or he will wage war against her and take his inheritance back.
Eileen is tough on the outside but harbors a terrible secret within – a secret of pain, betrayal, and a fierce desire for revenge.
Publisher's Note: This steamy historical romance, set in the Highlands, contains old-fashioned, loving discipline.
The publisher is Blushing Books
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Excerpt 1
Eileen studied her elderly husband closely, looking for
signs of duplicity. Cold wrath burned inside her, yet
she realized he meant what he said. Women were just
possessions to be moved about and used as needed;
their feelings didn’t mean anything. They were pawns
in men’s masculine endeavors and they should
accept their dictates without question.
“Looking for absolution are ye?” she scoffed, refusing
to give him a trickle of credit. “Especially now that
death is upon ye?”
“Nay, lass,” he replied flatly. “Just the assurance that
what I have decreed will be carried out. Jamie will see
to it that the babe stays here to be raised to his
inheritance and status in life. Ye are free to go if ye wish,
I’m done with ye.”
Eileen trembled with the force of her frustrated rage
but knew there was little she could do. There was
nowhere to go, no place to hide and her son did
deserve his honors. At least the old curmudgeon owed her that.
“Oh, I’ll stay, ye can rest assured of that. My son will have
what is due him. It’s the least he deserves for the manner
in which ye brought him into this world."
“Be silent!” The Laird shook with anger and he reached
out to backhand Eileen but collapsed into a fit of coughing,
his face turning mottled.
Jamie sent her a warning glance but Eileen was beyond
caring a whit.
“At least ye have no control over what I do once ye are
gone,” she mocked, feeling no pity for him whatsoever.
“I’ll raise my son to hate ye, to be a curse on your name
and I will rule the Glencairn clan myself.” She hugged
her son fiercely to her breast. “Not only that, but I’ll wage
war on my half brother and relieve him of Castle McKenna
and rule the Macalister clan as well. Morgan Macalister will
rue the day he left me defenseless.”
BIO
I’m a sweet romance writer with some hanky spanky play added in. I like to write about strong alpha males who don’t mind taking their ladies in hand when they need it and who want to share the special bond that spanking can bring between a couple. My stories are mostly basic simple discipline in a romantic setting with very protective men. Cowboys, pirates, business suits, you name it, they are all sexy when they are dominant and I love to write their stories. I’ve been writing on and off for around fifteen years now and I still love it. You can find me in middle america, cowboy and ranching country, with my husband and a wonderful family of children and grandchildren around me. I hope you enjoy my adventures as much as I enjoy creating them for you. Brandy
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