Heartbroken and humiliated, Joanna is left alone with a secret that may destroy them both. His marriage - like everything else - will be a means of bettering his clan. But when James returns to Douglas to force the English garrison from his castle, Joanna learns that their love is nothing against his ambition. Yet even as James's ruthless reputation grows, and despite the warnings of others to guard her heart - and her virtue - against him, Joanna never dreams he will turn on her. That she is "only" the daughter of the marshal of Douglas Castle has never concerned her. Joanna Dicson has loved James Douglas for as long as she can remember. Not even the lass who captured his heart in childhood and still holds it in her delicate hands. The ambitious young knight, whose dark visage, powerful stature, and ferocity in battle has earned him the epithet "the Black," knows he must use fear, force, and intimidation to defeat the English, put Robert the Bruce on Scotland's throne, and restore the honor of the Douglas name. Stripped of his lands by the English king who killed his father, James Douglas will do whatever it takes to see his clan's honor and fortune restored.
The year is 1311, and the battle for Scotland's independence rages on. Her sweet, unspoiled softness touches the cold depths of his ravaged soul-and. Yet the flaxen-haired beauty disarms him from the start. He will stop at nothing to save his people from destruction, even if it means marrying Elizabeth Campbell, the daughter of his worst enemy. "I saw you kiss him." He spoke each word with damning precision.A novella set in the world of New York Times best-selling author Monica McCarty's Highland Guard series. Handsome and dangerous, Patrick MacGregor is a wanted man, possessing the tough, tenacious spirit of his outlawed clan. "You want to know what's really wrong, Elizabeth?" His face was only inches from hers. She tried to pull away, for the first time truly frightened, but he wouldn't let her go. Whatever the problem, it didn't bode well for her. The dark stubble of his beard cast an ominous shadow along his hard, square jaw. "But that is only half the problem." His eyes had narrowed to slits, the lines around his mouth etched white. Never had she thought herself capable of driving a man to such extreme
I can't touch you without thinking of running my handsĪll over you." Her eyes widened. I can't look at you without wanting to pull you into my arms. (Highland Warrior, Highland Outlaw, and Highland Scoundrel). She could feel the angry pounding of his heart through the soft leather of his jerkin. Monica McCarty is the bestselling author of The Hunter, The Recruit, The Saint, The Viper. “You want to know what's wrong?" He took her chin, forcing her to look at him.
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