Win a paperback copy of Lachlan's Revenge, by R.L. Syme, releasing today! Visit my FaceBook page to enter.
My friend Becca (R.L. Syme) has a new book out today--a Highlander, of course!! Here is an excerpt:
“Lachlan MacLeod, lord and ruler of this castle and head of the Clan MacLeod…” The priest was about to walk through all of the promises and Lachlan shook his head, urging his men to step forward. There was only so much lying he would tolerate, and he certainly wasn’t about to make promises to a woman he had no intention of forcing to live as his wife.
Nor would he make her promise fidelity and love and honor. All he expected from her was the ceremony.
He would even put his own life’s blood on the bed sheets if she would not bed him after this. A part of him hoped she would refuse. A rather large part.
She wasn’t rough on the eyes, and her figure was pleasant, if a bit hidden under layers of garments. But she was so young. He did not relish this.
“Skip to the legal part,” Lachlan ordered, his voice low.
Father Bead crossed himself and opened his book. “Very well. This will be on your soul, MacLeod. Not mine.”
Lachlan wrenched the girl forward into a kneeling position. “My soul is already bound for hell. Best to speed it on its way.”
Another frantic sign of the cross.
“My lord MacLeod, do you take this woman, in front of God and these witnesses, as your wife?”
“I do.”
“And my lady. Do you take this man, in front of God and these witnesses, as your lawful and holy husband?”
The men murmured amongst themselves. Finally, Reyf spoke up. “Should we untie the gag, my lord?”
But before they could make a move, Cailean reached behind the lady, grabbed her head and bobbed it in a nod.
“She does,” Cailean said, his voice clipped.
The priest’s eyes passed over every man. “Very well, then. And God help you all.” He signed the cross above them as though the sheer size of it might cleanse the evil they perpetrated in this chapel. “By the power invested to me by his Majesty, the King, and the office given me by the Holy Mother Church in Rome, I now pronounce you both to be married.”
Becca is giving away paperback copies to TWO commenters who answer the following question.
What is your favorite romance plot or trope? Do you love arranged marriage, secret identity, friends-to-lovers? What's your favorite? Remember, instead of commenting below, please visit my FaceBook Page and leave your comment there on the post about Becca's book.
Lachlan's Revenge is a medieval Scottish romance novella. They took his family, they took his freedom... but he's back to reclaim it all!
Lachlan MacLeod survived an English dungeon. He held his own under torture and brutality. He survived the death of his wife and alienation from his family. He managed to take back his ancestral home and restore his son's inheritance. But the English threat has never truly abated. According to his nephew, invasion is immanent. Tired of being subject to the whims of the English, Lachlan will take control of his own destiny. By any means necessary.
Lady Evangeline, daughter of an invading English earl, has been raised to privilege and the expectation of an advantageous foreign marriage. She is as eager to escape her father's machinations as Lachlan is eager to kidnap her, though the wilds of the Scottish Highlands could be a tad more welcoming.The secret she holds could have deadly consequences--not only for Lachlan, but for his entire clan, not to mention the proud English lady and her retinue. But this is one secret she cannot wait to spill...
Lady Evangeline, daughter of an invading English earl, has been raised to privilege and the expectation of an advantageous foreign marriage. She is as eager to escape her father's machinations as Lachlan is eager to kidnap her, though the wilds of the Scottish Highlands could be a tad more welcoming.The secret she holds could have deadly consequences--not only for Lachlan, but for his entire clan, not to mention the proud English lady and her retinue. But this is one secret she cannot wait to spill...
Thanks!!
Vonda
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