Sworn to a Highland Laird
The MacLomain Series
A New Beginning
Genre: Time-Travel Fantasy Romance
Date of Publication: September 26, 2017
Number of pages: 275
Word Count: 86,500
Cover Artist: Tara West
When Milly is hired by an anonymous client interested in selling his New Hampshire colonial, sheâs 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 isnât 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. Itâs 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, thereâs power to be had in a Scottish Laird and a modern day woman finding each otherâ¦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 thatâs coming their way? Find out in Sworn to a Highland Laird.
Milly tried not to frown. âHis lasses?â
Like there had been so many.
âAye, did ye not know he was once immortal and rumored to have been with quite a fewâ¦â
âIâve heard,â she interrupted before he could innocently drive her away from Adlin. âHeâs quite loved.â
âAye, quite,â William agreed, grinning as he eyed her. âBut for all the rumored lasses âtis also said that only one ever truly claimed his heart.â
âIs that right?â she murmured, surprised by how winded she suddenly felt. âAnd who was that?â
âI think ye well know who she was, lassie,â William said softly as he took her hand and pulled her after him.
âNot sure I do,â she murmured as they stopped almost at the very spot Adlin had dipped her hand in the water the night before.
âWere ye not once called Mildred then?â William asked as he pulled off his shirt. âWere ye not called by the same name in another life?â
âIâ¦uhâ¦ohâ¦what are you doing?â Her eyes widened as he yanked his boots off then did the same with his pants.
âI think âtis obvious.â He grinned as he waded into the water naked. Milly knew she should turn, but for shitâs 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.
âWhatâs obvious is that you just stripped down in front of me,â she called over her shoulder.
âAye.â He issued a low whistle. âAnd âtis bloody cold!â
âI know.â She sure as hell did. âSo back to what you said beforeâ¦â
âAnd what was that?â came a low, dark tone she almost didnât recognize as Adlin until he appeared through the woods with a thunderous look on his face. One solely focused on William.
Millyâs mouth dropped as Adlin yanked off his shirt but didnât bother with anything else except his boots before he strode into the water with rage in his eyes. âMy kin and I treated ye bloody good, lad, yet here ye are strippinâ down in front of my lass! What are ye hoping for being so brazen because âtis bloody disrespectful to both Milly and me!â
She was so focused on Adlinâs upper body and how cut he was that she didnât 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, sheâd guess they were seconds away.
âOch, nay, yeâve got this all wrong, Adlin.â William shook his head and ducked beneath the first swing of Adlinâs sword. âI wasnae wooinâ her.â
âNay?â When Adlin thrust, William leapt to the side. âYet yeâve yer cock swinginâ for her to admire, aye then?â
âI wasnât admiring anything,â 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 Adlinâs tartan started to slip.
âOh, look at that,â 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 Adlinâs 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, âStop, youâve got it all wrong, Adlin!â
That didnât slow him in the least. He was roaring mad and going at William with fury.
âOh no, oh no, no,â 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.
âAdlin, stop!â she cried, but with all their clinking and clanging she wasnât 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.
âNo,â she cried again and stumbled forward, determined to see an end to this. Unfortunately, she was so caught up in stopping it that she didnât realize how foolish she was until sheâd leapt in between them and Williamâs sword came down on her.
About the Author:
Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over thirty 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.
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