"Phoebe Wallington (London Heiress) and Kiernan MacGregor (the Marquess of Ashlund) tale is absolutely riveting.” –Rhonda Tutt
“Fast paced and passion filled. If you enjoy conspiracies,romance,witty banter,danger and passion,then pick up this title. You will not not regret reading this wonderful story!” – My Book Addiciton
BLURB:
London Heiress kidnapped by the Marquess of Ashlund, read the headlines. Yet no one tried to save her. Phoebe Wallington was seven years old when a mass assassination attempt rocked Regency England. Her father was the only accused traitor to elude capture. Now as a grown woman and a British spy, she is no closer to learning what really happened that day.
EXCERPT:
“Forgive me for laughing,” he said.
“I can forgive the mistaken identity—as inconvenient as it is—but tying me up goes beyond the pale.”
“I'm pleased to have your forgiveness, regardless of the reason.”
“When this escapade is finished, you will find yourself at a disadvantage.”
“Heddy,” he said with resignation, “I find myself at a disadvantage now.”
She gave him a dry look. “I doubt that. When do you plan on sending word to the authorities of the murder plot against the duchess—or have you already done so?”
“No need to concern yourself with that.”
"But—my God, you don't intend to report them. You will stand idly by while a murder is planned and executed?”
“What is one murder in exchange for fifteen thousand?" he replied. "Or do fifteen thousand Highlanders hold less value to you than a single noblewoman?” He paused. "Perhaps, the gratitude of the duchess' male relatives interests you more?”
Phoebe shot to her feet. “Even Heddy wouldn't lower herself to such debased actions.”
“Lower herself?” Kiernan laughed, although the sound held none of his characteristic humor. “Heddy, I have seen—”
“By heavens," she burst out. "I am not Heddy.”
“No?” he murmured. When she gave a frustrated growl, he rose. “Well then—" He yanked her against him.
His mouth crashed down on hers and she froze. One arm slipped around her waist while the other cupped her neck. She gasped, but he hugged her closer. His tongue invaded her mouth, the taste of him, shocking and intoxicating. His arm tightened, but the kiss, the thrust of his tongue, softened to a feathery touch. He shuddered, and her heart leapt into a furious rhythm.
His mouth moved slowly against her lips. She became aware of the hard bulge pressing against her abdomen and clutched at his shoulders. Heat streaked from the unexpected throb in her breasts to her stomach, then lower. He abruptly tore his mouth from hers and buried his face in her neck. Phoebe swayed. His low laugh washed warm across her ear and she shivered.
“You temptress,” he breathed. “I understand what Regan sees in you.”
“Just because I borrowed Heddy's coach doesn't mean I am her,” she said through a gulp of air.
Kiernan straightened away from her and stared down at her, eyes intense. “I wonder if Regan would believe me if I swore I didn’t know you're his lover." His gaze slid down her body, and she couldn't find the will to turn away as his eyes lifted again to her face. "You make testing the theory tempting. In fact—"
His fingers tightened on her arms and she realized he intended to test the theory that instant.
Needless to say, I had not read a Tarah Scott novel before, let alone did I know that there was a #1 Highland book in this series! (It’s ok, they’re companion novel series..I think) Well in either case, I didn’t feel the least bit lost while reading this story. I was captivated by the imagery and the overall premise. The characters blew my mind and I’m not ashamed to say… I am addicted to some Kiernan. He’s broody, chivalrous, cocky, and delicious and what a sexy name that is. RAWR! What are two of my favorite things? Witty Banter and Crooked Grins. I couldn’t get enough of Kiernan and Pheobe. I can’t lie, loved me some Pheobe too. She’s definitely one of a kind. I loved how spirited and relentless she was and the fact that she did what she wanted without taking shit for it. I’m quite the feisty one myself, so I definitely enjoy characters that are too.
Honestly, I’m surprised at how much I really liked this novel. I shouldn’t be though. I think the cover just made me hesitant that it was like all those other historical romances that are usually mass produced. Don’t get me wrong – half naked man on a cover is appealing. I’m just a bit ashamed of myself that I really did judge the book by its cover. I’ve been known to be guilty of that on more than one occasion… which is one of the reasons I needed to give this a second chance. Tarah balanced out the historical aspects while keeping the story fresh, fun, and sexy.
Even though the book was set in the 1800’s, I felt there was just enough history in the backround to keep you in the right frame of mind about the atmosphere. My Highland Lord most definitely gives you a witty, suspenseful, action packed, romantic emotional ride. I thoroughly enjoyed this book, and will not hesitate to pick up another Tarah Scott book. I can’t get over how PERFECT Kiernan and Pheobe were together. The threats made between each other, absolute adoration for one another, and well… I just loved them together. They’re absolutely one of my favorite book couples from here on out. I would recommend this to anyone who loves a good historical romance novel.
“Forgive me for laughing,” he said.
“I can forgive the mistaken identity—as inconvenient as it is—but tying me up goes beyond the pale.”
“I'm pleased to have your forgiveness, regardless of the reason.”
“When this escapade is finished, you will find yourself at a disadvantage.”
“Heddy,” he said with resignation, “I find myself at a disadvantage now.”
She gave him a dry look. “I doubt that. When do you plan on sending word to the authorities of the murder plot against the duchess—or have you already done so?”
“No need to concern yourself with that.”
"But—my God, you don't intend to report them. You will stand idly by while a murder is planned and executed?”
“What is one murder in exchange for fifteen thousand?" he replied. "Or do fifteen thousand Highlanders hold less value to you than a single noblewoman?” He paused. "Perhaps, the gratitude of the duchess' male relatives interests you more?”
Phoebe shot to her feet. “Even Heddy wouldn't lower herself to such debased actions.”
“Lower herself?” Kiernan laughed, although the sound held none of his characteristic humor. “Heddy, I have seen—”
“By heavens," she burst out. "I am not Heddy.”
“No?” he murmured. When she gave a frustrated growl, he rose. “Well then—" He yanked her against him.
His mouth crashed down on hers and she froze. One arm slipped around her waist while the other cupped her neck. She gasped, but he hugged her closer. His tongue invaded her mouth, the taste of him, shocking and intoxicating. His arm tightened, but the kiss, the thrust of his tongue, softened to a feathery touch. He shuddered, and her heart leapt into a furious rhythm.
His mouth moved slowly against her lips. She became aware of the hard bulge pressing against her abdomen and clutched at his shoulders. Heat streaked from the unexpected throb in her breasts to her stomach, then lower. He abruptly tore his mouth from hers and buried his face in her neck. Phoebe swayed. His low laugh washed warm across her ear and she shivered.
“You temptress,” he breathed. “I understand what Regan sees in you.”
“Just because I borrowed Heddy's coach doesn't mean I am her,” she said through a gulp of air.
Kiernan straightened away from her and stared down at her, eyes intense. “I wonder if Regan would believe me if I swore I didn’t know you're his lover." His gaze slid down her body, and she couldn't find the will to turn away as his eyes lifted again to her face. "You make testing the theory tempting. In fact—"
His fingers tightened on her arms and she realized he intended to test the theory that instant.
REVIEW:
A little while back I saw the opportunity to read this for a blog tour, and I thought the book sounded really good. So I optioned to review, if accepted and I’m so happy that I did. The more and more I looked at the cover to the book and thought about it, I thought I may not like it. I had read the first couple chapters and was Ehhh about it. I’ve been kinda off kilter lately and just plain old busy… so I haven’t been reading much. Alas, I put this book down and didn’t pick it up again, not giving it a second thought. Then I read the synopsis again, and decided to give the book the try it deserved. I did NOT want to put this down. After I started reading, I was done for.
Needless to say, I had not read a Tarah Scott novel before, let alone did I know that there was a #1 Highland book in this series! (It’s ok, they’re companion novel series..I think) Well in either case, I didn’t feel the least bit lost while reading this story. I was captivated by the imagery and the overall premise. The characters blew my mind and I’m not ashamed to say… I am addicted to some Kiernan. He’s broody, chivalrous, cocky, and delicious and what a sexy name that is. RAWR! What are two of my favorite things? Witty Banter and Crooked Grins. I couldn’t get enough of Kiernan and Pheobe. I can’t lie, loved me some Pheobe too. She’s definitely one of a kind. I loved how spirited and relentless she was and the fact that she did what she wanted without taking shit for it. I’m quite the feisty one myself, so I definitely enjoy characters that are too.
Honestly, I’m surprised at how much I really liked this novel. I shouldn’t be though. I think the cover just made me hesitant that it was like all those other historical romances that are usually mass produced. Don’t get me wrong – half naked man on a cover is appealing. I’m just a bit ashamed of myself that I really did judge the book by its cover. I’ve been known to be guilty of that on more than one occasion… which is one of the reasons I needed to give this a second chance. Tarah balanced out the historical aspects while keeping the story fresh, fun, and sexy.
Even though the book was set in the 1800’s, I felt there was just enough history in the backround to keep you in the right frame of mind about the atmosphere. My Highland Lord most definitely gives you a witty, suspenseful, action packed, romantic emotional ride. I thoroughly enjoyed this book, and will not hesitate to pick up another Tarah Scott book. I can’t get over how PERFECT Kiernan and Pheobe were together. The threats made between each other, absolute adoration for one another, and well… I just loved them together. They’re absolutely one of my favorite book couples from here on out. I would recommend this to anyone who loves a good historical romance novel.
MEET THE AUTHOR:
Tarah Scott
Award winning author Tarah Scott cut her teeth on authors such as Georgette Heyer, Zane Grey, and Amanda Quick. Her favorite book is a Tale of Two Cities, with Gone With the Wind as a close second. She writes modern classical romance, and paranormal and romantic suspense. Tarah grew up in Texas and currently resides in Westchester County, New York with her daughter.
STALKING LINKS:
@TarahScott
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