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My Reluctant Highlander

Series: Highland Games Through Time , Book 3.0
By: Nancy Lee Badger | Other books by Nancy Lee Badger
Published By: Nancy Lee Badger
Published: Jun 15, 2013
ISBN # 9781301366439
Word Count: 88,000
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Categories: Romance>Time-travel Romance>Scottish/Highlander Romance>Historical Other


My Reluctant Highlander (Highland Games Through Time) by Nancy Lee Badger - Romance>Scottish/Highlander eBook

Skye has spent the last five years trying to forget the blacksmith who followed her back to 16th century Scotland, to help fight evil. Sending Jake Jamison home against his will was a disastrous mistake. She risked everything attempting to defeat Andreas Borthwick. Jake might have defeated the evil sorcerer, preventing her husband’s death. When she prevents the sorcerer from grabbing her nephew, he takes her instead. To escape, she defies time to find Jake.

The last person Jake wants to see is the young woman from ancient Scotland; the same woman who has haunted his dreams since she blackmailed him into traveling back in time. Before he could save Skye Gunn’s people, she had sent him home. Until he met Skye, his life had been normal. Quiet, and uncomplicated. No one knows he is a firebreather, except her. His ancestry is a mystery. When Skye falls into his bed—beaten, bloody and beautiful—Jake must choose to trust her, or turn his back on the only woman he’s loved across time.

Skye encourages Jake to use his ability to help her kill the sorcerer. Stealing his heart was not part of the plan. Jake must share his secret, Skye must give her heart fully, and both must dare to love in the time they have.
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“Andreas Borthwick? Here?” Kirk paced faster, his dirk swaying at his hip. Running fingers through his thick reddish-brown hair added to the worried expression. Kirk marched over and talked to his own men-at-arms, then returned to stand near the dais.
“Aye, he said he wanted to…warm me,” she said, dipping her head.
“Devil’s Fire! He might have hurt her, or raped her,” Jake shouted. Murmurs echoed through the room, and Skye’s cheeks pinked. Her dress was muddy, but not torn. When he accompanied her back inside the castle, he saw that she’d lost her shoes. How could he have let his stupid pride keep him from following her?
If anything happens to her…
“I shall kill him,” Kirk said.
“Nay, he is mine,” Skye answered, rising to her feet. The blanket slipped off her shoulders.
She was magnificent. Though dressed in a blue gown, he recognized a warrior. He’d met women with the same fierceness on the battlefield. The army showed him they had every right to fight, but this wasn’t the twenty-first century. It was 1603, and Skye was young. Too young to realize she could die.
Hadn’t she told him she considered herself a Highlander? Hadn’t she insisted that warriors of this time were bred to be cold-blooded killers? The ice in her voice was disturbing, and he wanted to make sure he heard her correctly.
“You plan to kill a powerful magician by yourself?” Jake asked, stepping toward the dais, “I forbid you to go after this guy. He’s too dangerous—”
“Forbid me?”
She’d cut him off. The woman knew him too well, but he was adamant about keeping her safe. “Leave any killing to the men.”
“Aye!” Kirk added.
Jake nodded at her brother, and continued, “Skye, you know what I mean. Let us handle it. He’s obviously out to get you—”
“As well as Kirk, or even Alec,” she added.
Alec again?
“Right, but this doesn’t mean you have to go all Supergirl on him.”
Everyone’s brows rose. He should watch his use of modern words if he was to fit in, and get the danger nullified. “I mean, warrior woman.”
“Aye, the Highlander speaks true,” Marcus said, “Keep to yer womanly nature, and leave the killing to men.”
Jake cringed at Marcus Mackenzie’s words, and wasn’t surprised when Skye’s fists clenched at her sides. Fia struggled to her feet, and Skye turned to help her pregnant friend. Concern for Fia wiped away the indignation that had colored Skye’s expression.
“We are t’bed,” she said, and helped Fia step from the dais.
“Sister, wait,” Kirk said, placing his hand on her arm.
Stopping short, she spun to face him.
Her braid was dirty, and the back of her dress was muddy. The bastard had thrown her to the ground. Had the sorcerer attempted to rape her, or simply abduct her? There was nothing simple about an attack.
When he had her attention, Kirk continued, “The guards are aware of the bastard’s visit. If he is found, he will be brought to us.”
“Ye shall not catch him. He is like smoke,” she said, shaking loose of her brother’s grasp.

My Reluctant Highlander

By: Nancy Lee Badger