Virtual Tour - Love With A Scottish Outlaw By Gayle Callen
All she does know? She’s starting to fall in love with him.
LOVE WITH A SCOTTISH OUTLAW
Highland Weddings #3
Gayle Callen
Releasing June 27, 2017
Avon Books
Catriona
Duff can’t remember who she is. Discovered in the midst of a raging
thunderstorm, she has no recollection of how she came to be there or how the
guards around her ended up dead. She certainly doesn’t remember that the
handsome Highlander who saves her is her family’s sworn enemy. All she does
know? She’s starting to fall in love with him.
Duncan Carlyle couldn’t believe his luck when he found Catriona, the daughter of the man who made him an outlaw and forced him from his ancestral home, stranded on the road with nothing to her name--including her memory. Speaking out against Aberfoyle’s evil practices of stealing poor and orphaned children to sell to the highest bidder has cost him everything, but now he has the opportunity to make the man understand the true price of a missing child. But as Duncan begins to know Cat, guilt over his actions wars with his irrepressible desire for her.
When Cat discovers the truth of her identity, she decides she can teach the outlawed clan chief a lesson, but in love, there’s more than one way to win.
Duncan Carlyle couldn’t believe his luck when he found Catriona, the daughter of the man who made him an outlaw and forced him from his ancestral home, stranded on the road with nothing to her name--including her memory. Speaking out against Aberfoyle’s evil practices of stealing poor and orphaned children to sell to the highest bidder has cost him everything, but now he has the opportunity to make the man understand the true price of a missing child. But as Duncan begins to know Cat, guilt over his actions wars with his irrepressible desire for her.
When Cat discovers the truth of her identity, she decides she can teach the outlawed clan chief a lesson, but in love, there’s more than one way to win.
Love with A Scottish Outlaw is one my first book by Gayle Callen so I was very intrigued to read this story . I was so excited to get a early copy of this book and I dived into this book the minute I got the chance to and I loved this it was fantastic . In this book we follow Cat and Duncan. Cat wakes up with no memory of who she is and she is found by Ducan who knows who she is but after what Cat father did him and his people , he decides not to tell her , however as he starts to know her starts to feel guilt about this . I loved Cat and Duncan , I was so invested in this couple and the way that Gayle Callen wrote there romance with the sexual tension just building up between until they had no choice but to give into was just fantastic, I looked forward to ever scene they shared with each other, the romance was sexy , swoon worthy and enchanting . There was so much happening in this book , when you find about the children getting stolen and sold as indenture laborers it just broke my heart , but at the same time it made want to give Duncan the biggest hug in world knowing that he does everything he can to save as much of these kids as possible .This book constantly kept me on my toes and I loved ever minute . I was so sad to see this story end. Gayle Callen created a addicting , sexy, swoon worthy historical romance and that epilogue omg that epilogue it made my heart so happy . I cannot wait to see what Gayle Callen writes next . If you love all these things in you books you should definitely pick up a copy as soon you can .
RATING
5 /5 STARS
Duncan lifted the
woman’s upper body into his left arm, cradling her head so that he blocked the
rain. He probed near her wound gingerly with his right hand, and she frowned
and weakly tried to turn away.
His wariness deepened.
There was something about her, a familiarity that echoed inside his head but
refused to take shape.
“Where am I?” she
whispered, her accent English. “What happened?”
An English lady in
the Highlands? He chose to answer the second question rather than the first.
“Ye’ve a nasty wound to your head, mistress. Did ye fall?”
She blinked as if
she might lose consciousness. “Where am I? What happened?”
Now it was his turn
to blink, but he remembered that wounds of the head could cause confusion. He
knew he had to stop the blood loss.
“Mistress, can ye
stand?”
She opened those
eyes again, large and golden, in a delicate face. Her dark hair streamed back
from her forehead, her hairline coming to a peak.
He recognized her,
a flash of memory from Stirling several years ago, when he’d glared his hatred
at the Earl of Aberfoyle, a haughty old man on horseback, forcing aside a poor
lass heavy with child to make way for him. The earl’s family was seldom in
Scotland, so their arrival in the Highlands had caused a stir. Duncan had seen
this woman riding just behind, wearing the fine gown and jaunty hat that marked
her a noble lady. At least she’d looked distressed at her father’s actions.
Catriona Duff was
the daughter of Aberfoyle, the chief of the Clan Duff and Duncan’s bitter
enemy. Aberfoyle was one of the main reasons that Duncan was an outlaw who had
to protect and feed his people while on the run.
He lifted his head
and looked about, as if the earl and his entire retinue were somewhere nearby,
waiting to attack him. “Where are your men?” he demanded.
“What happened?”
she asked weakly.
“Ye’ve hit your
head. Where are your men?”
“My—men?”
Her hand fluttered
toward her forehead, but he didn’t allow her to touch the wound.
A spasm of pain
narrowed her eyes. “I found them . . . dead,” she whispered.
“What happened to me?”
“I don’t know.” Six
weeks after almost being captured, he was still wary of anything unusual in his
part of the Highlands. Dead men would prove her story true, but he couldn’t
deal with them now.
“I—I can’t
remember—I can’t remember anything!” Though her cry was feeble, it was full of
helplessness and fear.
“Ye don’t remember
the accident?”
“Not . . .
the accident, not even . . . my name.”
He frowned down at
her, wondering at what intrigue she was playing—or what her father had set in
motion. He wouldn’t put it past the bastard.
She clutched his
plaid. “What happened to me?” she cried in despair.
“I do not ken. I
must clean that wound. Can ye stand? I can pull ye up on my horse.”
He rose, lifting
her up with him until she could clutch the saddle for support. After mounting,
he reached down for her. He would have preferred she ride astride behind him,
but she seemed so weak that he ended up cradling her across his thighs. She
leaned into him, her head lolling onto his chest, her blood staining his black,
red, and yellow plaid.
It didn’t take long
to reach the rocky overhang he’d used for shelter several other times. Once out
of the rain, he searched his saddle pack but found nothing that would do for a
clean bandage. He ended up cutting several strips from the end of his shirt
with his dirk. The wound seemed clean enough after all the rain, so he wrapped
the improvised bandages around her head and hoped they stopped the bleeding.
She looked at him
helplessly the whole time, and he felt like she was memorizing his features. He
studied her, too. Her high cheekbones emphasized the hollows beneath, and her
full lips hinted at an expressive mouth. Her pale face was as remote and
beautiful as a statue, making her appeal to him on a primitive level that he
would never acknowledge.
Why was she in the
remote Highlands? According to gossip he’d heard long ago, she rarely visited
her father’s castles. Was she the advance of a larger party headed right for
Duncan’s unsuspecting people? She was so close to his hidden encampment. If he
let her go, she could bring men to hunt the area, risking his people—risking
the good he was trying to do. He couldn’t release her until he knew all the
facts.
Tasty
Q&A with Gayle Callen
If you had to title your own life
what would it be and why?
“Lucky
in Love.” I met my husband a year before we started dating, but once we dated,
we married within six months. And I knew that first month that I was in love
with him. So any time someone uses love at first sight in a romance novel, I
think it could be true, because it happened to me. And we’ve been married 35
years, so it can work!
What is your favorite place to
visit?
It
may sound cliché for a historical romance author, but I love England London Yorkshire . The countryside changes
so much, from thatched roofs and abundant gardens, to bleak moors that roll to
the horizon. Incredible!
Favorite writing place.
Even
though I’ve written most of my books from a small office on the lower level of
my house, my favorite place to write is on my patio. I spent all last summer
working outside 4-6 hours every day. My yard is mostly trees, but I have an
umbrella to sit beneath when the sun is overhead. I planted begonias and
impatiens, which do well in the shade. I put up my feet up, my laptop on a lap
desk, and I write, listening to the sound of the bees, the birds, and distant
lawn mowers. My neighbor has several bird feeders that spill seeds onto the ground,
so sometimes birds, squirrels, bunnies, and chipmunks are all cavorting in the
grass together, like my own private show. It’s so peaceful!
What are 5 things you must have with
you when you write?
Ooh,
interesting question. I don’t think I’m superstitious about anything in particular,
but there are some constants when I’m writing a book. A laptop is number one—a
desktop computer can’t easily be moved, so I’ve used a laptop for years so I
can set it aside to research, spread out my index cards, etc. And I want to be
able to take it with me, too! Next, I always have ice water in a big insulated
mug. I have index cards, because that’s how I keep track of all my scenes. I
use a purple pen to write on them. And lastly, markers, because I highlight a
corner of each index card to keep track of all my plotlines when I lay the
cards out: purple for the heroine’s emotional growth, blue for the hero, pink
for the romance plot, then green/orange/red for the various plotlines in the
book. Yes, I love to organize and plot things out.
Can you tell us a little about your
book?
I
was so excited to write LOVE WITH A SCOTTISH OUTLAW, mainly because I finally
found a story to fit a plot I’d always wanted to write: amnesia. I opened the
book with the heroine, Catriona, waking up in the Scottish Highlands, her head
bleeding, not knowing who she is. It was such fun to write! The hero Duncan is
the chief of an outlawed clan—and he knows exactly who she is, the daughter of
his enemy. While Catriona thinks he is being kind enough to house her while she
discovers who she is, Duncan
After a
detour through fitness instructing and computer programming, Gayle
Callen found the life she’d always dreamed of as a romance writer.
This USA Today bestselling author has written more than twenty
historical romances for Avon Books, and her novels have won the Holt Medallion,
the Laurel Wreath Award, the Booksellers’ Best Award, and been translated into
eleven different languages. The mother of three grown children, an avid
crafter, singer, and outdoor enthusiast, Gayle lives in Central New York with
her dog Uma and her husband, Jim the Romance Hero. She also writes contemporary
romances as Emma Cane. Discover more at her website.
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