In high school, with the encouragement of my father (who I think was a little concerned about the steady diet of romances), I read over eighty of the Franklin Library’s One Hundred Greatest Books ever written-including Tolstoy, Confucius, Plato, and the entire works of Shakespeare. I quickly read through the inventory of the local library and was soon buying bags of romances at garage sales.
After that rather brief conversation, she paid a little closer attention to what had disappeared off her book shelf, and steered me in the direction of Harlequin and Barbara Cartland romances. I can still remember the look of abject horror on my mom’s Catholic-girl-face when I asked her what a virgin was. Some, like Sidney Sheldon’s The Other Side of Midnight, probably weren’t the most appropriate choice for a pre-adolescent-although they were definitely illuminating. Once I cleared off my bookshelf, I started swiping books from my mom. I started with the usual fare: The Little House on the Prairie series, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Hobbit, Watership Down, Nancy Drew, and everything by Judy Blume.
Growing up in California there was always plenty to do outside, but all too often I could be found inside curled up with a book (or two or three). Like most writers, I’ve always loved to read. What do you get when you mix a legal career, a baseball career, motherhood, and a love of history with a voracious reader? In my case, a Historical Romance Author. When Christina’s reckless bid to win her husband’s love goes awry and thrusts them into danger on the eve of war, Tor will face his ultimate battle: to save his wife and to open his heart-before it’s too late. But the only warmth she feels is in their bed, in glorious moments of white-hot desire that disappear with the dawn. The treacherous chit who made her way to Tor’s bed may have won his hand, but she will never claim his heart.Īlthough her husband’s reputation is as fierce as his manner, Christina Fraser believes that something softer hides beneath his brutal shell. Dedicated to his clan, the fiercely independent chief answers to no one-especially not to his alluring new bride, bartered to him in a bid to secure his command of the deadliest fighting force the world has ever seen. The ultimate Highland warlord and a swordsman without equal, Tor MacLeod has no intention of being drawn into Scotland’s war against the English. And to lead his secret Highland Guard, Bruce chooses the greatest warrior of all. They are the best of the best, chosen for their superior skills in each discipline of warfare. Scouring the darkest corners of the Highlands and Western Isles, Robert the Bruce handpicks ten warriors to help him in his quest to free Scotland from English rule. An elite fighting force unlike the world has ever seen.
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