Storm of Desire is a historical romance which finds our heroine, Catherine MacLeod, fighting against the constraints of society to control her own destiny. Starting in Scotland and then spanning the world, Catherine must ultimately decide if she will follow her heart.
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This adventure begins in Scotland in 1628. Catherine MacLeod is an independent, strong-willed, and intelligent woman who fights against the constraints of society to control her own destiny. In the hopes of averting further war within her clan, Catherine reluctantly agrees to marry her second cousin...until she meets and falls in love with the ruthlessly handsome Ian Campbell.
Throughout their stormy relationship, Catherine and Ian are constantly torn apart by misunderstandings, jealousy, and unforeseen circumstances taking Catherine around the world. Her adventures begin in the lush green beauty of Scotland, then sweep her away to an exotic island during the French and Spanish War. Finally able to return to Scotland, only to escape when war breaks out with England, she ultimately lands in Jamestown, Virginia.
When Catherine and Ian finally come face to face in Jamestown, Catherine must make her most difficult decision.....
“Ya promised, Ian!”
“Nay, my love, I never promised I would no touch ya. It was ya who vowed that I would no. Can ya truly deny me, Catherine?” he asked in a husky whisper.
She wanted him and could not deny it, even had she had the voice to do so.
“I promise ya that I will no force ya, Cat,” he whispered against her burning flesh as his mouth rose to hers once again, claiming her mouth.
This was madness, Catherine thought as she found herself caught up in Ian’s sensual web of desire. She hated him for all he had done, but she loved him also and wanted him with every fiber of her being. Frustrated, she wondered why he was not consummating what they both wanted.
“I want to hear ya say it, Cat. Tell me ya want me,” he whispered against her lips.
“Ya know I do.”
“Then say it. I want to hear the words from your own passionate mouth.”
“Nay…” she said, hungry with desire, yet not ready to admit defeat.
Ian stopped, he knew she wanted him, but was too stubborn to admit it. “Ya will no be blaming me in the morning that I forced ya into something ya did no want. If ya want me Cat, ya will have to come to me and tell me ya want me.” With that, he turned his back to her.
Catherine stared, unable to believe what had just transpired. The nerve! He was a beast! She allowed him to bring her to passion, only to leave her craving for him with no way for her release. She pounded her pillow in frustration, but it did not help as Ian fell asleep quite aware of Catherine’s fury.