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Beyond a Highland Whisper
by Maeve Greyson   

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Category: 

Romance

Publisher:  The Wild Rose Press ISBN-10:  1601548796
Pages: 

260

Copyright:  2010 ISBN-13:  9781601548795

“Beyond a Highland Whisper” will be available from The Wild Rose Press in February 2011. It’s the story of a mystically gifted Scot from the 1400’s who discovers too late that you should NEVER anger a selfish witch. Poor Latharn MacKay finds himself trapped inside a crystal globe when he withholds his heart from a wicked sorceress. The only escape from the hellish curse is for his destined love to confess her feelings for him in the presence of the glass orb. There’s just a few hurdles he has to overcome to guide Nessa in that direction. Nessa lives six hundred years in the future and Latharn’s forbidden to speak to her. He’s only allowed SILENT visits to her dreams. And then there’s still the problem with the enraged witch. She’s determined to have the final say…unless love proves more powerful.

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The last time Latharn MacKay walked among his kinsman was in Scotland of 1410.  Sensuous and charismatic, all the women wanted him, but none could capture his heart.  Latharn's charm became his curse when a dark sorceress didn’t take rejection well.  She snared his soul into a crystal globe until the one woman destined to be his love whispered his release.  Now all Latharn has to do is find her and guide her to him without speaking a word.

One of the youngest archeologists in St Louis of 2010, Nessa credits one thing for this achievement: the recurring dream of a heart-stopping Highlander since the summer she turned eighteen years old.  Little does she know, he's not some fantasy cooked up by her subconscious.  He’s a trapped soul determined for Nessa to end his six centuries in hell. Can love prevail over the dark magic of a woman scorned?


Excerpt

This short bit is a sequence from one of Latharn’s visits to Nessa’s dreams. He’s trying to atone for allowing her to witness one of his jealous fits in a previous dream:

However, tonight Latharn was different. He didn’t go any further then the hungry possession of her mouth or the desperate, crushing embrace. Nessa sensed he needed this night to be different. His body tensed beneath her touch, he restrained his caress as if he wanted her to reason rather than just shatter into mindless bliss.
He raised his head and gazed into her eyes. Nessa flinched at the depths of pain and frustration etched in his face. He struggled, trying to communicate, to connect with her deepest emotions without the use of words. He took his palm, flattened it against his heart then placed it upon her chest. His brows drawn together in a questioning frown, he tilted his head and waited for a sign that she understood.
Her lower lip quivered at the very obvious gesture. Nessa whispered and covered his hand with hers. “Are you telling me you love me?” Her whisper caught in her throat.
One corner of his mouth pulled up into a relieved smile as Latharn nodded and brushed his lips across hers. He took a deep breath as though steeling himself against his own deepest fears. He took her hand and repeated the heart touching gesture from her chest to his. Then he raised a brow and awaited her answer, anxiety filling his eyes.
A lone tear escaped down her cheek as Nessa stared at her hand splayed upon his broad chest. “You know I love you,” she murmured with a moan. “I just wish that you were real.”
He squeezed his eyes shut, pulling her into his arms to cradle her against his chest. Holding her close, he stroked her hair as she gave way to tears.




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