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When Tavish Graham stumbles upon the naked body of Sophie d'Alembert, he thinks she is dead. But it doesn't take him long to discover that Sophie is very much alive and more woman than he can handle, so he leaves her with his brother, James, the Earl of Monleigh.
Beautiful, young and French, Sophie finds herself in the wild, strange land of the Scots. Terrified and not willing to trust James, she fails to tell him that she is the granddaughter of Louis XIV--and that she is fleeing a forced marriage to the hated English Duke of Rockingham.
Reluctantly, Sophie begins to fall in love with the rugged Highlander. And before she can reveal the truth of her past, James discovers her royal connection, and wonders what else she is keeping from him. Can James resist her, or will he defy the might of England and France for a lover as wild and passionate as himself?
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This one turned out okay for me, but there were moments in the first third of the book where some of the conversations seemed rushed, corny, cringe-worthy, and unbelievable for the amount of time these two knew each other. It was awkward at times. Another factor that bothered me a little but I let it go because it didn't happen all that often and the personalities of the characters were very different, was there were striking similarities to Gabaldon's Outlander series: the main character is named Jamie, he gets his left hand crushed by a mallet in prison, there's an evil English dude who captures the heroine, there's a lot of talk of Bonnie Prince Charlie, the Jacobite cause, etc. It was distracting because this book was published after the other very successful book series, so similarities seem more glaring. Coffman did a good job tying up the pieces at the end and finished the story off strong. ( )
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(chapter 1 page 1)
Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Greacians even when they offer gifts. --Virgil (70-19 B.C.), Roman poet. Laocoon, from Aeneid, Book 2
(chapter 2 page 23)
A liar should have a good memory. --Quintilian (c.35-c.100), Roman rhetorician. De Institutione Oratoria (c.90)
(chapter 3 page 43)
How like a moth, the simple maid Still plays about the flame! --John Gay (1685-1732), English poet and playwright. The Beggar's Opera (1728)
(chapter 4 page 63)
Not all that tempts your wandering eyes And heedless hearts, is lawful prize; Nor all that glisters, gold. --Thomas Gray (1716-1771), English poet. "On a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes" (1748). The Poems of Thomas Gray: William Collins: Oliver Goldsmith
(chapter 5 page 77)
When Love's delirium haunts the glowing mind, Limping Decorum lingers far behind. --Lord Byron (1788-1824), English poet. Answer to Some Elegant Verses Sent by a Friend
I shall not say why and how I became, at the age of fifteen, the mistress of the Earl of Craven. --Harriette Wilson (1786-1846), British writer and courtesan. Opening of book. Memoirs of Harriette Wilson(1825)
(chapter 7 page 109)
Licence my roving hands, and let them go, Before, behind, between, above, below… --John Donne (1572-1631), English metaphysical poet and divine. Elegies. "To His Mistress Going to Bed" (1633)
(chapter 8 page 128)
The Devil, having nothing else to do, Went off to tempt My Lady Poltagrue. My Lady, tempted by a private whim, To his extreme annoyance, tempted him. --Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British writer. Sonnets and Verse. "On Lady Poltagrue, A Public Peril" (1923). Complete Verse (1991)
(chapter 9 page 141)
Quarrels would not last so long if the fault were on only one side. --Francois de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680), French writer. Reflections, or Sentences and Moral Maxims (1665)
(chapter 10 page 154)
The best way to get the better of temptation is just to yield to it. --Clementina Stirling Graham (1782-1877), Scottish writer. Mystifications. "Soiree at Mrs. Russel's" (1859)
(chapter 11 page 165)
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. --William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English poet and playwright. Othello (1602-1604), Act 1, Scene 1
(chapter 12 page 197)
I shall have mistresses. --George II (1683-1760), German-born British monarch. Memoirs of the Reign of George the Second (John Hervey; 1848)
(chapter 13 page 214)
So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whisper'd, "'twere better by far T have match'd our fair cousin with young Mochinvar." --Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832), Scottish novelist. Marmion: A Tale of Flodden Field, Canto V (1808)
(chapter 14 page 242)
There's a snake hidden in the grass. --Virgil (70-19 B.C.), Roman poet
(chapter 15 page 260)
She knew treachery, Rapine, deceit, and lust, and ills enow To be a woman. --John Donne (1572-1631), English metaphysical poet and divine. The Progress of the Soul (1601)
(chapter 16 page 273)
When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies. --William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English poet and playwright. Sonnet 138 (1609)
(chapter 17 page 298)
Is there, in human-form, that bears a heart A wretch! a villain! lost to love and truth! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth? --Robert Burns (1759-1796), Scottish poet and songwriter. "The Cotter's Saturday Night" (1786)
(chapter 18 page 313)
If she be false, O! then heavens mocks it- self. I'll not believe it. --William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English poet and playwright. Othello (1602-1604), Act 3, Scene 3
(chapter 19 page 329)
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. --William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English poet and playwright. Sonnet 147
(chapter 20 page 355)
O you gods! Why do you make us love your goodly gifts And snatch them straight away? --William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English poet and playwright. Pericles (1606-1608), Act 3, Scene 1
(chapter 21 page 366)
An honorable imprisonment…as is due to one who is in treaty for ransom. --Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832), Scottish novelist. Ivanhoe (1819)
(chapter 22 page 377)
Let me remind you what the wary fox said once upon a time to a sick lion: "Be- cause those footprints scare me, all directed your way, none coming back." --Horace (65-8 B.C.), Roman poet. Epistles (c.20 B.C.)
(chapter 23 page 390)
It is nought good a slepyng hound to wake. --Geoffrey Chaucer (c.134201400), English poet. Troilus and Criseyde (c.1385)
(chapter 24 page 399)
You can deduce it without further evidence than this, that no one delights more in vengeance than a woman. --Juvenal (c.60-c.128), Roman satirist. Satires (c.110-127)
(chapter 25 page 410)
Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. William Shakespeare (1564-1616), English poet and playwright. Henry IV, Part 1 (1597), Act 2, Scene 3
(chapter 26 page 432)
The world was all before them, where to choose Their places of rest, and Providence their guide: They hand in hand with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way. --John Milton (1608-1674), English poet. Paradise Lost (1667)
(Epilogue page 436) I wish to believe in immortality--I wish to live with you for ever. --John Keats (1795-1821), English poet. Letter to Fanny Brawne (July 1820). Letters of John Keats (H. E. Rollins Ed.; 1958)
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When Tavish Graham stumbles upon the naked body of Sophie d'Alembert, he thinks she is dead. But it doesn't take him long to discover that Sophie is very much alive and more woman than he can handle, so he leaves her with his brother, James, the Earl of Monleigh.
Beautiful, young and French, Sophie finds herself in the wild, strange land of the Scots. Terrified and not willing to trust James, she fails to tell him that she is the granddaughter of Louis XIV--and that she is fleeing a forced marriage to the hated English Duke of Rockingham.
Reluctantly, Sophie begins to fall in love with the rugged Highlander. And before she can reveal the truth of her past, James discovers her royal connection, and wonders what else she is keeping from him. Can James resist her, or will he defy the might of England and France for a lover as wild and passionate as himself?
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