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Albert Camus

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Virtue and Valor (Highland Heather Romancing a Scot #2) by Collette Cameron

Bartholomew Yancy never expected to inherit an English earldom and had no intention of marrying. Now, the Earl of Ramsbury and last in his line, he’s obligated to resign his position as England’s War Secretary, find a wife, and produce an heir. 


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Release Date: June 24th, 2015

Bartholomew Yancy never expected to inherit an English earldom and had no intention of marrying. Now, the Earl of Ramsbury and last in his line, he’s obligated to resign his position as England’s War Secretary, find a wife, and produce an heir. Only one woman holds the least appeal: Isobel Ferguson, an exquisite Scotswoman. Brought to Scotland to mediate between feuding clans, he doggedly woos her.

Disillusioned with men pursuing her for her attractiveness, rather than her unusual intellect, Isobel has all but abandoned any hope of finding a husband in the Highlands. Not only does she believe Yancy no different than her other suitors, he’s a notorious rake. She’s been told he’s practically betrothed. Therefore, his interest in her cannot possibly be honorable, and so she shuns his attentions.

When Isobel is mistakenly abducted by a band of rogue Scots, Yancy risks his life to rescues her. To salvage her compromised reputation, her brother and father insist she marry him. Yancy readily agrees, but Isobel—knowing full well she’s fated for spinsterhood by refusing his offer— won’t be coerced into marriage.

Can love unite a reluctant earl and a disenchanted beauty?

EXCERPT





Isobel wheeled around and wound up planting her face squarely in a very masculine chest.

“Oh!” She leaped backward reflexively. Her heel caught on the cloak’s hem, and she tilted at a precarious angle.

Simply fabulous.

She flailed her arms, and her possessions clattered to the stable floor

Lord Ramsbury rushed forward, grasping her shoulders just as her feet left the ground.

Eyes locked on his, she seized his coat lapels, frantically trying to stay upright.

His eyes widened in alarmed surprise when he teetered toward her.

Too late.

Lord Ramsbury’s solid form toppled onto her and mashed her into the rough wood.

Eyes closed and surrounded by his sheer male essence, she waited for sharp pain to stab her. Tentatively, prepared to cease at the slightest discomfort, she wiggled her fingers and toes.

No pain. Nothing broken then.

She tried to pull in a deep breath, but his weight bore down upon her chest. Gads, how much did his lordship weigh?

She opened her eyes. Silky, whisky-colored hair tickled her nose. A clean virile scent, with a hint of sandalwood, hovered over him. He smelled wonderful, and she had the oddest urge to nuzzle her nose in his hair.

She noiselessly sniffed instead.

Mmm, heavenly.

Did he twitch the merest bit?

Lord Ramsbury’s chest squashed her breasts nearly flat, and his lean hips were nestled between her thighs. For certain her backside and shoulders would sport a bruise or two.

Lifting her head, she winced. Ah, that stung. She wriggled her fingers, attempting to poke him. Why didn’t he get off? A gentleman would have, but he had already proved he didn’t deserve that title.

*****

As if sensing his master’s alarm, the horse lengthened his strides, flying across the moor.

Almost there.

All at once, Isobel peered over her shoulder, dread frozen on her face. Her eyes grew round as twin moons. A large purplish-blue bruise covered most of one cheek, and dried blood had congealed on her split and swollen lower lip.

So great was Yancy’s urge to kill, his gut knotted tighter than a hangman’s noose, and a red haze blinded him.

“Yancy.” Isobel smiled, that dazzling, mind numbing curving of pretty lips that rendered a man incapable of coherent thought.

Arms outstretched, he rode beneath her. “Let go. I’ll catch you.”

She shook her head, eyes now squeezed tight as a pickpocket’s fist. “No, I am too heavy.”

“Damn it, Isobel. Let go! We’ve got mere minutes to flee.” He softened his voice. “I promise, darling, I’ll not let you fall.”

Her pink mouth formed a small ‘O’ of surprise. She released the rope and plopped in an ungraceful tangle of skirts into his lap.

Yancy seized her in his arms and planted a fierce, possessive kiss on her unbruised cheek. “So help me God, Isobel, I lost twenty years from my life in the past few days, and ten of those in the last couple of minutes alone.”

“You are alive.” Bursting into tears, she threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his throat. “You are really alive.”

Sobs wracked her as her tears soaked his neckcloth. “I thought you had been killed.”

He kissed her hair, savoring the gift of holding her in his arms. Wonder rendered him mute. Had she grieved for him?



About the author:
Bestselling, award-winning author, Collette Cameron, has a Bachelor of Science in Liberal Studies and a Master's in Teaching. Author of the Castle Brides Series, Highland Heather Romancing a Scot Series, and Conundrums of the Misses Culpepper Series, Collette writes Regency and Scottish historicals and makes her home in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and five mini-dachshunds. Mother to three and a self-proclaimed Cadbury Chocolate chocoholic, Collette loves a good joke, inspirational quotes, flowers, trivia, and all things shabby chic or cobalt blue. You'll always find dogs, birds, quirky—sometimes naughty—humor, and a dash of inspiration in her novels.

Her motto for life? You can’t have too much chocolate, too many hugs, too many flowers, or too many books. She’s thinking about adding shoes to that list.

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3 comments:

Book Partners In Crime Promotions said...

Thank you for hosting VIRTUE AND VALOR!

Carol L. said...

It's on my TRL. I love reading about England & Scotland. I enjoyed the excerpt and look forward to reading it.Thanks for the opportunity.
Carol L
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Collette Cameron said...

Thank you for helping me celebrate my new release!