Saturday, December 29, 2018

History lives and breathes. Are you ready?

Ramsay lifted his head and stared into her eyes for a long heart-pounding moment. “You are my happiness,” he said in low rasping whisper. “You alone. D’ye ken what I’m sayin’? Nothing else matters but you.”
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Thursday, December 20, 2018

Release day for KATIE'S HIGHLANDER is next month! #Preorder now!

“Ye speak of things, lass—no’ of people in the future. Do things mean so much t’ye?”
Dwyn’s unblinking stare was growing more uncomfortable by the minute. It was like he was peeling away all her layers and exposing her most vulnerable thoughts. Katie looked to Ramsay, but his body language said he wanted to hear what she had to say too.
“No.” Katie lifted her chin, taking the dare. No one could ever say she was a chickenshit. “As my Papa used to say, things pass through our lives—easy to gain, easy to lose. What matters in life is making memories with someone you love. Memories that no one—not time, the gods, angels, or demons can ever take away.”
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Wednesday, December 19, 2018

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON: THE HIDDEN WORLD | Kit Harington Auditions wit...

I adore Toothless! He's such a sweetie. I hope you don't mind my sharing this video with you. I thought it a lovely break from all the stressful holiday fooferall! :)

Friday, November 30, 2018

Merry Christmas from Dobbins!

Welcome to Mistress Maeve’s Christmas village. I’m Dobbins the postman and so very happy to greet you and wish you the merriest of Christmases.

Mistress Maeve doesn’t know it, but all of us here in Christmas village are, in fact, real. We live our lives and carry on quite nicely when she’s not looking—even when she thinks we’re boxed up and tucked away in storage.

Unfortunately, Mistress Maeve’s cat, Spaz, is very much aware of us and the vile beast has become somewhat of a pain in our backsides. He delights in knocking us off our feet when Mistress Maeve is about, and we have to remain on our backs in the snow until she looks away.
See the house with the porch full of cats? That’s my home. I admit I don’t have the heart to turn away a stray of any kind, but my home is filled with the love they give me in return for a meal and a warm place to rest their weary heads.

Looks like old Mr. Macintosh’s pump is froze-up again. Mrs. Macintosh must be doing laundry even in all this snow. That long underwear on the line will freeze for sure.
I’ll leave you now to wander about on your own without my blatherin’ in your ear. My wife tells me I do tend to go on too much so I’m doin’ my best to keep that in mind whenever new folks come to visit.

But once again, I do wish you a fine merry Christmas and a prosperous and healthy New Year to boot.

Your new wee friend,

Monday, November 19, 2018

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“Nay, m’love, I canna stop.” He slowly rose from his seat, keeping his voice soft and low, barely louder than the sound of the rain. “Yer the first woman in sixteen years . . .” His words stalled. Was he really ready to reveal his scarred heart and his painful history to an outsider, to a woman? A twenty-first-century woman who more than likely had ne’er heard of the MacDara druids or the druid clans?

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Saturday, November 10, 2018

Who knew?

Katie Jenson never dreamed that a time-traveling Highland warrior would be her greatest archeological find.

“Now what?” Katie asked.

When Ramsay finally spoke, the deep richness of his voice was low and steady. He talked as though in a trance. “As of this evenin’, ye are now the wife and soulmate of Ramsay Danann MacDara. Third son to the MacDara high chieftain. Born at MacDara Broch in the Highlands of Scotland . . . in the year 884.”

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