Dark Highlander (Highlander Series #5)

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Journey to a world of ancient magic, breathtaking sensuality, thrilling time-travel.... Journey to the world of The Dark Highlander. Crisscrossing the continents and the centuries, here is a novel as gripping as it is sensual—an electrifying adventure that will leave you breathless....

I am Dageus MacKeltar, a man with one good conscience and thirteen bad ones, driven to sate my darkest desires…

From his penthouse lair high above Manhattan, ...

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Overview

Journey to a world of ancient magic, breathtaking sensuality, thrilling time-travel.... Journey to the world of The Dark Highlander. Crisscrossing the continents and the centuries, here is a novel as gripping as it is sensual—an electrifying adventure that will leave you breathless....

I am Dageus MacKeltar, a man with one good conscience and thirteen bad ones, driven to sate my darkest desires…

From his penthouse lair high above Manhattan, Dageus looks out over a glittering city that calls to the darkness within him. A sixteenth-century Scot trapped between worlds, he is fighting a losing battle with the thirteen Druids who possess his soul, dooming him to an eternity of sexual pursuit. When Chloe Zanders, student of antiquities, is drawn into his world, she finds the insatiable alpha male an irresistible lure.Before long, she is caught up in an ancient prophecy that will sweep her back into time to medieval Scotland. Plunged into a world of timeless magic and dark seduction, she will soon face the challenge of a lifetime: fighting thirteen evil spirits for the heart of one irresistible man....

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Darker, sexier and more serious than Moning's previous time-travel romances, this tall tale is every bit as entertaining. A Highlander from the 16th-century versed in both ancient Druid magic and the many ways in which to love a woman, Daegus MacKeltar is an enchanting hero as well as his own worst enemy. At the end of Moning's previous book, To Kiss a Highlander, Daegus used his Druid powers to travel back in time and save his twin brother, Drustan, who would have otherwise perished in a fire, but in doing so, he released the spirits of 13 evil Druids, who now reside inside him. In his search for age-old texts that may hold the key to re-imprisoning the spirits, Daegus meets ever-curious Chloe Zanders, a Manhattan antiquities lover. When she accidentally stumbles upon his collection of "borrowed" texts, Daegus holds her captive, which leads to a number of hilarious exchanges and heady encounters. The tension, sexual and otherwise, hits a boiling point when the two travel to Scotland to face Daegus's demons. Chloe's cheery disposition is a perfect foil for Daegus's brooding sensuality, and their clever banter leavens the weighty plot line. This wild, imaginative romp takes readers on an exhilarating ride through time and space. (Oct. 8) Forecast: A nationally distributed excerpt booklet-containing writing tips and an "interview" between Daegus and sex therapist Tracey Cox-should generate a healthy buzz which, combined with positive pre-pub reviews, will help boost this book onto the charts.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780440237556
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 10/1/2002
  • Series: Highlander Series , #5
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 152,441
  • Product dimensions: 4.17 (w) x 6.86 (h) x 1.03 (d)

Meet the Author

Karen Marie Moning is the internationally bestselling author of the Highlander and Fever novels. Her books have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Publishers Weekly bestseller lists, and have won numerous awards, including the prestigious Rita. She lives in Georgia and Florida with her husband Neil and the world-traveling cat, Moonshadow.

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First Prologue

In a place difficult for humans to find, a man, of sorts—it amused him to go by the name of Adam Black among mortals—approached a silk-canopied dais and knelt before his queen.

"My queen, The Compact is broken."

Aoibheal, queen of the Tuatha Dé Danaan, was silent for a longtime. When finally she turned to her consort, her voice dripped ice. "Summon the council."

Second Prologue

Thousands of years before the birth of Christ, there settled in Ireland a race called the Tuatha Dé Danaan who, over time, became known as the True Race or the Fairy.

An advanced civilization from a faraway world, the Tuatha Dé Danaan educated some of the more promising humans they encountered in Druid ways. For a time, man and fairy shared the earth in peace, but sadly, bitter dissension arose between them, and the Tuatha Dé Danaan decided to move on. Legend claims they were driven "under the hills" into "fairy mounds." The truth is they never left our world, but hold their fantastic court in places difficult for humans to find.

After the Tuatha Dé Danaan left, the human Druids warred among themselves for power. Thirteen of their once faithful Druids turned to dark ways and-thanks to what the Tuatha Dé Danaan had taught them-nearly destroyed the earth.

The Tuatha Dé Danaan emerged from their hidden places and stopped the battle moments before the Druids succeeded in damaging the earth beyond repair. They stripped the Druids of their power, scattering them to the far corners of the earth. They punished the thirteen who'd turned dark by casting them into a place between dimensions, locking their immortal souls in an eternal prison.

The Tuatha Dé Danaan then selected a noble bloodline, the Keltar, to use the sacred knowledge to rebuild and nurture the land. Together they negotiated The Compact: the treaty governing cohabitation of their races. The Keltar swore many oaths to the Tuatha Dé Danaan, first and foremost that they would never use the power of the standing stones-which give the man who knows the sacred formulas the ability to move through space and time-for personal gain or political ends. The Tuatha Dé Danaan pledged many things in return, first and foremost that they would never spill the lifeblood of a mortal. Both races have long abided by the pledges made that day.

Over the ensuing millennia, the MacKeltar journeyed to Scotland and settled in the Highlands above what is now called Inverness. Although most of their ancient history from the time of their involvement with the Tuatha Dé Danaan has melted into the mists of their distant past and been forgotten, and although there is no record of a Keltar encountering a Tuatha Dé Danaan since then (giving rise to speculation that the ancient race no longer exists), they have never strayed from their sworn purpose.

Pledged to serve the greater good of the world, no MacKeltar has ever broken his sacred oath. On the few occasions they have opened a gate to other times within the circle of stones, it has been for the noblest of reasons: to protect the earth from great peril. An ancient legend holds that if a MacKeltar breaks his oath and uses the stones to travel through time for personal purposes, the myriad souls of the darkest Druids trapped in the in-between will claim him and make him the most evil, terrifyingly powerful Druid humankind has ever known.

In the fifteenth century, twin brothers Drustan and Dageus MacKeltar are born. As their ancestors before them, they protect the ancient tore, nurture the land, and guard the coveted secret of the standing stones.

Honorable men, without corruption, Dageus and Drustan serve faithfully.

Until one fateful night, in a moment of blinding grief Dageus MacKeltar violates the sacred Compact.

When his brother Drustan is killed, Dageus enters the circle of stones and goes back in time to event Dnistan's death. He succeeds, but between dimensions is taken by the souls of the evil Druids who have not tasted or touched or smelled, not made love or danced or vied for powet for nearly four thousand years.

Now Dageus MacKeltar is a man with one good conscience-and thirteen bad ones. Although he can hold his own for a white, his time is growing short.

The darkest Druid currently resides in the East 70s in Manhattan, and that is where our story begins.

CHAPTER 1

Dageus MacKeltar walked like a man and talked like a man, but in bed he was pure animal.

Criminal attorney Katherine O'Malley called a spade a spade, and the man was raw Sex with a capital S. Now that she'd slept with him she was ruined for other men.

It wasn't just what he looked like, with his sculpted body,skin poured like gold velvet over steel, chiseled features, and silky black hair. Or that lazy, utterly arrogant smile that promised a woman paradise. And delivered. One hundred percent satisfaction guaranteed.

It wasn't even the exotic golden eyes fringed by thick black lashes beneath slanted brows.

It was what he did to her.

He was sex like she'd never had in her life, and Katherine had been having sex for seventeen years. She thought she'd seen it all. But when Dageus MacKeltar touched her, she came apart at the seams. Aloof, his every movement smoothly controlled, when he stripped off his clothing he stripped off every ounce of that rigid discipline and turned into an untamed barbarian. He fucked with the single-minded intensity of a man on death row, execution at dawn.

Just thinking about him made places low in her belly clench. Made her skin felt stretched too tight across her bones. Made her breath come short and sharp.

Now, standing in the anteroom outside the enameled French doors of his exquisite Manhattan penthouse overlooking Central Park that fit him like a second skin-starkly elegant, black, white, chrome, and hard-she felt intensely alive, every nerve wired. Drawing a deep breath, she turned the handle and pushed open the door.

It was never locked. As if he feared nothing, forty-three floors above the flash and razor edges of the city. As if he'd seen the worst the Big Apple had to offer and found it all mildly amusing. As if the city might be big and bad, but he was bigger and badder.

She stepped inside, inhaling the rich scent of sandalwood and roses. Classical music spilled through the luxurious rooms-Mozart's Requiem-but she knew that later he might play Nine Inch Nails, and stretch her naked body against the wall of windows that overlooked the conservatory water, driving into her until she screamed her release to the bright city lights below.

Sixty feet of coveted Fifth Avenue frontage in the East 70s-and she had no idea what he did for a living. Most of the time she wasn't certain she wanted to know.

She pushed the doors shut behind her and allowed the buttery-soft folds of her leather coat to spill to the floor, revealing black lace-topped thigh-highs, matching panties, and a sheer push-up bra that presented her full breasts to perfection. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the darkened windows and smiled. At thirty-three, Katherine O'Malley looked good. She should look good, she thought, arching a brow, as much exercise as she'd been getting in his bed. Or on the floor. Sprawled across the leather sofa. In his black marble Jacuzzi...

A wave of lust made her dizzy, and she breathed deeply to slow her pounding heart. Around him, she felt insatiable. A time or two, she'd briefly entertained the outrageous thought that he might not be human. That maybe he was some mythical sex-god, perhaps Priapus beckoned by the needy inhabitants of the city that never slept. Or some creature of long-forgotten lore, a Sidhe that had the ability to heighten pleasure to extremes mortals weren't meant to taste.

"Katie-lass." His voice floated down from the top floor of, the fifteen-room duplex, dark and rich, his Scottish accent making her think of peat-smoke, ancient stones, and aged whisky.

Only Dageus MacKeltar could get away with calling Katherine O'Malley "Katie-lass."

As he descended the curving staircase and entered the thirty-foot living room with its vaulted ceilings, marble fireplace, and panoramic view of the park, she remained motionless, drinking him in. He wore black linen trousers, and she knew there would be nothing beneath them but the most perfect male body she'd ever seen. Her gaze drifted over his wide shoulders, down his hard chest and his rippling abs, lingering on the twin ropes of muscle that cut his lower stomach and disappeared into his pants, beckoning the eye to follow.

"Good enough to eat?" His golden eyes glittered as they raked her body. "Come." He extended his hand. "Lass, you take my breath away. Your wish is my command this eve. You have only to tell me."

His long midnight hair, so black it seemed as blue-black as his shadow beard in the amber glow of recessed lights, spilled over one muscled shoulder, falling to his waist, and she sucked in a quick breath. She knew the feel of it sweeping her bare breasts, abrading her nipples, falling lower, across her thighs as he brought her to peak after shuddering peak.

"As if I need to say anything. You know what I want before I know myself." She heard the edge in her voice, knew he heard it too. It unnerved her, how well he understood her. Before she knew what she wanted, he was giving it to her.

It made him dangerously addictive.

He smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. She wasn't certain she'd ever seen it reach his eyes. They never changed, merely observed and waited. Like a tiger's golden eyes, his were watchful yet aloof, amused yet detached. Hungry eyes. Predator eyes. More than once she'd wanted to ask what those tiger-eyes saw. What judgment they passed, what the hell he seemed to be waiting for, but in the bliss of his hard body against hers she forgot time and again, until she was back at work and it was too late to ask.

She'd been sleeping with him for two months, and knew no more about him now than the day she'd met him in Starbucks, across the street from O'Leary Banks and O'Malley, where she was a partner, thanks partly to her father, the senior O'Malley, and partly to her own ruthlessness. One look at the six-foot-four, darkly seductive man over the rim of her café au lait, and she'd known she had to have him. It might have had something to do with the way he'd locked eyes with her as he'd lazily licked whipped cream off his mocha, making her imagine that sexy tongue doing far more intimate things. It might have had something to do with the pure sexual heat he gave off. She knew it had a great deal to do with the danger that rolled off him. Some days she wondered if she'd be defending him as one of her controversial high-profile clients in the months or years to come.

That same day they'd met, they'd rolled across his white Berber carpet, from fireplace to windows, wrestling silently for the supreme position, until she'd no longer cared how he'd taken her, so long as he had.

With a reputation for a razor-sharp tongue and the mind to back it up, she'd never once turned it on him. She had no idea how he maintained his lavish lifestyle, how he afforded his obscenely expensive collections of art and ancient weapons. She didn't know where he'd been born, or even when his birthday was.

At work, she'd mentally prepare her interrogatory but inevitably the probing questions stalled on her tongue the moment she saw him. She, the merciless interrogator in a courtroom, tongue-tied in his bedroom. On occasion, tied in infinitely more pleasurable ways. The man was a true master of the erotic.

"Woolgatherin', lass? Or merely deciding how you want me?" he purred.

Katherine wet her lips. How she wanted him?

She wanted him out of her system. Kept hoping the next time she slept with him, the sex might not be so mindblowing. The man was far too dangerous to get involved with emotionally. Just yesterday she'd lingered at Mass, praying that she would get over her addiction to him-please, God, soon. Yes, he heated her blood, but there was something about him that chilled her soul.

In the meantime-hopelessly fascinated as she was-she knew exactly how she would have him. A strong woman, she was aroused by the strength of a dominant man. She would end the night sprawled over his leather sofa. He would fist his hand in her long hair, drive into her from behind. He would bite the nape of her neck when she came.

She inhaled sharply, took one step forward, and he was on her, dragging her down to the thick carpet. Firm lips, sensual, with a hint of cruelty, dosed over hers as he kissed her, golden eyes narrowing.

There was something about him that bordered on terrifying, she thought as he pinned her hands to the floor and rose over her, too beautiful, rife with dark secrets she suspected no woman should ever know-and it made the sex so much more exquisite, that fine edge of danger.

It was her last coherent thought for a long, long time.

*******

Dageus MacKeltar braced his palms against the wall of windows and stared out into the night, his body separated from a plunge of forty-three stories by a pane of glass. The soft buzz of the television was nearly lost in the patter of rain against the windows. A few fret to his right, the sixtyinch screen was reflected in the glistening glass and David Boreanaz stalked broodingly, playing Angel, the tortured vampire with a soul. Dageus watched long enough to ascertain it was a repeat, then let his gaze drift back to the night.

The vampire always found at least partial resolution, and Dageus had begun to fear that for him, there would be none. Ever.

Besides, his problem was a little more complicated than Angel's. Angel's problem was a soul. Dageus's was a legion of them.

Raking a hand through his hair, he studied the city below. Manhattan: A mere twenty-two square miles. Inhabited by nearly two million people. Then there was the metropolis itself, with seven million people crammed into three hundred square miles.

It was a city of grotesque proportions to a sixteenth-century Highlander, the sheer immensity inconceivable. When he'd first arrived in New York City, he'd walked around the Empire State Building for hours. One hundred and two floors, ten million bricks, the interior thirty-seven million cubic feet, one thousand two hundred and fifty feet tall, it was struck by lightning an average of five hundred times per year.

What manner of man built such monstrosities? he'd wondered. Sheer insanity was what it was, the Highlander had marveled.

And a fine place to call home.

New York City had beckoned the darkness within him. He'd made his lair in the pulsing heart of it.

A man without clan, outcast, nomad, he'd doffed the sixteenth-century man like so much worn plaid. Applied his formidable Druid intellect to assimilating the twenty-first:the new language, the customs, the incredible technology.

Though there were still many things he didn't understand-certain words and expressions utterly stumped him, and more often than not he still thought in Gaelic, Latin, or Greek and had to hastily translate-he'd adapted at a remarkable rate.

A man who possessed the esoteric knowledge to open a gate through time, he'd expected five centuries to make the world a vastly different place. His understanding of Druid lore, sacred geometry, cosmology, and natural laws of what the twenty-first century called physics had made the wonders of the new world easier for him to fathom.

Not that he didn't frequently gawk. He did. Flying on a plane had fashed him greatly. The clever engineering and fabulous construction of Manhattan's bridges had kept him occupied for days.

The people, the masses of teeming people, bewildered him. He suspected they always would. There was a part of the sixteenth-century Highlander he'd ne'er be able to change. That part would forever miss wide-open expanses of starry sky, leagues and leagues of rolling hills, endless fields of heather, and blithesome and bonny Scots lasses.

He'd ventured to America because he'd hoped that journeying far from his beloved Scotland, from places of power such as the standing stones, might lessen the hold of the ancient evil inside him.

And it had affected them, though it had only slowed his descent into darkness, not stopped it. Day by day he continued to change... felt colder, less connected, less fettered by human emotion. More detached god, less man.

Except when he tooped-och, then he was alive. Then he felt. Then he was not adrift in a bottomless, dark, and violent sea with naught but a puny bit of driftwood to cling to.

Making love to a woman staved off the darkness, replenished his essential humanity. Ever a man of immense appetites, he was now insatiable. He needed tooping, or sex, as it was now called, as never before.

I'm no’, entirely dark yet, he growled defiantly to the demons coiled within him. The ones who bided time in silent certainty their dark tide eroding him as steadily and surely as the ocean reshaped a rocky shore. He understood their tactics: True evil didn't aggressively assault, it lay coyly hushed and still... and seduced.

And it was there each day, clear evidence of their gains, in the little things he did without realizing he was doing them till after they were done. Seemingly harmless things like lighting the fire in his hearth with a wave of a hand and a whispered teine, or the opening of a door or blind with a soft murmur. The impatient summoning of one of their conveyances—a taxi-with a glance.

Wee things, mayhap, but he knew such things were far from harmless. Knew that each time he used magic he turned a shade darker, lost another piece of himself.

Each day was a battle to accomplish three things: use only what magic was absolutely necessary; despite the ever-growing temptation, toop hard and fast and frequently, and continue collecting and searching the tomes wherein might he the answer to his all-consuming question.

Was there a way to get rid of the dark ones?

if not... well, if not...

He raked a hand through his hair and blew out a deep breath. Eyes narrowed, he watched the lights flickering beyond the park, while behind him, on the couch, the lass slept the dreamless sleep of the utterly exhausted. On the morrow, dark circles would mar the delicate hollows beneath her eyes, etching her features with beguiling fragility. His bed play took a toll on a woman.

Two nights past, Katie had wet her lips and oh-so-casually remarked that he seemed to be waiting for something.

He'd smiled and rolled her onto her stomach kissed her sweet, warm, and willing body from head to toe. Dragged his tongue over every inch, then taken her, ridden her, and when he'd finished with her she'd been crying with pleasure.

She'd either forgotten her question or had thought better of it. Katie O'Malley was not a fool. She knew there was more to him than she really wanted to know. She wanted him for sex, nothing more. Which was well and fine, because he was incapable of more.

I wait for my brother; lass, he hadn't said. I wait for the day Drugstan wearies of my refusal to return to Scotland. For the day his wife is not so pregnant that he fears to leave her side. For the day he finally acknowledges what he already knows in his heart, though he so desperately clings to my lies: that I am dark as the night sky with but a few starlike flickers of light left within me.

0ch, aye, he was waiting for the day his twin brother would cross the ocean and come for him.

See him for the animal he was

If he permitted that day to arrive, he knew one of them would die.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 12, 2008

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    Oh, where do I get one my own???

    I read a lot. Paranormal romance is my preferance. This is definitely my favorite book of all I've read. <BR/>Dageus MacKeltar is an amazingly compelling character. He'll do anything for those he loves. And he pays for that dearly by saving his twin brother. A twin by the way that he'd already lost to an enchanted sleep. Determined that Drustan will make it to the future and his wife Gwen he uses the stones to go back and save Drustan from the fire that kills him and in the process Dageus is taken over by the Draghar. <BR/>And how could Chloe resist him? He's gorgeous, intelligent, attentive and dotes her. Thanks to 13 evil druids living within him he keeps himself on a very tight leash. With everyone except Chloe. Imagine being the one that can shatter that control. "There was a time, long ago in Scotland, when a man would select the finest from his trencher and feed his woman...Only after he'd sated her desires-fully and completely-did he sate his own." That line melts me every time. Of course, it had me at 'long ago in Scotland'.<BR/>Some of the reviewers called Dageus arrogant. Perhaps. He's a product of his time. Others don't understand why he and Chloe are together. Try to follow along with us people. The concept of one true mate is a recurring theme in these books and the genre in general. It isn't really that hard to grasp. <BR/>I go back to this series over and over again. The Dark Highlander never fails to be my favorite.

    14 out of 15 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

    more from this reviewer

    great romantic fantasy

    Druid mage Daegus MacKeltar used his powers to travel back in time to save the life of his twin brother Drustan (see TO KISS A HIGHLANDER). However, Daegus pays a high price for his good deed as he released the spirits of thirteen evil Druids that share residency with him in his body. Desperate to re-incarcerate these malevolent beings, Daegus steals ancient Celtic texts in search of the spell that will do this. The Manhattan press dubs the thief the ¿Gaulish Ghost¿. Medieval expert Chloe Zanders is shocked to learn that a curator of the Cloisters collection wants her to deliver a five century old reprint of the third book of Mannannan to some private collector who has provided artifact donations in exchange for reading the text. A wary Chloe delivers the book to Daegus, who recognizes his soul mate has arrived. Holding her prisoner, Daegus and Chloe travel to Scotland where he hopes to free his soul by imprisoning the Druids and to persuade her that they belong together through time and space. This sequel is a great romantic fantasy that should provide Karen Marie Moning with a loyal cross genre audience awaiting her next book. The story line is action-packed, filled with tension, and never slows down even when the lead heroes debate their fate and attraction. The good vs. evil battle will hook fantasy readers with its feel of authenticity even with magic, incantations, and otherworldly demons. Ms. Moning seems heading to the read realm of greatness with THE DARK HIGHLANDER proving she is one of the best writers on the market today. Harriet Klausner

    7 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 26, 2008

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    betcha read the entire series

    read the first book and was hooked. Purchased the series the next day. Moning has incredible talent, her highland series makes u wanna call your travel agent, and skoot off to scotland.

    6 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 29, 2008

    The best!

    This is may favorite Highlander book. Actually it is one of my favorite books period. It has an amazing story to it. Way above the old 'I've had a tough life and I don't trust anyone' kind of mentality that so many romance novels have (yawn). Dageus couldn't be any hotter and Chloe is adorable. A definate reread! This was the first of the series that I read. And because of this book, I have read all of the others as well.

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 12, 2006

    Unforgettable!!!!!!

    This has to be the most sensual and memorable romance that I've ever read! Dageus MacKelter is beyond hot and makes me wish for a highlander everytime I remember how darkly sensual he is. If you've never read a romance before this then don't miss the chance to read this book.

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2008

    Awsome Book!!!

    I love this book...i've read all of the highlander books but this one is favorite out of all them..i just fell in love with the characters...def. recommended..its a great read!!!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2006

    FABULOUS!

    I LOVED every moment of it. KMM has an extraordinary ability to mix the right amount of blazing passion, historical intreage, and humorous antics to make a book not just a book, but an experience!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 8, 2008

    So awesome!!!

    So well written and so enthralling in every way with humor sensuality and a fantastic story line to make it all coalesse in a way you will be thinking about the characters for days to come!!!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 27, 2006

    Tasty in every way

    I read 'Kiss of a Highlander' and I fell in love. I read 'Dark Highlander' and now I've fallen head over heals. Another late-nighter, it rocked my world, and if I could I'd be buried with them both. Her writing is incredible, and that's putting it mildly. MUST READ BOOK!!!!!!!!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2013

    Loved it!

    Really loved this book. It was almost like I was taken back in time too!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2013

    Delicious

    I'm so glad that the story continued from the 4th book of the Highlander Series. Dageus character is every girl's fantasy come to life in each word. Dangerous, Seductive and Loving. Could not stop reading!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 13, 2013

    Ahhh Daegus! This is my favorite of the Highlander series. Sex

    Ahhh Daegus! This is my favorite of the Highlander series. Sexy all around. Karen Marie Moning is one of the best in writing about mighty Highlanders. You won't be disappointed in reading all about Daegus or Drustin or Adam or Chrisitan.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 22, 2012

    My favorite of the Highlander series

    If you love the highlander series this is a must read.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2012

    Super!

    Love getting the story of the other twin! KMM has done it again.....taken me to another world & held me captive to the end.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 17, 2012

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    I love this book. I like how it was closely tied to the one bef

    I love this book. I like how it was closely tied to the one before in the series. I also like how it sets up the next book. I am just starting to read that one. I have really enjoyed all the books in this series.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2012

    Great

    Loved it

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 3, 2012

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    Highly Recommend. Great read!

    Having read all of Karen Marie Moning's "Fever" series, I was a little reluctant to read her books that were in a historical setting. I started reading the series with "Dark Highlander". It is the fifth book in what I think is a 7 book series thus far. I usually like reading her books in the order they were written, but it was a great book in itself and written so that you knew everything without reading all the other books. I do however intend to read the other books in the series because I liked this book and I liked the characters. It was a very exciting read and held my interest to the very surprising end.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 8, 2012

    This was a very exciting novel,

    I truely loved the way this book was written. The relationships held a strong bond, which spoke of deep enduring commitment . I love the way the 16 th century was connected to present time.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2011

    My most favorite of all time!

    I will always love this book. Karen kept me interested and guessing throughout! Great storytelling!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 22, 2010

    Awesome

    A great part of the series. I love KMM's highlanders.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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