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Blessed with incomparable beauty, Isabel MacDonald is ...
Blessed with incomparable beauty, Isabel MacDonald is prepared to use every means possible—including seduction—to uncover her husband's most guarded secrets. Instead Rory awakens Isabel's deepest desires and her sweetest fantasies. Now Isabel has found the happiness she's always dreamed of with the very man she must betray, and discovers that passion can be far more dangerous than revenge.
That mighty stronghold of the west In lonely grandeur reigns supreme; A monument of feudal power, And fitting haven for a king. —M. C. MacLeod
Loch Dunvegan, Isle of Skye, July 1601
Isabel MacDonald had never thought of herself as lacking in courage, but over the past few days she’d begun to reconsider. The long hours of travel, with little to do but think, had tested her mettle. What had seemed in Edinburgh a well-conceived plan to help her clan, now, as they neared their final destination in the farthest outreaches of Scotland, felt more like a virgin being led to the sacrifice. An analogy, she feared, that was disturbingly close to the truth.
Huddled among her MacDonald clansmen on the small birlinn, Isabel felt strangely alone. Like her, the other occupants of the boat remained both watchful and silent as they approached their enemy’s keep. Only the droning sound of the oars, plunging into the black depths beneath them, pierced the eerie quiet. Somewhere ahead of her in the loch beyond lay Castle Dunvegan, the impregnable stronghold of Clan MacLeod.
An icy wind swept over the loch, sending a chill deep into her bones. Eilean a Cheo, she recalled the Erse name for Skye. The “Isle of Mist”—what a prodigious understatement. Cursing her inappropriate traveling attire, Isabel wrapped her fur-trimmed cloak—the only warm garment she was wearing—tighter across her body in a futile attempt to warm herself. But her garments provided such scant protection from the elements, she might as well have been sitting here in a sark.
Given her perilous task, the foul weather seemed somehow fitting.
Isabel had been promised in handfast to the powerful MacLeod chief. Ostensibly, the handfast was a union brokered by the king to end two long and bitter years of feuding between the MacLeods and the MacDonalds. In reality, it was a ruse to gain her access to their enemy’s keep and, if all went according to plan, his heart.
No wedding would follow this handfast. When Isabel found what she came for, she would repudiate the handfast and return to her life at court as lady-in-waiting to Queen Anne as if nothing had happened, secure in the knowledge that she had helped her clan.
Assuming, of course, she wasn’t discovered.
In retrospect, passing the days by thinking of the different ways a spy could be punished probably had not been the most efficient use of her time.
Sensing Isabel’s unease, her cherished nursemaid, Bessie, reached down and gently squeezed her clenched fingers.
“Don’t worry, poppet, it won’t be that bad. You look as if you are headed to the executioner instead of to a handfast. It’s not as if your bridegroom is England’s old King Henry.”
He might as well be. If Isabel’s perfidy was discovered, the result could well be the same as the fate doled out to many of Henry VIII’s wives years ago. She would expect no mercy from a fierce Highland chief. She could only trust that King James, a man who’d welcomed her into his household like a daughter, would not see her tied to a vicious brute. “I’m fine,” Isabel assured her, plastering a light-hearted smile on her face. As fine as she could be, she thought, given that she was about to be handfasted to a stranger.
It was thoughts of the man whom she must deceive that were partially responsible for her growing apprehension over the past few days. Her attempts to glean more insight into the MacLeod chief’s character had proven largely unsuccessful. The king claimed he was an amiable enough man . . . for a barbarian. As the king considered all Highlanders barbarians, the description did not concern her overmuch.
Her father was equally circumspect, calling the MacLeod a “formidable enemy” with a “good sword arm.” Hardly reassuring. Her brothers had been a little more forthcoming. They described the MacLeod as a cunning chief who was well respected among his clan and a fierce warrior who was unmatched on the battlefield. But she’d learned nothing of the man.
Too late, she realized Bessie was still watching her. “Are you sure nothing is wrong, Isabel?”
She shook her head. “It’s only that I’m freezing and anxious to get off this boat.”
Isabel watched with trepidation as Bessie’s graying brows gathered over the elfin nose that made her aged face appear strangely youthful for her two and forty years. God’s breath, Bessie saw too much. Those omniscient green eyes peered directly into her soul. Isabel knew that her nursemaid suspected something was afoot. From Isabel’s hasty decision to handfast a man she’d never met to the inappropriate traveling attire her uncle had insisted she wear, Bessie had not been fooled by Isabel’s vague explanations.
Isabel met Bessie’s questioning gaze, imploring her silently not to ask what was really bothering her. The temptation to confide in the woman who’d cared for her like a mother was overpowering, but she dared not risk it. Only her father, brothers, and uncle were aware of her true purpose in agreeing to this handfast. It was safer that way.
For once, Bessie relented and pretended that she did not know that something beyond the nerves of a soon-to-be bride were at work. She squeezed Isabel’s hand again. “I’ll call for a bath as soon as we arrive, and you’ll feel much better.”
Isabel managed a smile. Dear Bessie thought every problem could be solved by a long soak in lavender-scented water. “That sounds divine,” she murmured. But as soothing as a warm bath would feel to her aching, travel-weary bones, Isabel knew that her problems would not be so easily solved.
It had all seemed so straightforward a few weeks ago when her father, the MacDonald of Glengarry, had suddenly appeared at court. Her initial surprise and excitement at his unexpected visit, however, had quickly turned to wariness. Her father had never shown much interest in her before, so there had to be a catch. If he was in Edinburgh, it had to be for something important. And she had never been important.
She’d been shocked but enormously pleased by his request. Her father had sought out her help! She’d been so thrilled by the prospect of his approaching her with such an important mission that she had jumped at the opportunity to help without much considering the particulars of her task.
It was not the first time Isabel’s eagerness to impress her family had landed her into tricky situations—Bessie could attest to that. But even now, she could not regret her decision. Already her brothers were more relaxed around her, even going so far as to tease her about some silly nickname at court. Her father, too, seemed different. He actually looked at her for longer than a moment.
Unfortunately, he was not the only one.
The back of her neck prickled with awareness. Her uncle was watching her. Again. Since leaving Dunscaith Castle a few days ago, Isabel had often felt her uncle’s heavy stare boring into her back. He unnerved her. Whenever she turned, he was there, watching her with those hard, unblinking eyes.
She’d tried to pretend that she didn’t notice, but his oppressive presence made it impossible. She couldn’t stand the constant staring any longer. Willing herself not to be intimidated, Isabel turned to face him.
“How much longer, Uncle?” she asked, hearing the slight tremble in her voice. Her uncle, the MacDonald of Sleat, hadn’t missed it, either.
He frowned and crossed his thick arms forbiddingly across his chest. A ruddy freckled countenance and graying red hair that receded determinedly from a high broad forehead gave him an older appearance than was suggested by his six and thirty years. Isabel could not help focusing on the center of his face, where one too many drams had left his tremendous nose bright red and bulbous. Overall, he presented quite an imposing figure. Sleat was a great bear of a man, his large frame heavily padded with thick muscle and blanketed with a generous layer of dark red hair. Her nose wrinkled with distaste as his strong scent floated toward her. He even reeked.
Her eyes flickered over his heavy features, searching for a connection. It was so difficult to believe he was related to her mother. Isabel had been told that except for their like coloring, her late mother, Janet, was the very antithesis of her much younger brother. Whereas Janet had been a willowy, delicate beauty, brutish Donald Gorm Mor was far from a handsome man.
He was, however, a powerful one. And her clan desperately needed that power if it were to have any chance of survival.
Uncomfortable under her uncle’s heavy stare, Isabel waited, trying not to fidget, for his response. She looked to her father, but he seemed just as annoyed by her show of nerves as her uncle. She would get no relief in that direction. Her father needed her uncle, and her uncle needed Isabel.
His next words reminded her of that fact. “Do not disappoint me, daughter.”
Her chest twisted. That had always been the problem.
“I thought you were made of sterner stuff, little niece,” Sleat added. “Yet here we are not yet in sight of the castle and you quiver like a scolded bairn. Make yourself ready.”
Isabel knew what he was trying to do—shame her into being brave—but it wasn’t working. She knew what she was up against. Only a fool wouldn’t be nervous, even if only a wee bit.
“Look, my lady, there it is now,” one of the clansmen whispered softly, momentarily dropping an oar and pointing across the loch before them.
Isabel forced herself to follow the direction of his finger. Slowly, she lifted her gaze to the castle that was to be her new home—or, if she was caught, her dungeon.
Posted August 27, 2007
I was surprised to learn this was Ms. McCarty's debut novel. The rich, lush story brought to life with her amazing research was one from a very, multi-published author. The sweeping story told of Scottish lairds, deadly feuds, and unwavering clan loyalty. Rory was a hero to die for, and I ached for Isabel just wanting to be loved for herself inside, and not her beauty on the outside.
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Posted January 17, 2012
There were parts of this I really enjoyed but it was so filled with redundancy and predictability it was snooze worthy. Loved Rory and Isabel but the story was thin, zero twists or surprises. Great supporting characters and the writing style was great! I won't give up on Monica McCarty, after all this was her first novel, but I'll skip ahead to 'The Chief' and hope her latest works are more entertaining.
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Posted August 14, 2007
i just couldn't get into this heroine. she was too self-centered and the fact that she continually used her body and was so obsessed in showing it off, was a complete turn off. even when she 'thought' she was in love, she continued to manipulate those around her. i was hoping he'd dump her sorry but for good. i'm turning it into a bookstore as soon as possible. in my opinion, she had no redeeming qualities at all.
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Posted May 24, 2013
Great Highlander Romance!
Highlander Untamed is a great start to this trilogy. It begins with the eldest MacLeod brother, Rory, who is chieftain of the clan. In order to appease the king and to settle a feud, he agrees to handfast with his enemies daughter for a year. Rory has every intention for picking up the feud when the year is out and has created an alliance with a fellow clan - he is set to wed another.
Isabel MacDonald arrived at Rory's home intent on not only acting/living with him as his wife for a year, but also betraying him . She desperately craves the love of her family and is willing to do anything to gain it. But as time passes, Isabel begins to have doubts and her feelings for Rory grow. She is strong and determined to follow her heart.
The romance and slow relationship building was great. The side characters were very interesting. Rory's sister, Margaret, was great. Her back story really tugged at my heart. While Rory's brother, Alex, had a fun loving teasing personality.
What kept me from giving this book a perfect 5 of 5 stars was the pacing. At times it really captured and held my attention, but it also dragged and slowed to a crawl in some sections. The romance was wonderful, I really liked how hard Rory fought not to give into his attraction for Isabel.
I highly recommend this book to lovers of highlander romance novels.
Posted March 4, 2013
First and last read from this author. The continual regurgitation of physical atributes and descriptions of their reactions to each other were a failed attempt to turn pornography into seduction and sensuality. All of that made the story line next to impossible to follow, let alone care about. This story belongs in a completely different forum from historical romance.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted February 1, 2013
The trilogy is a great set of stories. I would definitely recommend buying them. They are unique romances that are fat paced and beautifully written. Each book is quite special and I really like how there is historical truth to the characters. It makes it seem more real and interesting.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted November 19, 2012
Breath taking adventure, her beautiful heroine who is energetic and strong hero.
Sexual intensity that keeps you reading! a great suspense well written by Ms. McCarty
when you start this novel, you won't be able to stop. You will enjoy adventures and inflamed love scenes .
You will enjoy every minute with the charming and wonderful ...... ....
Posted September 15, 2012
The first time i read it, i'm not so thrilled at all. I'm hesitant to purchase monica's other books.
After many months, i read it again and i fell in love with it the second time around. I guess the first I'm not used to her writing style, but when i got past that, the story seems magical.
I'm glad I gave this series a chance. Now i'm off to another of her series.
Posted July 13, 2012
Posted June 4, 2012
Love Monica McCarty! This is a great book, I couldn't put it down! Love Moinica's writing style, she keeps her characters relatable and enjoyable. Just bought book two in this trilogy!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 29, 2011
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I really liked this one for the beginning of her series. It was really romantic and dramatic. It may not be my favorite of the series but it is still a good read.
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Posted July 24, 2009
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This was great...it was actually my first Historical and it ended up being a series...OH man so great...kept you going and very romantic...I couldn't wait to pick up the second book....Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
I purchased this book on a whim; I wasn't familiar with the new author but the Cover and the Synopsis of the story were too intriguing too pass up. Well, I can tell you that after reading this novel Ms. McCarty has joined the ranks of my other favorite authors. The classic characters, in a medieval Scottish setting, with historical information embedded into the tale made this a fantastic read. RORY & ISABEL are characters for the ages and with a plot that was well-paced and full of sexual tension I found that I was turning pages till the wee hours of the night; I just couldn't put this book down! I purchased the remaining two books in the trilogy and enjoyed them too.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 9, 2008
This book is fantastic. I was expecting a good read, but it was even better than I expected. Both the hero and the heroine jumped off the page and I loved reading their story. They had character and conviction and they did everything they could to figure out a way to be together. This was one of the best books I've read this year, easily, and I am now enthralled in the next book in the series!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 29, 2007