Knight in My Bed

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As chieftain of the Clan MacInnes, Lady Isolde will do anything to protect her people -- including sacrifice herself to the enemy. Donall the Bold, laird of the hated MacLeans, lies locked in her dungeon awaiting execution. But rather than slay him, Isolde comes up with a daring plan to forge a lasting peace between their clans.


Though Donall curses his beautiful captor, only a madman would refuse to savor ...
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Overview


As chieftain of the Clan MacInnes, Lady Isolde will do anything to protect her people -- including sacrifice herself to the enemy. Donall the Bold, laird of the hated MacLeans, lies locked in her dungeon awaiting execution. But rather than slay him, Isolde comes up with a daring plan to forge a lasting peace between their clans.


Though Donall curses his beautiful captor, only a madman would refuse to savor the pleasures beneath that tantalizing aura of dignity and grace. But Isolde offers a mere covenant ... and Donall craves nothing less than total conquest. Vowing to steal her heart and take his freedom, the renowned warrior instead will find himself in a different kind of prison -- one made of sweet, decadent passion, and one he may never wish to escape.

Winner of "Best Medieval Romance of 2002" ~ Pat Rouse's Top Romances of 2002

Nominee for RT's Reviewers' Choice Award for "Best Medieval Historical Romance of 2002"

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Donall the Bold, the handsome laird of the MacLeans, is a skilled knight and respected leader of a powerful clan. Lady Isolde is the beautiful young chieftain of the much weaker MacInnes clan. When a MacInnes bride, Lady Isolde's beloved sister, dies under the protection of her MacLean husband, the ancient feud between the clans flares anew. Despite Donall's superior strength and military training, the proud knight is captured through deception. He awakens in the MacInnes dungeon, doomed to torment and execution -- unless he agrees to cooperate with his lovely captor's plan to sacrifice herself to her enemy and bear a child who will end the feud forever. A lady's bedchamber might be a more pleasant prison than a dungeon, but Donall the Bold is determined not to surrender until he can capture his fair young jailer's heart. Sue-Ellen Welfonder illuminates a new perspective on a knight's code of chivalry in this sensual, medieval historical romance.
Jennifer Russell
The perfect blend of intrigue, forbidden love, and danger, Knight In My Bed is a story you will want to devour. The chemistry between the hero and heroine is page searing! Ms. Welfonder will surely make a name for herself with Donall and Isolde's story. Knight In My Bed should be on everyone's wishlist. 4 1/2 Stars
Romance Reader Connection
Robin Peek
Sizzling hot. A titillating, tantilizing tale of passion, danger, and romance.
Word on Romance
Suzanne Coleburn
An exciting, seductive Scottish tale.
Reader to Reader and Rakhill
Suzie Housely
Another winner.
MyShelf.com
Sondrea Cash
Sue-Ellen Welfonder's highly sensual, emotionally rich stories are quickly making her a solid name in medieval romance.
Romance Reviews Today
Cindy Penn
A sensual delight. Sue-Ellen Welfonder pens a stunning fourteenth century romance with deft characterizations that will hold readers mesmerized. Very highly recommended.
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Romantic Times
4 1/2 Stars RT Top Pick and K.I.S.S. Hero Award.
Meidinger
A riveting book with a well-crafted plot, engaging characters, and intense sexual tension.
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Romantic Times
With her debut novel, DEVIL IN A KILT, Sue-Ellen Welfonder captured many readers' attention. She returns this year with another tale as equally unique and emotional as her first. There is little doubt in this reviewer's mind that Ms. Welfonder is on her way to stardom. SENSUAL
Publishers Weekly
Purple prose and a small number of historical inaccuracies mar this steamy romance, Welfonder's second book (after Devil in a Kilt) set in 14th-century Scotland. The plot centers on the revenge of the Clan MacInnes on Donall the Bold, laird of the Clan MacLean. The MacInnes believe that Donall and his brother, Ian, are responsible for the death of Lileas MacInnes, Ian's wife and the sister of the clan's unlikely laird, Lady Isolde. In their rage, the MacInnes capture and imprison Donall, who has come to return Lileas's body to them. Although the men of the clan desire bloody revenge, Isolde believes that peace can be forged by cementing the two clans with a child, and she uses all manner of seductive charms and potions to entice Donall into her bed. The result is a series of imaginative love scenes so spicy and over-the-top that readers will be hard-pressed to believe that Isolde is inexperienced. Predictably, love springs from hot sex, and readers who are willing to trudge through the many pages of bedroom banter will be duly rewarded when the identity of Lileas's murderer is finally unmasked, ensuring a happy-ending for all. (Apr.) Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780446610346
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 4/28/2002
  • Pages: 402
  • Sales rank: 1,002,297
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.82 (d)

Meet the Author

Sue-Ellen Welfonder is a Scotophile whose burning wish to make frequent trips to the land of her dreams led her to a twenty-year career with the airlines.

Now a full-time writer, she's quick to admit that she much prefers wielding a pen to pushing tea and coffee. She makes annual visits to Scotland, insisting they are a necessity, as each trip gives her inspiration for new books.

Proud of her own Hebridean ancestry, she belongs to two clan societies: the MacFie Clan Society and the Clan MacAlpine Society. In addition to Scotland, her greatest passions are medieval history, the paranormal, and dogs. She never watches television, loves haggis, and writes at a 450-year-old desk that once stood in a Bavarian castle.

Sue-Ellen is married and currently resides with her husband and Jack Russell terrier in Florida.

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Knight in My Bed


By Sue-Ellen Welfonder

Warner Forever

Copyright © 2002 Sue-Ellen Welfonder
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-446-61034-8


Chapter One

DUNMUIR CASTLE THE ISLE OF DOON, 1330

NIP HIS FLESH with white-hot pinchers, expose him to showers of offal and ceaseless floggings. Pour molten lead down his throat and force him to fetch pebbles from a cauldron of boiling oil. Make him weary of drawing breath. Hasten his mortal exit.

The hum of angry voices pierced the blessed refuge of Donall MacLean's deep slumber with all the subtleness of a heavy-handed peasant battling moonbeams with a rusted scythe.

Careful not to reveal he'd awakened, Donall the Bold, proud laird of the great Clan MacLean, opened his eyes to mere slits and squinted into what could only be called the antechamber to hell.

Trouble was, Donall the Bold, belted knight and warrior of untold renown, was not yet ready to pass into legend.

Pull him asunder by four stout oxen. Get him to his knees until he pleads the mercy of God's holy blood.

"Pull me asunder? Make me plead God's mercy?" The words burst past Donall's parched lips, riding hard on a floodtide of fury he could no longer suppress.

Now fully awake, and uncaring if his malefactors knew it, he strained against the heavy bands of iron secured around his wrists and ankles. Outraged, he stared in disbelief at the unsmiling graybeards outlined in the open doorway to his dungeon cell.

An unlikely assemblage to be spouting brazen words, but the hatred simmering in their aged eyes brand marked them as the crazed dominions who'd rained such vile threats upon him.

Behind them, a wall torch sputtered and smoked, its reluctant flames edging their gaunt figures with an eerie reddish glow-an odd effect that underscored the impression he'd awakened in the talons of the horned one and his cloven-footed minions.

Relying on a fast-waning reserve of strength deep inside his battered body, Donall raked them with a defiant glare. "A MacLean gets on his knees before no man." Incredulity warred with his fury over the very idea. "'Tis mad the lot of you are if you think to accomplish such a feat. The only getting I'll be doing is out of here."

"Aye, and leave us you shall," one of the men agreed, "as a corpse to be tossed from the cliffs, your cold flesh good for naught but carrion for the gulls."

Donall narrowed his eyes at his captors. He'd howl with laughter at their effrontery but regrettably, he lacked the vigor to do much more than glower.

Cold and shivering, he'd been left unclothed to wallow on a pallet of fouled straw, his every muscle screamed in agony and his temples throbbed so fiercely he'd almost swear some heavy-armed churl had cleaved his head in twain.

Giving heed to the urge to laugh would only increase his misery. Even scowling cost him.

With a low groan, he leaned his head against the damp wall and drew in a few shallow breaths. He instantly regretted doing so, for a bitingly rank smell assailed his senses with each ragged gasp.

A stench almost as sharp as the white-hot shards of agony shooting through his head.

Where, by the Holy Rood, was he? And who were his stern-faced tormentors? Donall peered hard at the one who'd spoken. Hawk-eyed and boasting an unkempt shock of hair the color of rusted iron, the graybeard returned his stare.

They all stared.

And waves of anger emanated from their ancient bones. Several of them seemed hauntingly familiar, but the throbbing in his temples kept him from thinking clearly.

And who was the lady Isolde?

The woman whose name the jeering old weathercocks had bantered about before they'd let loose their barrage of ludicrous threats.

Or had he imagined the name? His mind's attempt to wrest his thoughts from his ravaged and aching state of being?

Or was Isolde the name of a long-forgotten paramour? A faceless victim of a one-time dalliance, come back to haunt him in his darkest hour?

Either way, the name wove a fine dance along the outer edges of his mind. Elusive as a nimble sidhe maid cavorting in the gloaming, the name taunted him with its familiarity but never came close enough for him to comprehend who she might be.

Snatches of angry words and a half-remembered scuffle joined the chaos of confusion in his mind but the red haze of pain banished each snippet of thought before he could make sense of aught.

"Not so mighty now, are you, Donall the Bold?" another of the graybeards commented, his aged voice laden with sarcasm. "Still, we purpose to grant you the preservation of your dignity by allowing you to repent your sins before our fair chieftain."

A female chieftain. The lady Isolde.

Fragments of conversations he'd had with his brother's now dead wife, Lileas, joined the swirling morass in his head, adding to his bewilderment.

Hadn't Lileas called her sister Isolde? And hadn't there been some talk about Archibald MacInnes's eldest daughter assuming the role of chieftain upon Archibald's death two years past?

The answers teased him, hovering close but not near enough to grasp.

Not with his blood pounding louder than a smithy's hammer in his ears.

He opened his mouth to let loose a stream of choice epithets but the dark oaths died on his tongue when a tiny, four-footed something skittered across his bare feet. He jerked his legs in reaction, but the cold iron binding his ankles hindered any further movement and drove home the grim reality of his plight.

At once, the haze clouding his mind lifted, leaving only pain, anger, and indignation in its place.

With dawning clarity, the wretched details of his surrounds and the sorry state of his own bruised body became as clear as if illuminated by the flames of a thousand well-burning torch lights.

Not as clear but equally disturbing came the faint memory of a grizzle-headed female bending over him, a hell-hag who peered at him from clouded eyes. To his horror, he also recalled the crone lifting the tattered cloth someone had tossed across his vitals and, brazen as day, peeking at what lay beneath.

Saints preserve him if she proved to be the "fair chieftain" his captors thought to force him to do penance to. The very thought was enough to curdle his flesh.

"You appear vexed," said a third graybeard. This one had stark white hair and leaned heavily on a walking crook. With slow, shuffling steps, he came near to where Donall sat braced against a cold, slime-coated stone wall. "Dare we hope you are regaining your senses at last? Perchance remembering the ease with which we took you?"

The man leaned down, so close his stale breath fanned Donall's cheek. "Pray, how does it feel to have been bested by an insignificant clan such as ours? I doubt you e'er thought to awaken wearing naught but MacInnes irons?"

The MacInnesses!

At last, the remaining dredges of fog cleared from his mind and he remembered.

Everything.

But he hadn't been bested, they'd tricked him.

When his brother Iain's grief upon his wife's death had proved too great for him to perform the sorry task himself, Donall and his foster brother, Gavin MacFie, had set off alone to bear Lileas's body home to her clan's stronghold, Dunmuir Castle.

Upon arriving, they'd been welcomed, thanked, and even offered victuals and ale to sustain them before they continued on their journey to the mainland to purchase cattle and supplies for the MacLean holding, Baldoon Castle on the opposite side of Doon, the bonnie isle both clans had shared since time beginning.

A voyage Donall had expected to make together with a party of MacInnesses.

An excursion he'd meant to use to locate the true murderer of Iain's beloved MacInnes bride.

An endeavor of great and dire import, a matter he'd hoped to see resolved before his short-tempered brother awakened from the haze of his sorrow and set off on his own to avenge his wife's death. Iain's rashness would only make a bad situation worse.

Deep inside, in a hidden place Donall did not care to let his thoughts linger, he hoped Iain's hot temper and tendency to quick bouts of irritability had nary a finger in causing the tragedy.

And now his attempts to avert further turmoil were rendered impossible by the MacInnesses' addlepated plans to wreak vengeance on him!

He strained against his fetters, frustration hot and bitter in his throat. Cold iron emphasized the futility of his efforts to break free, while the closed expressions on his captors' faces bespoke the folly of trying to persuade them to form an alliance to seek the true perpetrators of their kinswoman's murder.

But futile or folly, he must try.

Donall forced himself to swallow his anger. If only Archibald were still alive, he might have half a chance. But the old laird was gone, and the graybeards holding him captive showed none of Archibald's desire to maintain at least a semblance of peace.

Though they had been bitter enemies for centuries, the old laird's efforts had enabled the two clans to enjoy an uneasy truce in recent years. Neither Donall nor Gavin had suspected the lass they'd come upon not long after their departure from Dunmuir of pretending to have twisted her ankle. Her supposed injury allowed the scheming MacInnes whoresons to fall upon them from behind when they'd stopped to help her.

"What ails you, laddie?" The white-haired ancient nudged Donall's bare thigh. "Are you so vexed o'er being bested that you've lost your tongue?"

Donall ignored the taunt and swept the cell with his gaze, peering deep into the shadowy corners to see if his pain-addled state had prevented him from spotting Gavin. But he was indeed alone, his foster brother nowhere to be seen.

"What have you done with Gavin?" He struggled to sit up straighter. "If aught has befallen him, it is your clan who will be bested," he swore, directing his words to the hawk-eyed man he at last recognized as the late MacInnes laird's brother, Struan.

"Proud words for a man in your position." Struan's gaze flicked over Donall's iron-bound limbs. "Your man rests in his own cell and more comfortably than you, never fear. We bear no grudges against the MacFies. Our fight is with you."

"Striking a man from behind has naught to do with fighting." Ire swelled in Donall's gut. "Such trickery was a sorry deed, one I doubt your brother would have allowed."

"Archibald is dead." The youngest-looking of the gray-beards stepped forward. He cast a sidelong glance at Struan.

"Our ceann cath now advises us in war matters, and we possess the wisdom of our combined years. It is enough."

Without further discourse, he went to stand before the chink in the far wall that served as the cell's only window. Though painfully narrow, the opening had allowed a semblance of light and an occasional stirring of brisk sea air to enter the chamber. By blocking the air slit, he stole the scant comfort Donall had gleaned from the few stray breezes that had found their way into the cell.

As if Donall's thoughts were emblazoned upon his forehead, a knowing smile spread across the man's grim-cast face. "You see, Donall the Bold, brawn is not always required to make one's enemies squirm. Clever planning can often wreak a far more fitting revenge than a well-wielded sword."

"And it is the taste of my well-wielded blade's steel you shall suffer if you do not release me at once." Donall's anger heated his blood to such a degree he no longer felt the cell's damp chill.

"Your blade is secured far out with your reach," Struan countered. "Indeed, your days of swinging swords are past, MacLean. Even your supposed prowess with another sort of, shall we say, thrusting weapon will serve you no more."

Bracing his hands on his hips, he gave Donall a wholly unpleasant smile. "I daresay you shall regret being denied the use of that sword once you glimpse the fair countenance of our chieftain, the lady Isolde. But alas, sampling such a tender fruit as she is a pleasure beyond your reach."

"I would sooner plunge my staff into a she-goat," Donall seethed, his shackles cutting into his wrists and ankles as he sought to lunge at the graybeard. "May my shaft wither and fall off afore I-"

"Be assured I find the notion equally displeasing." Donall froze. Smooth and rich as thick cream yet irresistibly spiced with the bite of pepper, the woman's voice poured over, around, and into him.

Under any other circumstances, the pleasing tones would have banished the sting of his anger with ease, mayhap even ignited fires of an entirely different sort of heat, but he was in no mood to be swayed by the sweet lilt of a few saucily spoken words.

Especially when the melodious voice most assuredly belonged to Isolde MacInnes.

A woman he had no intention of being attracted to. "Distasteful as your presence is to me, you are under my roof and I am determined to have done with you accordingly," she spoke again, her words confirming her identity.

Donall shifted on his pallet of straw and wished more covered his manhood than a thin piece of cloth. If the lady Isolde's appearance proved halfway as provocative as the honeyed timbre of her voice and the avowals of her uncle, he would have preferred a more substantial modicum of dignity.

Cell-bound and fettered or nay, red blood yet coursed through his veins.

Nor had the blackguards put out his eyes.

Pressing his lips together, he pushed aside all thought of fetching lasses. It'd been longer than he cared to admit since he'd last taken his ease with a wench, but he did not want to be bestirred by Isolde MacInnes.

Not even a wee bit. What he wanted was a way out of this cell.

With luck, he'd find her so unappealing, any unwanted surges of admiration would fly away at first glance. Holding his breath lest it not be so, he turned his head toward the door whence her voice had come.

She stood just inside the open doorway, holding a rush light, her aged kinsmen clustered around her. And much to his ire, he recognized her worth immediately.

Her uncle hadn't lied: she was indeed a beauty.

A powerful jolt of frank appreciation shot through him, boldly declaring his hot-blooded nature's refusal to cooperate with his avowals to resist her charms.

"Lady Isolde." He curtly inclined his head. Blessedly, his voice remained free of any indication he found her alluring. "I refuse to be a part of such foolery as your men intend to perform on me and demand you release me at once."

She stepped farther into the cell, her rush light held aloft. Its flame illuminated the finely formed contours of her face, emphasizing the smooth perfection of her skin and casting a bright sheen upon her plaited hair.

Hair the color of a thousand setting suns, its deep bronze tones shot through with lighter strands that shone like molten gold. Unbound, it would surely swirl around her gently curved hips and bewitch the good sense out of any man fool enough to try to resist his attraction to her.

Continues...


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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 17, 2002

    Not a good "Knight"

    I enjoyed DEVIL IN A KILT very much, so I was looking forward to reading KNIGHT IN MY BED. What a disappointment! I spent five days trying to understand what was going on and only got as far as page 153. (I usually read the average 350 page paperback in one to two days.) The heroine's goal and motivation are muddy at best; the hero's goal and motivation, beyond escape from his captors, are not clearly stated. The chapters alternate between bondage scenes of uncomfortable attempted seductions of the hero in the heroine's bedchamber, scenes of her clansmen dropping the hero into vile dungeons and scenes of the hero's brother dipping deeper into grief over the loss of his wife, whose death appears to be the catalyst for the entire action. It's not like me to pan a book so completely, but this story is a virtually unreadable mishmash of misplaced vengeance and misguided seduction, all of which could have been eliminated if the clans in conflict could have sat down for a summit meeting.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2002

    The Brightest of Rising Stars!

    KNIGHT IN MY BED is the kind of book readers wait for ... the kind of book you stay up all night long reading and instantly go into mourning once you've finished it! Not only are Ms. Welfonder's books "keepers" - they earn a place of honor on my bookshelves. Her novels have fast become old friends to this loyal reader. Her books are well crafted, the characters well developed, the plots action packed and the romance hot, hot, hot! Chivalry, honor, duty ... these may be old fashioned ideals - but ones this very modern reader fan adores. The only thing I implore is for Warner Books to publish more of Ms. Welfonder's books AND much faster! Ms. Welfonder is clearly a rising star in the romance world ... one that will only continue to shine brighter as the years go by! Her fans need the illumination she brings to us with her wonderful stories of love!

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  • Posted June 23, 2011

    Highly Recommend

    There should be a WARNING sticker on this book, as in "Warning, you get nothing done until the book is finished". I could not put it down. Donall is so passionate and patient with a fiery temper when pushed too far. His seduction of Isolde is funny and heart warming. He sees past her uncertainty of him and helps her to find the passionate person inside herself. I love her little dog Bodo. Donall's kindness toward her pet is sooo sweet. Her stories have alot of little things that add up to one big juicy hot love story. This was by far my favorite one of hers yet.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2004

    It is very accurate historically

    I enjoyed this book very much! Once I started it I couldn't put it down until I was done. It is very accurate historically and has a wonderfully entertaining storyline. The characters are addictive and believable. Another great story by a very talented writer!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 7, 2002

    A True Romance! This book is a Keeper!!!

    I am a devoted fan of Scottish medieval romances and am always looking for new authors with fresh voices. Ms. Welfonder is now on my must read list. The writing was so vivid and descriptive that I felt like I was actually there with Isolde and Donall. I look forward to many more stories from this talented new author.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 17, 2002

    A Lyrical Journey to the Scotland of Old,

    becomes a veritable treat for the senses as we sit down to enjoy another wonderful tale of sensual romance and intrigue by the remarkably talented author, Sue-Ellen Welfonder. Her newest novel is a story of mystery, searing passion, and heart-breaking betrayal upon a shrouded isle off the western coast of Scotland. From the first page I was held spell-bound by her magical use of words and easily carried through the pages with visions of an honorable and brave knight named Donall the Bold, and the courageous Lady Isolde who is willing to sacrifice herself and her innocence for the love and peace of her clan. The passion between these two characters is enthralling, and her secondary characters easily became as old and trusted friends as I was held rapt and mesmerized through the pages, unable to set this enticing story aside. As in Sue-Ellen¿s first captivating book, `Devil in a Kilt¿, her second, `Knight in my Bed¿ has given to me an enchanting and beguiling gift, and a true and heartfelt keeper sharing with us the beloved Scotland of old.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 10, 2002

    CAN'T WAIT FOR MORE

    Sue Ellen...I can't wait for more. Devil in a Kilt was fantastic, then Knight came out. I was riveted from the beginning. Please write Donal's brother a story. He was as fascinating as Donal. Looking forward to reading BEAST!!! Please keep writing as you are now one of my favorite authors. Both of your books are keepers. Don't be discouraged and KEEP WRITING!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 19, 2002

    Like My Stars Say --DISAPPOINTING--

    When I read the back cover to this book I thought to myself, 'Well, this sounds like a good book.' Boy, was I wrong. I found myself rereading the paragraghs and still not able to absorb what I was reading. I did however finish the book, albeit grudgingly. The first hundred pages were boring. I got to the middle and it started to pick up but only to disappoint me again when I got to the ending. She rid the antagonist with no flair and much too easy. The ending is what one waits for and she gave me nothing. Nothing!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 9, 2002

    Save your $

    I enjoyed "Devil in a Kilt" so I gave this a try. I was extremely disappointed - the same scenes and phrases repeated over and over again with no plot movement, and an uninspiring "mystery." Tedious beyond description.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 30, 2002

    Concerning the Ethics of Romance Novels

    As a well-educated (summa cum laude) college graduate, I sometimes wonder why I find such pleasure in fiction when, as we all know, 'truth is stranger than...' and more informative. However I read fiction and non-fiction voraciously and find novels, particularly romance novels touch the part of me that is most human....love, desire, need, contact, fulfillment, loss, and hope, and they do it with a small collection of words and pages as if opening a box of fresh fruit, saying 'Here, take as a gift what I feel about these things in my deepest being'. I have read Sue-Ellen Welfonder's, KNIGHT IN MY BED, and enjoyed every minute of suspense, intrigue, love, lust, human fallibility, and self-doubt shown by the characters. Please, Sue-Ellen Welfonder, where ever you are, send us more of your gutsy, truly gifted, insights.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2002

    An all night read!

    A wonderful second book from the author, and it is the best so far. The story keeps you in suspense, full of enough romance to keep you reading til the last word. I can't wait for Sue-Ellen Welfonder;s third book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 1, 2002

    A Wonderful Scottland Read

    KNIGHT IN MY BED, is a Scottland romance by author Sue-Ellen Welfonder who has a wealth of knowledge of Scottland and its history. This story is a keeper! Its about Laird Donall MacLean and his wrongfully inprisonment by the MacInnes clan and his romance with Isolde. The book was capturing from page one (even the bookcover is the actual bed from Scottland!!). Sue-Ellen's tale is suspenseful, romantic and entertaining! After you read this, you'll want to read her first book, DEVIL IN A KILT. I look forward to every book to come out from this author!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 30, 2002

    Knight in MY bed.....

    Sue-Ellen Welfonder has a magical voice in KNIGHT and I can't wait to read the sequels to this awesome Scottish story she weaves so masterfully. I've dusted off my keeper shelf for all the books I hope she writes. I'm hooked.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2002

    Couldn't put it down

    I loved KNIGHT IN MY BED. I couldn't put it down. Ms. Welfonder does a fine job of transporting the reader back in time to Scotland in the 1300's. I fell in love with Donall. Such a strong character and him at the mercy of the beautiful Isolde. Isolde is the Cheiftan of her clan. There is also intrigue, involving the murder of Isolde's sister. The story moves along at a nice pace and has other great characters. Especially Devorgilla the old crone, Isolde confidant. I recommend this as a great summer read if you enjoy medieval romances.. It has passion, colorful characters, mystery and a great happy ending.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2002

    A Must Read

    If you loved Sue-Ellen Welfonder's Devil In a Kilt than her latest book Knight In My Bed is a Must read. Sue-Ellen weaves a remarkable tale of Courage , Honor ,Passion and Love. I could not put this book down . I would recommend this book to anyone who loves to read great romances.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 12, 2002

    A Delightful Read

    This book is a delightful blend of romance, intrigue, and betrayal. Ms Welfonder does a wonderful job of presenting a full range of emotions, keeping the reader interested. I am looking forward to more books in this series. She is definately a keeper.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 4, 2002

    Another Winner

    I just finished Knight In My Bed, again! This is my second read for it. I love the chemistry between Donall and Islode so much. The secondary characters are as much fun to read about as the main ones. Iain is just one of the secondary players in this tale who keeps you guessing. The fact that these people have so many "helpers" in their lives makes the story not only funny and heartwarming but more reaslitic also. Kudos Sue for another winner from our Queen Of The Highlands!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2002

    Knight is wonderful!

    I loved Ms. Welfonder's first book: Devil In A Knilt and I eagerly awaited the release of Knight in my Bed. I was not disapointed. Knight is wonderful. I found the story of Isolde and Donall very compelling. Ms. Welfonder's detailed descriptions of the characters and their surroundings made me feel as if I was there in Dunmuir Castle on the Isle of Doon. I was totally caught up in this story. I know Ms. Welfonder does extensive research for her books and it shows. I am eagerly awaiting the author's next book: Bride of the Beast.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2002

    A Wondrous Tale of Olde Scotland

    Reaching out and graciously taking us by the hand, author Sue-Ellen Welfonder carries us back to an era of knights and chivalry in the far distant time of 14th century Scotland. Upon a mist enshrouded isle on the western coast of this beloved land we are magickally ushered into the troubled times that followed the death of their wondrous and brave leader, Robert the Bruce. Here we are introduced to two wonderfully intriguing characters: Donall the Bold, and the Lady Isolde. Isolde is the cheiftan of the MacInnes clan, and sadly, she and her people find themselves thrown into shock and mourning over the untimely and mysterious death of her sister, the beloved Lileas. Now, Donall is the laird of the well-kenned and stronger MacLean clan, and it is his brother Iain who is suspected of killing Lileas, for Lileas was his wife and Iain has been known to fall prey to black moods and to possess a hot temper. Left upon the ill-famed tidal rock known by the name of 'Lady Rock', Lileas was washed into the perilous waters and drowned in the same treacherous way as so many of the unwanted wives of the lairds of times long past. So it is that Donall, swearing his family's innocence, is taken by the Clan MacInnes when he tries to bring home the still body of Lileas and finds himself imprisoned within the dungeons of Dunmuir Castle. And, here we are held in awe of Lady Isolde's daring plan of saving her people and bringing a lasting peace and union between the clans MacInnes and MacLean. Can she do it? Will she succeed in following through with such a bold plan? And, will the chivalrous knight Donall fall under the spell of Isolde's beauty and obvious charms? And, what of the mystery surrounding ill-fated Lilea's death? Sue-Ellen Welfonder's writing is poetically seductive and lets one feel as if they have stepped back through centuries long past and become a part of this wondrously woven tale of sensuous romance, adventure, and suspense. Surely one cannot help but find oneself drawn irresistibly to Donall and Isolde, and the strong sensuality, strength and determination shared between both. The obvious chemistry between these two main characters is utterly captivating: a true and valorous hero caught within the wondrous web of a noble and heroic woman. Donall and Isolde's story is one to be savored and treasured always. A magickal tale, highly recommended.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 30, 2002

    Sue-Ellen does it again!!!

    Knight in My Bed is wonderful! Just as she did in Devil in a Kilt, Sue-Ellen Welfonder's story and characters captured my heart! I dream of a man like Donall the Bold and wish I had Isolde's wiles to bewitch such a man. I love a story that makes me feel as if I were there and while reading this book I felt like was in Scotland, that I knew the characters. This book is a must read. I anxiously await the release of her next book!

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