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Only a master could top the stunning success of For the Roses, and Julie Garwood has proven once again why she "attracts readers like beautiful heroines attract dashing heroes" (USA Today) with this joyous New York Times bestseller. Returning to the enchanting world of her classic The Bride, she brings the soaring adventure, love and rivalry of medieval Scotland to glorious life in a delightful tale her fans will adore.

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Only a master could top the stunning success of For the Roses, and Julie Garwood has proven once again why she "attracts readers like beautiful heroines attract dashing heroes" (USA Today) with this joyous New York Times bestseller. Returning to the enchanting world of her classic The Bride, she brings the soaring adventure, love and rivalry of medieval Scotland to glorious life in a delightful tale her fans will adore.

Journeying from England to Scotland to wed a highlander, Lady Brenna had resigned herself to the arranged match. But when a band of fierce, painted warriors captured her en route, she fearlessly met their demand to marry their leader -- the quick-tempered laird Connor MacAlister. She couldn't know that her capture was merely the first act of vengeance against her betrothed, Connor's sworn enemy. Brenna harbored no illusions that her husband was in love with her; after a hasty forest wedding, MacAlister assured her she could return home once she had borne him a son. But she could not deny that she had once proposed to MacAlister -- ten years ago, when she was just a child, and the visitor to her father's castle charmed her with his dazzling, unexpected smile. Now, as she sets out to win the brave chieftain whom she has come to adore, a legacy of revenge ensnares Brenna in a furious clan war -- and only her faith in her gallant hero can save her...

Only a master could top the success of For the Roses, and Garwood has proven once again why she "attracts readers like beautiful heroines attract dashing heroes" (USA Today) with this joyous New York Times bestseller. Returning to the enchanting world of her classic The Bride, she brings the soaring adventure, love and rivalry of medieval Scotland to glorious life in a delightful tale her fans will adore. HC: Pocket Books. (Fiction--Romance)

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It's a classic plot: a marriage of convenience that lays the groundwork for true love. But in Julie Garwood's deft hands, the story takes on a unique flavor. Set in medieval Scotland, a time and place Garwood obviously knows and loves, The Wedding couples a high-spirited and impulsive young woman named Brenna with a fierce Highland laird, Connor MacAlister. Their desperate attempts to maneuver around their true emotions have all the twists, turns, and kicks of a raucous Scottish dance.
Library Journal
Garwood's fortunes continue to blossom; her last novel, For the Roses (LJ 8/95), marked her tenth best seller. In her latest, a 12th-century Scottish maiden falls for the leader of the clan that abducted her.
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Kathe Robin Romantic Times "Utterly delightful...filled with adventure, passion, intrigue, that special Julie Garwood touchof humor, and the magic of love..."

Rendezvous "Her gifted prose is always a treat."

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781101533550
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA)
  • Publication date: 7/5/2011
  • Sold by: Penguin Group
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 1
  • Sales rank: 11,135
  • File size: 724 KB

Meet the Author

Julie Garwood
JULIE GARWOOD is among the most critically acclaimed — and popular — romance authors around, with thirty-six million copies of her books in print. The author of numerous bestsellers, she lives near Kansas City, Missouri.
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"This will do," she answered.

The isolated spot she'd chosen was a flat piece of nothing squeezed in between the pines. There was barely enough room for him to roll over. She seemed to like it, though, and for what he owed was going to be the very last time, he let her have her way. He stood behind her as he removed his boots, all the while tryiShe spread the blanket out on the ground, and though he was sure she would try to make an hour-long project out of the simple task, she surprised him by being quick about it.

When she was finished, she removed her slippers and then stood up, facing him. She moved closer, until her toes were touching his, and stared into his eyes, holding her breath while she waited for him to touch her.

He didn't move. Tension filled the air between them, her ,anxiety building as she stared into those dark, inscrutable eyes of his, looking for the first sign of displeasure. Lord, she couldn't stand the silence long.

"I had thought to keep my clothes on."

He slowly shook his head. "But then I thought to take them off," she whispered.

And still he waited. She told herself she had made the decision and now it was up to her to keep her word. Her hands shook as she untied the belt at her waist, and the woolen material he'd draped around her fell in a swoosh to the ground.

She thought about moving to the side before she took her gown off, because the moonlight was blocked by the tree branches there and shadows would hide her nudity from him, but then she decided to stop being such a coward.

Should she tell him she wasn't wearing anything underneath her nightgown? No, she decided, he would find out soon enough. Her heart was pounding frantically, but her anxiety had faded a little-because he wasn't attacking her, she supposed-and somewhere in the back of her muddled thoughts was the realization that Connor wouldn't deliberately hurt her. She couldn't understand why she felt that way, but she did, and oddly, her hands weren't shaking nearly as much.

She felt she was in charge of what was happening to her, and that made all the difference.

She regarded him gravely while she gathered her courage and then slowly removed her nightgown. She kept her gaze on Connor all the while, searching for a hint of displeasure or disgust because her body was so terribly imperfect. She was fully aware of her flaws. Her breasts were too large, her hips too narrow, and her legs were too long for the rest of her body. He was bound to notice, she knew, and if he so much as frowned with displeasure, she thought she would close her eyes and die of shame.

He took his time looking at her. His gaze lingered on her parted lips, her full breasts, her narrow waist, the blond curls shielding her virginity, her long legs, all the while trying to remember how to draw a breath. Dear God, he hadn't expected such beauty. He was overwhelmed by her, for he had never imagined such a woman could exist, and if he weren't a practical man, he would have thought she wasn't English at all but a goddess sent down from heaven to reward him for the vengeance he had sought in his sainted father's name.

He was fast becoming desperate to take her into his arms and plant himself firmly inside her. He didn't give in to his body's demands yet, but stood where he was and let her take the lead once again. For some reason he didn't understand, she had gotten it into her head that she should be the one making the decisions tonight. He had come to this startling conclusion when he had hesitated instead of ordering her to remove her clothes and be damned quick about it. He had shaken his head at her to let her know he didn't care for her decision to keep her clothes on, but before he could explain exactly what he wanted her to do, she changed her mind.

And he got exactly what he wanted.

The blush covering her face reflected her embarrassment. She was trying to look defiant and not afraid, but she was worried. He could see it in her eyes, in the way she stood as straight and rigid as a spear, and in her hands clenching and unclenching at her sides. Oh, yes, she really was perfect.

She must have believed he would become the aggressor now, and when he didn't reach for her, she slowly began to relax.

Why didn't he take off his clothes? She worried about that for a full minute before deciding to offer her assistance.

"I had thought you would remove your own clothes, but then I considered you might want me to assist you. Sometimes wives in England help their husbands disrobe."

She was obviously making it all up as she went along. If it helped relieve her fear, he didn't mind."Do you want me to undress you, Connor?"

He considered answering her, then decided what had worked before would work again, and so he simply nodded agreement.

She took another shaky breath, no doubt bracing herself for what she thought she would find, before she finally gathered enough gumption to reach for his belt. Her toes, as weightless as a butterfly's wings, brushed over his, and the second the knot was undone and his plaid began to drop to the ground, she took a quick step back.

He wasn't wearing any underclothes. She noticed that right away, God help her for being foolish enough to look, and she deliberately turned her attention to his chin until her heart calmed down. She'd only taken a glimpse below his waist before she forced herself to look away. It was still more than enough to make her want to run all the way back to England.

"Connor, are you certain this will work?"

The bewilderment in her voice amused him. God, she was innocent. And young.

He gently pulled her into his arms and held her tight against him. His head dropped down to the top of her head. "Yes," he promised.

He was a little surprised he could speak at all. The feel of her soft breasts pressed against his chest demanded his full attention, and honest to God, he was beginning to believe the unbearable wait had been worth the trouble.

He couldn't wait any longer though. Neither his body nor his mind would allow another minute to pass without fulfilling all of his urges.

Connor had fully expected to be surprised again, and that he was, because once he'd convinced her to quit hiding in the crook of his neck and tilt her head up toward him, she let him kiss her. She didn't know what she was doing, of course. Her lips were closed tight against his, but with his gentle coaxing, she began to relax. Then he told her what he wanted her to do. She didn't fight him, just gave him a look that suggested she thought he was out of his mind to want her to do such a thing, and after he'd repeated his demand, she finally conceded to him and opened her mouth.

And then he kissed her the way he'd imagined he would from the moment he'd first seen her today. His tongue quickly moved inside her sweet warmth to stroke and explore. It was much, much better than what he'd imagined it would be. God, how he liked kissing her this way.

She liked it too. She wound her arms around his neck and began to stroke him, timidly at first, then far more boldly, until she seemed as eager as he was to experience more of the erotic pleasure.

Copyright © 1996 by Julie Garwood

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Table of Contents

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First Chapter

Chapter One

ENGLAND, 1108

It wasn't love at first sight.

Lady Brenna didn't want to be presented to company. She had far more important things to do with her day. Her nursemaid, a dour-faced woman with God-fearing ways and clumped-together, protruding front teeth, wouldn't listen to her arguments, however. With the determination of a hedgehog, she cornered Brenna in the back of the stables and then lunged forward. Never one to let an opportunity or a little girl slip past her, the nursemaid lectured her charge all the way up the hill and across the muddy courtyard.

"Quit your squirming, Brenna. I'm stronger than you are, and I'm not about to let go. You've lost your shoes again, haven't you? And don't dare lie to me. I can see your stockings peeking out. Why are you dragging that bridle behind you?"

Brenna lifted her shoulders in a shrug. "I forgot to put it back."

"Drop it this minute. You're always forgetting, and do you know why?"

"I don't pay attention to what I'm doing, like you tell me to, Elspeth."

"You don't pay attention to anything I tell you, and that's a fact. You're more trouble than all the others put together. Your older brothers and sisters have never given me a moment's worry. Even your baby sister knows how to behave herself, and she's still sucking on her fingers and wetting herself. I'm warning you, Brenna, if you don't change your ways and give your parents a little peace, God himself will have to stop his important work and come down here to talk to you. Just how are you going to feel about that? You don't like it much when your papa has to sityou down on his knee and talk to you about your shameful behavior, now do you?"

"No, Elspeth. I surely don't like it. I try to behave. I really do."

She peeked up to see if the nursemaid believed she was contrite. She wasn't, of course, because she really didn't think she'd done anything wrong, but Elspeth wouldn't understand.

"Don't you bat those big blue eyes at me, young lady. I don't believe you're the least bit sincere. Lord, but you smell. What have you gotten into?"

Brenna lowered her head and kept quiet. She'd been chasing after the piglets just an hour before, until the tanner put their mama back in the pen, and Brenna's peculiar stench was just a small price to pay for all the fun she'd had.

Her torture had only just begun. Even though she had had a bath just a week before, she was bathed again, and in the middle of the day, of all times. She was scrubbed from head to toes, and so thoroughly she had to cry about it. Elspeth wasn't at all sympathetic to her wails, and Brenna eventually got tired of crying. She barely struggled at all while Elspeth dressed her in a blue gown and too-tight matching slippers. Her cheeks were pinched hard for color, her white-blond tangles were brushed into curls, and she was then dragged back down to the hall. She would have to pass her mother's inspection before she could be left alone.

Her oldest sister, Matilda, was already seated at the table with her mother. Cook was there too, going over supper arrangements with her mistress.

"I don't want to meet no company today, Mama. It's sorely wearisome for me."

Elspeth came up behind her and poked her in her shoulder. "Hush now. You mustn't complain. God doesn't like women who complain."

"Papa complains all the time, and God likes him just fine," Brenna announced. "That's why Papa's so big. Only God is bigger than he is."

"Where did you hear such nonsense?"

"Papa told me so. I want to go outside now. I won't run after the piglets again. I promise."

"You're staying right where I can keep my eye on you. You're going to behave yourself today. If you don't, you know what will happen to you, don't you?"

Brenna pointed to the ground. "I'll have to go down there." She dutifully repeated the threat she'd heard over and over again.

The little girl didn't have any idea what was "down there"; she only knew it was awful and she didn't want to go there. According to Elspeth, if Brenna didn't change her sorry ways, she was never going to get into heaven, and just about everyone, including her family, wanted to go there.

She knew exactly where heaven was because her papa had given her exact directions. It was right on the other side of the sky.

She thought she might like it, but really didn't care. Only one thing was important to her now. She wasn't about to be left behind again. She still had nightmares at least once a week over what her mama referred to as the "unfortunate" incidents. The terrifying memories were still lurking in the back of her mind, where everyone knew all little girls tucked away their worries, just waiting for the right opportunity to jump out in the dark and scare her. Her screams would wake her sister, of course. While Elspeth was busy soothing baby Faith, Brenna would drag her blanket to her parents' chamber. When her papa was away from home doing important work the king could give only to someone as trustworthy and loyal as he was, she'd sneak into the big bed and cuddle up next to her mama, and when her papa was home, she'd sleep on the cold floor right next to Courage, his beautiful silver-handled sword Mama swore he loved almost as much as his children. Brenna felt safest when her papa was there because his loud snores always lulled her back to sleep. Demons didn't try to crawl in through the window and nightmares about being left behind didn't visit her when she was with her parents. Those horrors wouldn't dare.

"Please tell Brenna to keep her mouth shut when company arrives, Mother," Matilda requested. "She shouts every word. She does it on purpose. When will she stop the vile habit?"

"Soon, dear, soon," her mother replied almost absentmindedly.

Brenna edged closer to her sister. Matilda was bossy by nature, but now that their brothers were away learning how to be as important to their king as their papa, her condition had worsened. She was becoming as bothersome as Elspeth.

"You're a pain in the arse, Mattie."

Her mother heard the remark. "Brenna, you will not use such common language again. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Mama, but Papa says his arse is paining him all the time. It aches something fierce, it does."

Her mother closed her eyes. "Don't sass me, child."

Brenna's shoulders slumped. She tried to look pitiful. "Mama, I'm sorely weary of everybody telling me what to do all the time. Doesn't anybody like me?"

Her mother wasn't in the mood to placate her daughter. She waved her hand toward the cluster of chairs on the opposite side of the hall.

"Go and sit down, Brenna. Do not say another word until you are given permission to speak. Do it now."

The little girl dragged her feet as she crossed the hall.

"Don't make her sit there all alone too long, Mother. The unfortunate incidents have made her difficult. Papa says it's going to take her time to recover."

Mattie was defending her. Brenna wasn't surprised by the show of loyalty. It was her sister's duty to watch out for her while her brothers were away. But it made Brenna angry that Mattie had brought up the unmentionable. She knew how much Brenna hated being reminded of what had happened to her.

"Yes, dear," her mother replied. "Time and patience."

Mattie let out a loud sigh. "Really, Mother, how can you be so calm about it? Have you no guilt? Even I can understand forgetting one of your children on a single occasion, but twice? It's a wonder the child lets you out of her sight."

Elspeth moved forward to offer her opinion. " 'Tis my fear you'll never catch a husband for that one, mi'lady."

Brenna put her hands over her ears. She hated it when the nursemaid referred to her as "that one." She wasn't one of the piglets, after all.

"I'll catch a husband by myself," Brenna shouted.

Joan walked into the hall in time to hear her sister's boast.

"What have you done this time, Brenna?"

"Nothing."

"Then why are you sitting all by yourself? You're usually squeezed up next to Mother, talking her ears off. Tell me what you've done. I promise I won't lecture you."

"I sassed Mama. Did Papa catch your husband for you, Joan?"

"Catch a husband?" she asked. She didn't laugh for fear of hurting Brenna's tender feelings, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling.

"I suppose he did," she admitted.

"Did you help?"

"No. I'll meet my husband on the day I marry him."

"Aren't you scared he's ugly?" Brenna whispered.

"What he looks like won't matter. Papa assures me it's a strong alliance," Joan whispered in response.

"Is that good?"

"Oh, yes. Our king has given his approval."

"Rachel says you have to love your husband with your whole heart."

"That's only a foolish wish. When she's old enough, she's going to marry a man named MacNare, and Rachel's never met him. He doesn't even live in England, but Father isn't concerned about that. He was swayed by promises and gifts MacNare gave him."

"Elspeth says Papa won't ever find anyone for me. She says Papa's too busy for the likes of me. I have to catch one by myself. Will you help me?"

Joan smiled. "I can see this is worrying you. I'll be happy to help."

"How do I get one?"

Joan pretended to consider the matter for a long minute before she answered.

"I imagine you select the man you want and then you ask him to marry you. If he lives far away, then you must send a messenger to him. Yes, that would be how you would do it. You know, Brenna, Papa would be unhappy to hear us talking like this. It is his duty to find someone for you. Why are we whispering?"

"Mama told me not to talk."

Joan burst into laughter. The noise alerted Elspeth, who immediately rushed over.

"Please don't encourage her, Lady Joan. Brenna, you were told to keep quiet. Doesn't that mouth of yours ever rest?"

"I'm sorry, Elspeth."

The nursemaid snorted in disbelief. "No, you're not sorry." She moved closer, wagged her finger in front of Brenna's face, and then said, "One of these days God's going to march in here and lecture you sound, young lady. Mark my words. You'll be sorry then. He doesn't like little girls who sass."

Elspeth finally left her alone, and Brenna fell asleep waiting for company to arrive. Her sister Rachel shook her awake and pulled her along to stand with her older sisters.

Brenna hid behind Rachel's back until her name was called and she was dragged out for display. She was suddenly feeling too shy to look up at the company, and as soon as her papa finished bragging about her, she moved behind her sister again.

None of the strangers paid any attention to her, and so she decided to sneak out of the hall while everyone was ignoring her. She turned around, took one step toward the entrance, and then came to a quick stop.

Three giants came through the door. She was too stunned to move. The one in the middle was taller than the other two and held her interest the longest. She watched him closely, and when her parents hurried forward to greet the newcomers, she realized he was even bigger than her own papa.

She grabbed hold of Rachel's hand and started tugging. Her sister took a long time to look down.

"What is it?" she whispered.

"He isn't God, is he?" she asked, pointing to the dark-haired guest.

Rachel rolled her eyes heavenward. "No, he most certainly isn't God."

"Did Papa lie to me? He told me only God is bigger than he is, Rachel."

"No, Papa didn't lie. He was just teasing you. That's all. You don't need to be afraid."

Brenna was thoroughly relieved. Papa hadn't deceived her, after all, and God hadn't bothered to come down from heaven to lecture her. There was still time for her to change what Elspeth told her was her sinful life.

Her papa drew her attention when he let out a bellow of laughter. She smiled because he was having such a fine time, and then she turned to look at the middle one again. She'd been told time and again that it was rude to stare, but she didn't pay any attention to her mother's rule now. The giant mesmerized her, and she wanted to remember everything she could about him.

He must have felt her staring at him, though, because he suddenly turned and looked directly at her.

Brenna decided to make her papa proud of her and behave like a proper young lady. She grabbed a fistful of her skirt, hiked it up to her knees, and then bent down to curtsy. She promptly lost her balance and almost hit her head against the floor, but she was quick enough to lean back so she could land on her bottom.

She stood back up, remembered to let go of her skirts, and then peeked up at the stranger to see what he thought about her newly acquired skill.

The giant smiled at her.

As soon as he looked away, she squeezed herself up against Rachel's backside again.

"I'm going to marry him," she whispered.

Rachel smiled. "That's nice."

Brenna solemnly nodded. Yes, it was nice.

Now all she had to do was ask.

Papa let his daughters leave the hall a few minutes later. Brenna waited until everyone else had gone upstairs, then ran back outside. She was determined to catch one of the piglets today so she would finally have a pet of her very own. She would have preferred a pup, but Papa had let her older brothers and sisters have them all, and none were left for her, and she meant to right his terrible wrong by taking one of the piglets.

Luck was on her side. The piglets' mama had once again left the pen and was now sleeping in a mud pool on the far side of the stables halfway down the hill. Brenna tried not to make any noise, but she slipped in the mud and made a loud splatter anyway. The babies must have worn their mama out. She didn't even lift her head or open her eyes. Brenna heard the loud squeak of the front doors being opened next, but when no one shouted at her, she was certain she hadn't been seen.

The piglets made her task easy, for they had rolled themselves into little balls and were sleeping on top of each other. Brenna scooped one into the hem of her skirts, wrapped it up tight, and then clutched it against her chest. She thought to run to the kitchens and hide her prize there, and she was sure she would have succeeded with her plan, if her new pet hadn't made such a fuss about it all.

Brenna didn't realize her jeopardy until she was outside the pen and heard a horrible noise coming toward her. Pigs weren't supposed to fly, but the enraged mama seemed to be doing just that. Her head was down, her feet were moving faster than a bolt of lightning, and her intent was clearly issued with an ear-shattering squeal that sounded like the devil himself rising out of the bowels of hell to get her.

Brenna opened her mouth and let out a wail every bit as worthy as her predator's. Too terrified to think, she ran in circles, around and around the pen, her hair flying every which way, mud splattering everywhere, clutching her piglet in her arms as she screamed over and over again for her papa to come and save her.

The sight that befell her parents was horrifying. Their sweet little angel was covered with mud and running around like a hen without her head.

Everyone started running at the same time. Papa didn't rescue her, for he had neither the speed nor the stride; the giant who had smiled at her did. And just in the nick of time.

The mama's snout tripped her, and just as Brenna was being pitched to the ground, she felt herself being lifted high into the air. She squeezed her eyes shut, remembered to stop screaming, and then looked around again. She was still in his arms, yet on the opposite side of the fence a fair distance away from the pen. She couldn't imagine how he'd been able to jump over the obstacle.

Chaos surrounded them. Everyone was running toward her. Her papa was the last one to reach the fence. He was still panting when she heard him ask his company if they knew what had caused the animal to attack his dear little Faith.

Brenna wasn't offended. Papa was always getting their names confused. He'd remember by nightfall though, and from the look in his eyes, she knew what would happen then. She'd spend a good hour sitting on his knobby knees while he scolded her. She didn't even want to think about what her punishment would be if he discovered what she had hidden in her skirts. She fervently hoped he never found out.

She knew her savior could feel her pet wiggling between them, and she finally gathered enough courage to look up at him to see what he was going to do about it. He looked surprised, and when the piglet let out another squeal, he smiled.

She was so happy he wasn't angry, she smiled back before she could remember to be shy.

One of his friends stepped closer to the fence. "Connor, is everything all right?" He turned to answer. Brenna stopped him by putting her hand on the side of his face and nudging him back to her again. She whispered her plea then. He must not have heard her, because he leaned down closer until their foreheads were almost touching.

"Don't tell."

The giant suddenly threw his head back and roared with laughter. She told him to hush, but that only made him laugh all the more. He didn't tell on her, though, and once he'd put her back down, she was able to run past her papa before he could grab hold of her.

"Come back here, Brenna."

She pretended she didn't hear him and continued on. It wasn't until she was safely hidden under the kitchen table, with her new baby sleeping in her lap, that she realized she'd forgotten to ask the man to marry her. She wasn't discouraged. She would ask him tomorrow, and if he told her no, she would come up with another plan. One way or another, she meant to catch him and save her papa the trouble.


Copyright © 1996 by Julie Garwood

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  • Posted July 19, 2011

    Wonderfully insightful

    It was refreshing to have a heroine that was not a bullheaded, pushy, arrogant female. Lady Brenna was real in a way that she was human: forgetful, thought out loud, loved her God, and cared for all the people in her life but wasn't afraid to be angry when she mad show her love in her innocent passion. As much as you might want to slap Connor until he realizes what he really has, he is a true warrior through and through. I couldn't put it down once I started it!!

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  • Posted July 25, 2011

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    Not what I was expecting

    This was my first Julie Garwood book. I had high expectations for this book, since I had read a lot of good things about this author. Unfortunately, it was a disappointment for me. Why did I dislike it? Connor, the hero, is a jerk. He's barbaric, obsessed with revenge, and just an overall miserable man. I don't understand how Brenna seemed to melt in his arms and then fall in love with him. Of course, by the end of the book, he becomes very soft and loving, but I just didn't feel that he deserved her. My actual rating for this book is two stars, but I gave it three stars because the overall writing is good, there's a decent mystery plot, good humor, and I liked Quinlan's (one of Connor's friends) character. I don't want to give up on this author yet, so even though this book didn't live up to my expectations, I will still try other Julie Garwood books.

    5 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 4, 2010

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    All time favorite!

    This is absolutely my favorite. I've read it so many times that I've lost count. It has a great combination of romance, suspense, drama, and comedy. I hope it comes out as an eBook as my copy is starting to fall apart. Love, love, love!!!

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 26, 2010

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    Great book!

    I really enjoyed this book! I am glad Julie Garwood brought back some characters from The Bride for this book. I recommend reading The Bride first because then you have a better feel for some of the characters and the setting in this book. If there is ever a third book continuing this story, I will be sure to get it!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 6, 2009

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    Wow. Amusing, emotional and cute.

    This book was great, Julie Garwood is a truly talented person. Both emotionaly and physicaly scarred men who can grow and learn and be putty with their women (in a good way) are a favorite of mine. Brenna is so forgetful that she leaves things in her wake (including shoes) how can you not love someone so absent minded with a huge heart.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 14, 2012

    Read this Book!

    I have read it four times and it never gets old. This is my favorite book by Julie Garwood and one of my top 5 reads. I laugh so hard reading this book. I tell everyone I know that reads books to read this!

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 29, 2011

    I did NOT like this book

    I love Julie Garwood books. I always finish with a happy feeling inside and in love with the characters. Unfortunatly this was NOT the case with this book.

    The hero was a jack-hole. He had no redeeming qualities. He was bossy. He cared about no one other than himself and revenge. He had no concept of feelings. His whole dialogue was telling her what she was doing wrong! You can't kiss me without permission. You can't talk about your family. You can't talk to me without permission. You can't sneeze without permission and for goodness sake don't EVER give me your opinion! I'm in charge and I'm in control of everything. I personally wanted to choke him out.

    The heroine of the book was no better. She'd give her opinion andthen when she was chastised for it she would second guess herself and think of reasons why she was wrong. THEN she would try to take comfort from him when he had done something horrible and just wrong! It wasn't even remotely believable. She was a push over. I like strong female leads. This was not one.

    By page 80 I was counting pages for when the book would be over. I kept thinking it had to get better soon because this is a Julie Garwood book! It didn't get better. I was screaming at my nook, "are you FREAKING KIDDING ME!" I FORCED myself to finish it.

    I gave the book 2 stars. I did this because the prologue was good and it really caught my attention. I also did it because the book got a little interesting with 100 pages left. (I know. I was counting.) But it still wasn't great.

    Julie Garwood books are amazing. She is a fantastic author with an amazing talent for telling stories. If you haven't read her before PLEASE don't start with this book. Try The Secret. That was a great book.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 13, 2013

    The very best

    This book was amazing....loved every minute

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 24, 2012

    If you like to laugh while you read it is so worth a read!!!!

    This 1 of 2 of my favorite books by Julie Garwood, the other is 'The Bride'. I laugh so much when I read either one. I first bought the hard copies over I would say 10 to 15 years ago (maybe longer) but these books are the ones I go back to when I want a real good read and laugh. But since I purchased my Nook Tablet and now have them both on my Nook I 'love' them even more because I carry my Nook EVERYWHERE, it is so much lighter than a book, and now I may read at a railroad crossing or when stuck in a traffic jam. But I diverse, this book is good if you like strong will men and women along with some mystery. I must also admit I like Julie Garwood's early works so much but only because I don't care for modern day venues. Enjoy and try the book 'The Bride' and really you should read it 1st and then 'The Wedding". It won't find it a waste of time or money!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 8, 2012

    Loved this book

    Had to write a review after i read last review. This is a wondergul love story set in another time period. Marriages were arranged....roles of men and women were different. Please uhderstand that when reading. I found a timeless romance.

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 14, 2014

    Good read and funny too!!

    Above statement says it all!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 1, 2014

    5 STARS

    I LOVE TO READ JULIE GARWOOD BOOKS AND 'THE WEDDING' WAS VERY GOOD

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 29, 2014

    Great book!!!!

    Love this story!!! Must read!!

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  • Posted December 9, 2013

    Worth reading. I enjoyed most of the book I didn't feel I could

    Worth reading. I enjoyed most of the book I didn't feel I could give it 5 stars because she left me puzzled.Why make the "hero" of a previous book, the villain (she did so with the very last sentence)? 

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  • Posted August 21, 2013

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    Julie Garwood has done it again... Another Ahhhhmazing Scottish

    Julie Garwood has done it again... Another Ahhhhmazing Scottish historical romance. From beginning to end this book was great! The banter between Brenna and Connor had me cracking up and the chemistry was off the charts! Not to mention that we get to revisit Alec and Jamie from "The Bride" which I also loved. All in all a really great book that I highly recommend! I give this 10 stars!!!

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  • Posted April 25, 2013

    I loved this book!! I read it in two days! I only wish Julie Gar

    I loved this book!! I read it in two days! I only wish Julie Garwood would continued the story with Quinlan and Faith. I also want more highland lairds stories. She is brilliant writing them.

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  • Posted January 12, 2013

    You will LoVe this book!! A must read!!

    This author is awesome! She is one of my favorites in my TOP 3 of all time! (Deveraux, Woodiwiss, Garwood). I love how the characters interacted, and especially love how the two main characters met again in the woods while the Highlanders were all painted blue, and the way they tricked her into repeating her request from all those years ago had my laughing. I just wish Garwood would write a sequel to this one on the sister...I was anticipating her straying from the path at the monastary so she would become "fair game".
    This is a book that you must add to your nook library! It is so well worth your money!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 20, 2012

    Very enjoyable

    liked this book alot.

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  • Posted July 6, 2012

    Great read!

    I love all her books and this one was no different. Totally enjoyed the story and loved that she brought my favorite characters from The Bride into this story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 15, 2012

    Gret Great

    Great book!!!! Love brenna. Couldnt put down. MUST READ

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