Timeless Mist

Timeless Mist

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by Terisa Wilcox

Kristianna discovers the magic of Scotland when she comes face to face with the man of her dreams - four hundred years in the past...

Art-history major Kristianna Campbell gets more education than she bargains for when she visits Scotland with her college class. On a shopping excursion she picks up an unusual souvenir-an antique pocket watch once owned by


Kristianna discovers the magic of Scotland when she comes face to face with the man of her dreams - four hundred years in the past...

Art-history major Kristianna Campbell gets more education than she bargains for when she visits Scotland with her college class. On a shopping excursion she picks up an unusual souvenir-an antique pocket watch once owned by Iain MacGregor.
The enchanted watch pulls her back through time where she lands smack in the middle of Iain MacGregor's territory-in the year 1603, during the proscription against the MacGregors.
Unsure of where she is or how she got there, Kris is stunned when she sees Iain and realizes he's not exactly a stranger to her. She's dreamed of him for weeks. And her attraction to him is stronger in the flesh than in her dreams. Realizing the danger in revealing her real surname of Campbell, Kristianna tells him her last name is Armstrong.
The situation is tense as Iain battles enemies on all sides, thanks to King James VI and the decree that the name of MacGregor be outlawed, and the Earl of Argyll, Archibald Campbell's desire to see the MacGregors decimated. Iain has neither the time nor the inclination to deal with the strange lass who mysteriously landed in his territory.
But Kristianna affects him in ways no other woman has. To desire her is acceptable, but when she begins to reach the heart he thought long dead, he knows he will never be the same.

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"What have ye done with her?" The deep voice broke into the quiet she'd been enjoying.

Kristianna turned toward that somehow-familiar baritone. Her jaw slid south. It dropped so fast she wouldn't have been surprised to hear it clunk on her chest.

Standing nose to nose with the biggest, blackest horse she'd ever seen, she blinked a time or two, but it didn't help. The huge animal snorted and blew, pawed the ground, and continued to stare at her.

Kris closed her eyes and shook her head. She had a great imagination. Not a moment ago she'd gazed at the meadow behind her, wanting nothing more than to lie down in the sweet-smelling field of heather, close her eyes and relish the peacefulness.

"I ask ye once again, wench, what ha'e ye done wi' her?"

She opened her eyes; her breath hitched in her throat and solidified there. Kris let her eyes travel up, up and up some more to see who spoke. Her knees wobbled at the sight of the man sitting atop his horse. Not only was he more gorgeous than any man had a right to be, he was also very large and looked none too happy at the moment.

His face, bronzed by wind and sun, looked as familiar as his voice sounded. She'd seen him before and the sight of him ripped a sigh of pleasure from her.

"I haven't done anything with anyone," she began when his question penetrated her brain. She shook her head, confused. He was supposed to jump off his dark horse and pledge his undying love and devotion, not ask about some other woman.

"Dinnae make me ask ye again," he thundered. Without warning, he leapt from his enormous horse, drew his sword and pointed it at her.Apparently, he was not convinced of her innocence. "Tell me what ye ha'e done wi' her and mayhap I shall let ye live."

"Look," Kris said, keeping her voice as soft and calm as she could with a very real, very sharp looking broadsword pointed at her chest "I don't have any idea who you're talking about. If you tell me who it is you're looking for, maybe I can help you find her. Just put that sword away..."

Before she could finish, the man advanced on her, blade raised, ready to strike. Kris couldn't help but admire the way he moved with such easy grace for a man so powerful and well muscled.

She put her hands up and stumbled backwards as the man continued moving toward her, his face a mask of anger.

With a yelp, she tripped, and fell to her backside.

And woke up.

"Damn." She blinked several times and rubbed her hands over her face. "If I must continue to have dreams about this guy, can't I at least control the outcome once in awhile?" Blowing her hair out of her eyes in frustration, she sighed and looked upward. No divine answer seemed to be coming from that quarter.

More awake now, she looked around the darkened bedroom, grumbled a bit as she untangled herself from the blankets and tossed them back on the bed. With a groan, she grabbed the end of the footboard and hauled herself up from where she'd landed on the floor.

"Fine, if I can't control the outcome of that stupid dream, do you think it would be too much to ask that I at least not fall out of bed?"

With more irritated grumbles, Kris plopped on the edge of the bed and peered at her alarm clock. Four a.m. and she was wide-awake.


No sense in even trying to get back to sleep now, the alarm would blare in an hour anyway. She pushed her feet into her favorite fuzzy slippers, stood, grabbed the robe from the end of the bed and made her way to the kitchen. Flipping the switch for the lights, then the one to start the coffee brewing, she cast a sleepy glance at the refrigerator and couldn't stop the wide grin and giddy giggle.

At least today, there was good reason for her excitement and inability to get back to sleep. On the fridge, two magnets held the cause of her exhilaration in place--one round-trip airplane ticket to Scotland.

She bounced on her heels in anticipation. Her entire art-history class was due to fly out of Logan Airport in Boston just a few short hours from now. She'd gotten her passport, paid off all her credit cards and been packed for almost two weeks. The only thing left to do was wait for Hailey to pick her up, get to the airport and board the plane.

She poured coffee into her favorite mug, added the requisite amounts of cream and sugar and took a deep breath, inhaling the marvelous aroma before taking a large swallow. She stood there a moment, savoring the caffeine as it did its wonderful work.

It must be anticipation about the trip that inspired the weird dreams, she decided, sipping more coffee. Although in the back of her mind a nagging suspicion said there was far more to it than that, she chose to ignore it. Maybe it was just a lack of junk food. She'd been on a strict diet for over a month, trying to lose a few extra pounds before the trip. Who knew what kind of detrimental affects a lack of chocolate could bring on a girl?

Kris giggled. On the kitchen table, she turned a critical eye on the nearly finished sketch: the man who insisted on invading her dreams every night for the past few weeks. She'd almost captured him, but there was still something missing. Unable to resist, she sat at the table, picked up the pencil and began to work. She'd just do a bit on it before getting dressed to wait for Hailey.

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Timeless Mist 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
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jodykaygore More than 1 year ago
When Kristianna Campbell buys a watch from an old gypsy woman, she is skeptical. The woman tells her it is an enchanted watch and she scoffs. Even when finding an inscription inside the watch, Kris figures it is part of how the old woman sells her items. On a trip to Scotland with her college class, Kristianna Campbell sees a portrait of Iain MacGregor, laird of the clan in 1603. He's also the same sexy highlander she's been dreaming of for weeks. After falling asleep to a tune played by the enchanted watch, Kris wakes to find herself staring into the very real, flesh and blood face of Iain himself. Not only must Kris convince him that she's not crazy, and that she really is from the future, but she must also assure him she is not his enemy; he is a MacGregor and she a Campbell. Their families have fought bloody battles for years. Iain MacGregor is doing his best to see that his clan survives the proscription against them. He has no time for a strange lass from who knows where. Still Kris intrigues him more than he is willing to admit. Kris realizes she is beginning to fall in love with Iain but is determined to return to her own time. Will Iain let her go? Timeless Mist is a romance I would recommend for your TBR list. The historical aspect is accurate and well written as is the Scottish brogue. The plot moves along well and holds the reader's attention. I enjoyed this story very much and found myself turning each page in anticipation of where it would take me next. Terisa Wilcox is also a reviewer for Romanicing the Pubs. Vist her web site: www.terisawilcox.com
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christytilleryfrench More than 1 year ago
College student Kristianna Campbell has disturbing dreams about a Scotsman just prior to her planned visit to Scotland. At Castle MacGregor, Kristianna recognizes this man in the portrait of Iain MacGregor, laird of the MacGregor clan for a short time before he disappeared in 1604. On a visit to a small village, Kris spies an antique gold watch and touches it, immediately conjuring the image of Iain MacGregor, the watch's owner. That night, examining the watch, she finds a small, hidden compartment and when she reads the verse inside is transported back in time to 1603. The first person she sees is Iain, who is suspicious of her appearance. Aware of the intense hatred between the MacGregors and the Campbells, Kris lies about her last name, terrified that Iain will consider her a spy if he knows. Iain MacGregor, worried about the safety of his clan and battling enemies from all sides, is intrigued by Kristianna, but he's been betrothed twice before, both of whom betrayed him, and isn't about to trust another lass. Realizing she is falling in love with Iain, Kris knows she must tell him the truth but is wary of Iain's reaction and fears he will reject her. Terisa Wilcox has penned an intriguing story, filled with interesting historical detail and dialogue so realistic as to transport the reader back in time to Scotland of the 17th century. Kristianna and Iain are charming characters and Wilcox relays their attraction to one another in a fun, entertaining way. The plot moves quickly and will hold the reader's attention throughout as Wilcox cleverly weaves conflicts into the story that threaten the two lovers' future.