How to Blackmail a Highlander

How to Blackmail a Highlander

by Michelle McLean

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ISBN-13: 9781640637054
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date: 01/14/2019
Series: The MacGregor Lairds , #3
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 212
Sales rank: 4,896
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Michelle McLean is a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl who is addicted to chocolate and Goldfish crackers and spent most of her formative years with her nose in a book. She has a B.S. in History, a M.A. in English, and loves history, romance and spending her time combining the two in her novels.

When Michelle's not editing, reading or chasing her kids around, she can usually be found in a quiet corner working on her next book. She resides in PA with her husband and two children, and three very spoiled cats. She also writes contemporary romance as Kira Archer.

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Lady Alice Chivers twirled across the dance floor, rather bemused at how she could be so ecstatically happy and so full of despair at the same time. She was in her element. Surrounded by lovely men, clad in a stunning new gown that showed off all her best assets, with a gaggle of her best friends giggling in the background as she flirted with her many suitors. The music swelled louder with each swish of her skirts, and for a moment she wished she hadn't had her maid lace her up quite so tight. Drawing a breath grew more and more difficult with each turn.

But she wanted to look her best tonight. For her last hurrah. Reginald Nash, the eighth Earl of Woolsmere, had proposed, and her excited parents had immediately accepted. The engagement would be announced soon. But tonight ... tonight was hers. She was still young, and officially unattached, and she was going to enjoy herself.

She smiled at the man who held her. James — or perhaps it was John ... or Jasper — gazed down at her and squeezed her hand tighter. They spun, and Alice caught her mother's disapproving gaze. She fought down the bubble of unease that threatened to erupt. It was a simple dance. Harmless. Perfectly acceptable. And she was enjoying every second of it.

After all, it would probably be the last time she would experience a handsome young man's arms about her. The sensation of his breath on her skin as he leaned down to talk to her. She wished she could rip the gloves from their fingers so just once she might feel his skin against her own. Perhaps they could steal into an alcove and share a forbidden kiss.

She'd like to know the touch of a virile young gentleman. Once in her life. Before she was shackled to the decrepit, flatulent, and likely murderous lord her parents had chosen for her to wed.

The words she'd shared with her best friend, Lady Elizabet Dawsey, when she'd been in the same situation, came back to haunt her. She'd told Elizabet that she'd be lucky to marry an old man. After all, the older he was, the more likely it was that he'd leave her an independent widow all the sooner. A little more difficult to be excited about that prospect, however, when she was the one facing marriage to a man old enough to be her grandfather. One who'd already buried three wives much younger than he. Not only was the possibility of a happy marriage nonexistent, the likelihood she'd outlive her husband was questionable. At least if the gossips could be believed. And no matter what her mother said, the gossips were rarely wrong.

Another spin brought her mother into focus again, but Alice paid her no mind. She pressed herself a little closer to her partner, surprised at her own boldness, and focused solely on the deep, chocolate brown eyes that gazed into hers.

"You have a most curious expression on that pretty face of yours, my lady," he said. "Might I inquire as to its meaning?"

Alice smiled at him. "I was wishing that this dance might go on forever."

His hand pressed her closer. "I wish the same thing."

But already the music was drawing to a close. A final twirl, a promenade, and they bowed, slightly breathless and all smiles.

"Perhaps I could call on you tomorrow?" he asked.

She sighed. "That would be lovely, but I'm afraid it won't be possible. My mother has arranged a prior engagement."

The music came to an end, and Alice reluctantly released him. Their hands lingered together for the briefest moment, unnoticed by anyone. Or so Alice thought. In her absorption, she hadn't noticed that they'd stopped right in front of her mother. By the expression on her face, Alice's mother hadn't missed anything that had passed between her daughter and her dance partner.

Alice clasped her hands together and kept her gaze on the floor while her mother addressed them.

"Mr. Sinclair. How good to see you. I hadn't realized you were acquainted with my daughter."

"Good evening, Lady Morely," he said, giving her a gallant bow. "I hadn't been before this evening. Something I'm glad was remedied. She is delightful."

He smiled at her, and Alice tried to return the expression, though the sour turn of her mother's lips made that difficult.

"Yes," her mother agreed. "She's had quite the Season. No less than three proposals."

Mr. Sinclair's — Jeremy? Jason? — smile faded slightly. "I am not surprised at all. I'm sure any gentleman would be proud to have Lady Alice on his arm."

"Indeed." Her mother nodded and leaned in as if she were about to impart some great secret. "In fact, we will be making an announcement very soon. We're thrilled, of course."

He shot a surprised look at Alice, who tried not to flinch against the sudden spike of guilt, and then he gave her mother a tight smile. "I can well imagine. My lady ..." He turned and gave Alice a rigid bow with another toward her mother. "It's been a pleasure."

Alice watched him until he was out of sight. Then she risked a glance at her mother. And wished she hadn't.

"I'll speak to you later," Lady Morely said with a snap of her fan. "But for now, someone else would like a moment of your attention."

She nodded toward where Woolsmere stood with a few of his decrepit cronies, and Alice's stomach sank as his thin lips stretched over his yellowed teeth. Her mother linked her arm through Alice's and leaned in to whisper. But much to Alice's surprise, instead of the admonishment for her behavior that Alice expected, her mother's voice was soft and almost sympathetic.

"He's wealthy, well connected, and will elevate you further than we ever dreamed," her mother whispered to her behind her fan. "Smile and bear it, my child. Like we all must do."

Before Alice could say anything else, they'd reached Woolsmere, and her mother deposited her and then gracefully drifted toward her guests.

"My lord," Alice said, gritting her teeth and dropping into a quick bob. "I trust you are enjoying your evening."

"Indeed," Woolsmere said, taking her elbow in a painful grip and leading her out of earshot of the other guests. "Though I'm not enjoying myself nearly as much as you seem to be, my dear."

Alice's gaze shot to his, and he leered down at her. "No matter," he muttered, his foul breath wafting over her face. He leaned in even closer, and she steeled herself to keep from cringing away. "There's no harm in enjoying yourself a bit, I suppose. As long as you restrict it to a public dance or two." His eyes roved over her body. "After all, soon enough I'll be the one enjoying the pleasures of your flesh. I can be generous for one last night. Once this ripe body of yours is swelling with my child you won't have time for such frivolous concerns. Best to get them out of your system now. Once we are wed, you'll become accustomed to a quieter life in the country."

Alice drew in a strangled breath through her pinched nostrils but couldn't stop a retort from leaving her lips. "And what if I prove to be as barren as your other wives?" she asked, refusing to flinch when he glared at her.

He tightened his grip on her arm until she sucked in a pained breath. Then he shrugged. "You aren't the only field where I can plow my seed. Merely the cheapest bought." He nodded with a falsely magnanimous smile at where her mother stood watching them.

Alice jerked her arm out of his grasp but before she could give in to her emotions and punch the old goat in the throat as he so richly deserved, her sister Mary flounced to her side, her ringlets bobbing over her ears.

"Alice, there you are! My lord, would you mind terribly if I stole my sister away?"

"Of course not, my dear," Woolsmere said, aiming that sickly false grin at her. "I'll have her all to myself soon enough."

Mary giggled, though Alice could tell it was forced, and quickly led her away from her soon-to-be-betrothed.

Their mother frowned at them and subtly jerked her head back in Woolsmere's direction. But there was no way Alice was subjecting herself to him again, now that she'd escaped. She took Mary's hand, thrust her chin in the air, and marched off in the opposite direction of Woolsmere and her mother.

"Ah, you'll pay for that," Mary said once they'd found a quiet corner.

Alice sighed. "I'm already paying for it. They can't punish me more than they already have."

"Marriage to one of the richest men at court is hardly a punishment."

"I heartily disagree. And so do you, or you wouldn't have rescued me."

Mary snorted. "I rather think I was rescuing Woolsmere, going by the look on your face when I intervened."

Alice laughed and gave her sister a quick hug. "Yes, well, perhaps you rescued us both."

"I would think you'd be happy. He's wealthy and well-connected, and marrying him will make you a countess. Isn't that what you always wanted?"

Alice frowned. "Once, perhaps. But I suppose I never considered the price I'd have to pay to get it. My dreams never included being a broodmare to a controlling lecher who makes my skin crawl."

Mary's exasperated sigh was not without sympathy. "Men marry to get heirs. You can't truly be surprised that you'd be expected to provide one."

"Of course not. But ..." Alice's eyes darted around the room to make sure no one stood too close, and she leaned toward her sister. "None of his previous wives were able to give him a child. Perhaps the problem does not lie with the women he married. And then they each died within a few years of marrying him. Seems a convenient way to rid himself of a wife, for perhaps his failing."

Her sister frowned at that and whispered, "You think he murdered his wives for failing to provide him with an heir?"

"All I know is that Woolsmere buried his last three wives in the country almost the moment he married them. Both figuratively and literally. None of them were seen at court again once they were wed."

"Perhaps he prefers the quiet country life."

Alice shook her head. "He may say that. But Rose told me one of the stable boys at Woolsmere's estate heard from one of the upstairs maids that he made his wives follow a strict set of rules and even locked them in their chambers at night to ensure they couldn't run away. They say there were horrible rows over the lack of an heir. And each of his wives died mysteriously."

Her sister scoffed. "Those are naught but mean-spirited tales. If there was any truth to any of it, surely something would have been done."

"They are not tales. They are eyewitness accounts."

Mary's lips pursed at that, but she didn't argue. "You shouldn't be gossiping with your maid and the other servants."

"Why not? They see and know everything."

"You truly believe he murdered his wives?"

"I'm saying it seems suspicious, is all. For three women to all die so young, not in childbirth ... And just now, Woolsmere implied I'd be easily replaced."

She was silent for a moment, but then Mary shook her head. "Mother and Father would never marry you off to a man they suspected might harm you. They might be ambitious, but they do care for us. The tales about Woolsmere's previous wives are merely that. Tales."

"Well, I'd rather not be proven right and be the fourth wife he buries. Difficult to say I told you so from my grave."

Mary narrowed her eyes. "Well, murderous deviant or not, even if you weren't practically engaged, flirting with every man in attendance probably isn't the wisest course of action."

Alice shrugged. "I've done nothing wrong. I merely danced with him. And a few others."

"A few?" her sister said, laughing.

Alice couldn't help smiling. "There is certainly no law against that. Besides, she is the one who insisted we come tonight."

"True. Though I don't think she'll see it that way. I doubt she expected you to chase after every unmarried man in the room."

Alice feigned bravado. "I have precious few days of freedom left. I shall do with them as I please."

"It might not be as bad as all that. There's no need to be quite so dramatic."

Alice raised a brow. "Again, I disagree. There is every need."

"If any of the tales about how Woolsmere treated his wives were true, surely someone would have tried to help."

"Who could do anything? There's no proof he murdered any of them, damning circumstantial evidence notwithstanding, and he's well within his husbandly rights to treat his wives as horribly as he pleases."

"Well, that doesn't mean he'll be horrible to you."

"Um hmm," Alice murmured, one eyebrow cocked.

Mary gave her a quick hug. "Either way, ruining your reputation now won't help matters at all. So, behave."

She gave her a little wave and flounced off in search of more entertaining company.

Alice tried to keep the grimace from her face as she scanned the crowd. She longed for her best friend with an aching sadness. She and Elizabet had been as close as she and Mary, closer even, and while it warmed Alice's heart to know that Elizabet was happy, she felt the loss of her keenly.

Then again, she didn't know for certain that Elizabet was happy. She was with her love, so Alice assumed ... hoped. But she had been gone nearly a year with no word. The more time that passed, the more fear crept in — perhaps all had not gone well with her friend's escape. She'd run off with John MacGregor, otherwise known as the notorious Highland Highwayman, when he'd been exiled from England, so Alice certainly had cause for concern. But John loved Elizabet more than anything in the world, and Elizabet felt the same about him. He'd already nearly perished once to keep Elizabet safe. Alice prayed they were healthy and happy together ... somewhere.

She took a breath of the suddenly stifling air in the ballroom and fanned herself with a touch more vigor. A slight breeze from the open French doors beckoned her. But she got no farther than the monstrous potted plants that guarded the doorways before someone's arm shot out and hauled her into the secluded recess behind the plant, a hand firmly clamped over her mouth.


Alice struggled, driving an elbow into the rock-solid chest she was held against. It drew a muffled oof from her large captor but didn't loosen his grip. Her small heel grinding into his boot resulted in a satisfying grunt of pain, but again, no freedom.

"Be still, ye wee wildcat," his deep voice rumbled in her ear. "I've a message for ye from the Lady Elizabet."

At that, Alice struggled again, not to get away, but in overwhelming excitement.

The arm around her waist tightened. "Be still," he said again. "I'll release ye if ye promise not to make a sound, aye?"

She nodded as hard as she could with his hand engulfing most of her face.

His hands slid slowly away, and she turned in his arms before he'd fully released her.

"Do ye remember me?"

"I don't ..." She squinted at him, and then her heart jumped in her chest. "Yes! You're John's kinsman? I saw you when you came to Bess's house, when you brought her word of him."

"Aye," he said with a pleased smile. "Philip MacGregor, my lady."

"You have a message from Bess? Truly?"

He nodded and pulled the sealed letter from his coat pocket. She seized it and held it to her chest for a moment before looking back up at him with a grin so wide it hurt her cheeks.

"Thank you," she said. She jumped at him, throwing her arms about his neck so she could press a hard, fast kiss to his mouth.

He pulled away but kept his arms about her, glancing at her with something akin to horrified shock. Though a small smile tugged at his lips.

"Ye're welcome, my lady."

Her happiness was somewhat eclipsed by the feel of his strong arms about her, and she took him in fully. His coat, vest, and breeches were tasteful enough, if a bit out of fashion and threadbare. And with that accent, she'd half expected to see a kilt swirling about his legs rather than the tightly fitting breeches. Though a kilt would have stood out among her parents' guests and judging from the way he hid behind the potted plants on the terrace, being noticed wasn't what he was after.

Probably a wise choice, because there would be no escaping notice, no matter what he wore. His broad arms and chest suggested a man who was more used to physical labor than gracing soirees and tea parties, but his face ... The strong, chiseled features framed by dark, nearly black hair, were handsome on their own merit. Disturbingly so. But his startlingly blue eyes sent a fine tremor through her that had nothing to do with fear. She could gaze at his face forever.


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How to Blackmail a Highlander 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 8 reviews.
Historical_Romance_Lover 24 days ago
I loved Alice and Phillip's story!! Alice isn't about to marry the man who has already buried 3 wives so when Philip delivers a much wanted letter from her exiled best friend, she jumps at the chance to have him help her. Too bad he doesn't seem inclined to do so. This is until she blackmails him... Philip will do anything to protect his best friend, even if it means being blackmailed by a pampered debutant. They soon find themselves in an accidental marriage and Philip learns it is not so easy to get rid of an unwanted bride. Can this unlikely pair make a go of it and find their HEA? I really enjoyed the latest addition to the MacGregor Laird series. I loved watching these two together and their bantering had me laughing out loud. I'm excited to see what McLean comes up with next!
Pokeybooboo 28 days ago
This is the first book I have read by Michelle McLean, though I have others. Being the third book in a series, I was afraid I'd be a little lost. And I was for a while. Also, I found Alice to be ridiculously headstrong at times. But I kept reading anyway. And then suddenly I didn't care that I had felt a little lost and that Alice made some thoughtless choices, because I was having way too much fun! Trying to escape an arranged marriage to a man who already buried three wives, Alice blackmailed Highlander Philip to take her to Scotland to see her dearest friend Elizabet. Though he was attracted to Alice, he wanted nothing to do with the "wee harpy". Philip lost that fight. While they were at an inn in Scotland, Alice disobeyed Philip's order not to leave the room without him. Philip had to save her when she was accosted by a drunkard. Since they were sharing a room, Alice declared that Philip was her husband. He agreed. Alice didn't know that constituted marriage vows in Scotland. Oops! I absolutely loved the chemistry and interaction between Alice and Philip. Their bickering was hysterical and was my favorite thing about the story. In addition, there was also some action, a bit of suspense and a few tears. The supporting characters also made me smile. They apparently were the stars in the first two books. I definitely need to read those. So hang in there if you haven't read the first two books in the'll have too much fun to care. I received an ARC of this book courtesy of Entangled Publishing and NetGalley. I received no compensation for my review, and all thoughts and opinions are entirely my own.
etoile1996 3 months ago
lady alice chivers is certain that the man her parents have agreed to marry her to will murder her. he's had three dead wives pass in mysterious circumstances. when she runs into philip macgregor at a ball, she is struck by the thought that maybe he can help her escape. she wants to get to her friend, elizabet. she's married to philip's cousin, john and alice knows he can help her. but philip refuses. not because he thinks she's wrong about her prospective husband. but he just believes that she isn't prepared for a life on her own, without the comfort and security of her social standing. so she blackmails him. appropriate for a book titled how to blackmail a highlander. as a heroine, alice is feisty and stubborn and impulsive. she questions everything. and she's determined to not let people make choices that will affect her life. she's remarkably progressive and ingenious. she's also a little bit spoiled and used to getting her way and having things turn out for the best. and philip makes sure to tell her all these things. but he also quietly appreciates all her other qualities. that she fights him at every turn frustrates him, but it also draws him to her. they are opposites that are clearly meant to be together. from the moment they claimed each other inadvertendly, it became more real and it became everything they ever wanted. this was such a delightful read, and i'm pretty sure i've read the other books in this series. and if i'm right there should be at least one more that will give us some resolution on rose and will's story. **how to blackmail a highlander will publish on january 14, 2019. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/entangled publishing (amara) in exchange for my honest review.
georgia1 3 months ago
They do say opposites attract and in the case of Philip and Alice, it takes a while to get there! A young lady being forced to marry a man with three dead wives and old enough to be her grandfather. What could be wrong with that? Especially since rumors are his wives died under shady circumstances. Seeing her chance Alice follows Philip, a cousin of her best friend's husband and the adventure begins. She blackmails him so he will take her to her friend Elizabet in Scotland. In a bold move she declares she is married to him and him to her and realize that is all it takes to handfast in Scotland! Through many ups and downs and arguments and another person Ramsey coming into the scene, this is really an entertaining story! Although part of a series, it can be read as a standalone, but you want to read the others.. Lori Dykes
nelriv 3 months ago
I didn't know that this is part of a series when I requested and even though I was not lost I kind of wished I had read the other book first and will remedy that when I get a little time..So we meet Alice who ia spoiled pampered lady with money she understands the way her world works where you marry for position in society and she had no problem with that until it is her turn to marry and her parents pick a really old gentleman who has buried a couple of brides already and to some weird circumstances. Alice does not want that and can you blame her, she wishes she had her friend Elizabeth to help her, when she gets a letter from her from Phillip and she decides that she is going to get his help. When Philip insists he will not help she decides to blackmail him..These two fight and bicker all the time, they get married accidentally she causes all these mishaps and chaos..I wont tell you more so you can grab a copy and Enjoy! I liked Philip, Alice drove me crazy some time but the book was enjoyable.. Rcvd an ARC at no cost to author. (netgalley) Voluntarily reviewed with my own thoughts and opinions.
FizzaYounis 3 months ago
This is such a fun read. I quite enjoyed Lady Alice's character. Her tendency to leap before thinking made this story very entertaining. She is definitely an infuriating woman. On this, I agree with Phillip. Poor highlander doesn't stand a chance. ;) Alice is being forced to marry someone who scares her. She strongly suspect that the rumors about her future husband are not simply rumors. Unfortunately, her parents disagree and refuse to listen to her complaints. In the end, she decided to take matters into her own hands. It was her life after all, and she is determined to have a long and happy one. That's when she decides to balckmail the highlander... Phillip can't believe that his simple mission turned into a disaster. It is all thanks to one English lady who refuses to take no for an answer. He will put up with her for now but he plans to send her home as soon as he can find a way. Little did he know how difficult of a task that would turn out to be... I loved both the main characters. Story is very interesting and well-written. It is definitely one the best books I have read. I do enjoy a good historical fiction.
Linda__ 3 months ago
Loved this story! Alice is a pampered lady whose parents have arranged her engagement to an elderly and wealthy man who's had three wives predecease him in just a few years. As she is terrified that should she wed him he will cause her death, she finds her salvation in Philip, a highlander and best friend to her best friend's husband. She blackmail's him into taking her to Scotland. Philip is a man of his word, and therefore chooses the words he uses very precisely......a fact that Alice learns a bit too late. This is an entertaining tale that I thoroughly enjoyed. I loved the characters and their non traditional love story set in a harsh environment that left few, if any, options for women to determine their own fate. Fans of the genre will love this book, and, if you're not a fan of the genre, this novel might just change your mind. The author is on my must read authors' list.
CathyGeha 3 months ago
How to Blackmail a Highlander by Michelle McLean The MacGregor Lairds #3 Miss Alice Cheevers is engaged to an old man and she is not happy about it. She is an obedient daughter who understands the value of marrying for wealth and social long is not her that has to do so. And, the idea that the old guy she is to marry has already buried more than one young bride has her nervous...nervous enough to blackmail the young Scotsman who arrives bearing a letter from her best friend Elizabet. Philip MacGregor has no intention of taking Alice along with him on his return to Scotland but before he knows it there she is and along she comes. How she manages to do so, their interactions on the way and after they arrive are the rest of the story AND how they find their HEA was interesting to read. I did find Alice impetuous, spoiled, headstrong and not always aware of the danger she set herself up for and I found Philip to be hardheaded and a bit dense at times when he looked at his own emotions and feelings. This was a light fun easy read that was somewhat predictable but also thoroughly enjoyable...if not very deep. Thank you to NetGalley and Entangled Publishing for the ARC – This is my honest review. 3-4 Stars