My One True Highlander: A No Ordinary Hero Novel

My One True Highlander: A No Ordinary Hero Novel

by Suzanne Enoch

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Scotland, 1812—Rugged Highlander Graeme’s loyalty to his clan means that their enemies are his own—even when that includes his neighbor, the Duke of Lattimer. It’s a fight he doesn’t relish, but when Graeme’s reckless younger brothers foolishly kidnap Lattimer’s younger sister, all bets are off…

Lady Marjorie Forrester may be aligned with the enemy, but capturing her puts Graeme squarely in the middle of a war. If he turns Marjorie over to his clan chief, she could be killed. If he lets her go, his brothers could face prison. In addition, the woman can’t stop trying to civilize the lot of them! What’s a Highlander to do, then, but keep the stubborn lass close…and explore the unexpected passion that develops between them? But how can Graeme protect Marjorie and his brothers when both Lattimer and his own clan are on the warpath—and will do whatever it takes to tear these two star-crossed lovers apart, in My One True Highlander, the next No Ordinary Hero Scottish romance from New York Times bestselling author Suzanne Enoch.

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ISBN-13: 9781250095442
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 04/04/2017
Series: No Ordinary Hero , #2
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 43,539
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Suzanne Enoch grew up in Southern California, where she still balances her love for the Regency romances of Georgette Heyer and classic romantic comedies with her obsession for anything Star Wars. Given her love of food and comfy chairs, she may in fact be a Hobbit. She has written more than 35 romance novels, including traditional Regencies, Historical Romance, and contemporary Romantic Suspense. When she isn't working on her next book she is trying to learn to cook, and wishes she had an English accent.
Suzanne Enoch grew up in Southern California, where she still balances her love for the Regency romances of Georgette Heyer and classic romantic comedies with her obsession for anything Star Wars. Given her love of food and comfy chairs, she may in fact be a Hobbit. She has written more than 35 romance novels, including traditional Regencies, Historical Romance, and contemporary Romantic Suspense. When she isn't working on her next book she is trying to learn to cook, and wishes she had an English accent. She is the bestselling author of The Scandalous Brides series, The Scandalous Highlanders series, and One Hot Scot.

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My One True Highlander

By Suzanne Enoch

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2017 Suzanne Enoch
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ISBN: 978-1-250-09544-2


Graeme, Viscount Maxton, stripped off his heavy work gloves as he strode up the hill toward the house. "Calm yerself, Connell," he urged, "before ye split the seat of yer trousers."

His youngest brother continued circling and leaping about like a pine marten after a mouse. "But it's the Maxwell!" the eight-year-old exclaimed, grabbing one of Graeme's hands to pull him along. "Ye said after last year he'd nae darken our doorway again, but there he is, himself! The Duke of Dunncraigh! And two grand coaches!"

Two coaches? That didn't bode well. Eight, nine men plus the coach drivers, all of them following after the dinner scraps of the chief of clan Maxwell. "Where are yer brothers?" Graeme asked, sending a glance across the field. Old Dunham Moore stood hip-deep in the irrigation ditch digging out an old tree limb, but other than that the field and green slopes beyond stood empty. Even the crows had flown elsewhere to search for a meal.

"Brendan says he's making a fishing lure," the eight-year-old offered, "but I ken he's writing a love poem to Isobel Allen or Keavy Fox because he locked his door."

Locked in a bedchamber was good, whatever the actual reason for it. "And Dùghlas?"

"He's the one who sent me oot to find ye, Graeme. I heard the Maxwell say he was growing into a fine young lad."

Graeme tightened his grip on Connell's hand, drawing him to a halt. "I ken ye're excited, duckling, but I need ye to go help old Dunham in the ditch right now. And I need ye to stay there until I or one of the lads come and fetch ye."

The boy's light gray eyes narrowed, then widened. Swallowing, he swiped his too long brown hair from his face. "I can go fetch Uncle Raibeart," he offered, his young voice quavering a little. "I'm nae tired at all."

The offer tempted Graeme. If it had been one of the older boys, he might have agreed to it. But under no circumstances did he mean to send Connell running two miles across the countryside while the Duke of Dunncraigh's brutes wandered about. "I dunnae think we'll need Raibeart," he returned, "but I do need ye close enough to hear trouble and far enough to stay oot of it. One of us has to be ready to run fer help."

Connell nodded, swallowing again. "I'll be ready."

Smacking the boy on the arse to speed him on his way, Graeme topped the hill. He knew by heart every inch of this land, of the white and gray walls of Garaidh nan Leòmhann, but the two heavy coaches and accompanying quartet of saddled mounts crowded on the front drive were new. His groom, Johnny, was nowhere in sight to collect or even water the animals, which hopefully meant the stay would be brief.

As he reached the front door it remained closed; either Cowen was occupied elsewhere, or the butler was in hiding. Graeme lowered the handle and shoved the heavy, stubborn oak open with his shoulder.

"So ye decided to make an appearance after all," a low voice drawled from the morning room doorway. "I dunnae ken if that makes ye brave, or stupid."

"A bit of both, I reckon. I see ye still dress English," Graeme returned, debating whether to push past the Maxwell's nephew or wait for an invitation. "Good fer ye, Artur. I thought after the duke's dealings with Lattimer, he might have ordered ye to stop wearing Sassenach clothes."

Artur Maxwell squared his shoulders. "That's fairly bold talk, Maxton. I dare ye to repeat it in there." Shifting out of the way, he indicated the depths of the morning room.

Keeping his own expression neutral and his work gloves clenched in his left hand, Graeme walked into the room. "Yer Grace," he said, inclining his head.

As the Duke of Dunncraigh turned from gazing out the front window, Graeme took a swift measure of everyone else in the room. His younger brother Dùghlas sent him a relieved look, which told him the fourteen-year-old at least had the sense to know that the Maxwell's visit here rarely boded anything but trouble.

He knew all but one of the other men crowded into the small room. Five of the Maxwell's bruisers, all related to the duke in one way or another and ready to bloody, shoot, or set fire to anything their master looked at sideways. The other one had the same look about him, and Graeme shifted his attention back to the duke and the stiff-spined other man who stood close by the Maxwell — no doubt ready to wipe Dunncraigh's arse if asked to do so.

"Ye took yer time getting here," the duke stated, his green eyes flat and emotionless beneath a shock of white hair.

"I was moving a plow and the handle cracked," Graeme returned, stepping over to tousle his younger brother's brown mop of hair and shove the lad toward the door. "Ye owe me some arithmetic, as I recall," he said for good measure. Once his brothers were out of immediate danger, he would deal with what seemed to be a hostile visit — another hostile visit — from his clan chief.

"Ye're plowing yer own fields now, are ye, Maxton?" the Maxwell's arse-wiper drawled. "Do ye milk the cows and cut the peat yerself, as well?"

Graeme kept his gaze on the steely-eyed duke. "I reckon ye brought Sir Hamish with ye as yer jester, but as we both ken we arenae friends, I'd prefer if ye'd forgo the theatrics and tell me what's brought ye oot here."

Sir Hamish Paulk's heavy face folded into a scowl. "That's bold talk fer a chieftain who cannae pay his own tithing, ye damned —"

"Considering ye just lost the tithes and loyalty of all the tenants of the Duke of Lattimer's ten thousand acres, I suggest ye nae go aboot insulting yer remaining clansmen, Yer Grace," Graeme cut in. "Or allowing yer other chieftains to do so."

"Sir Hamish doesnae have my patience," Dunncraigh returned. "I find myself more curious over what else ye think ye ken aboot the goings-on at Lattimer. I'd have thought ye had enough of yer own worries, what with three younger brothers and a large patch of poorly protected land of yer own." The Maxwell moved closer. "I reckon it's helpful that ye do know an English duke has taken our ancestral land and turned a good handful of our own against us."

That wasn't all Graeme had heard, but repeating rumors about the Maxwell failing to purchase Lattimer and then resorting to sabotage and threats in an attempt to turn the tenants against their lord — which efforts hadn't turned out at all well for Dunncraigh — seemed a very poor idea at the moment. "And why is that?" he settled for asking.

"Because I'm feeling a particular dislike for Gabriel Forrester, the damned Duke of Lattimer, and I'm inclined to feel a particular generosity toward any of my clan who might ... discover anything useful against him. Or who might cause Lattimer a measure of consternation. Do ye ken what I'm saying, Graeme?"

"Aye. And I've nae liking fer any Sassenach. But I reckon I'm content to keep to my own affairs."

The duke nodded. "Yer land borders his, so I ken ye wish to be neighborly. All I'm saying is that if ye should happen to have or overhear any dealings with Lattimer that someone might be able to turn against him, and if ye tell me of them, ye might find yer herds have increased and that any tithes ye might owe have been forgotten. If someaught unfortunate befell the duke himself, well, I'd nae mourn his loss."

He clapped Graeme on the shoulder. Making a supreme effort not to level his clan chief with a punch to the jaw, Graeme took a moment to wonder if anyone serving clan Maxwell under Dunncraigh's leadership actually liked the man. For him, even beneath the dizzying barrage of faux fatherly advice and barely veiled threats, the duke was to be tolerated, placated when possible, and obeyed when necessary — and otherwise ignored.

Dunncraigh and his sycophants stomped back out to their coaches and mounts, and he followed them outside to make certain no one lingered. One of the luckier things about owning a rundown manor and a property of a mere thousand acres was that the likes of a duke, especially one who happened to be the head of clan Maxwell, had no wish to remain under his roof for long.

"Ye'd best do as he asks, Maxton," Sir Hamish said, watching as the duke settled into the lead coach.

"So ye're giving me helpful advice now, are ye, Paulk? I reckon I'll give that all the consideration it deserves."

"If ye sell off any more land ye'll barely qualify as gentry, Maxton. So take the advice given ye and smile while ye hear it. With but two hundred cotters ye're already underqualified to be a clan chieftain. Make yerself useful, earn yerself some blunt and some gratitude, or he may decide ye're of nae use at all."

"Do ye recommend I follow yer strategy? Stay so close to Dunncraigh's arse that he thinks ye a pimple?"

"Go to the devil, ye useless sack of shite. Ye're the same as yer father and yer grandfather, stubborn fools. There are consequences fer failing yer betters. With yer brothers to look after, ye'd best remember th —"

"Hamish," the duke called. "I've nae wish to remain here till Christmas."

The other Maxwell chieftain present held Graeme's gaze, clearly meaning to intimidate. Not bloody likely. Graeme tilted his head, then took a quick half step forward. When Paulk flinched back, he curved his mouth in a smile he didn't feel. "It'll take more than yer beady eyes glaring at me to give me a fright," he murmured. "Now run off, dog. Yer master's calling ye."

"He's yer master, too. Ye'd best realize that before he decides the wee bit ye contribute isnae worth the aggravation ye cause." With that, Sir Hamish turned on his heel and stepped up into the coach.

Graeme stood on his drive of crushed oyster shells and gravel to watch the coaches and riders rumble down the hill and vanish into the scattering of trees and boulders beyond. Once he was certain they were well away, he turned back to the house — to find Dùghlas and Brendan standing in the open doorway, both of them holding rifles. Cowen stood just inside the foyer, armed with an old claymore the butler had likely pulled off the wall in the drawing room.

"Do ye mean to murder yer own clan chief then, lads?" he asked, proud that they'd had the presence of mind to arm themselves, and alarmed at what would have happened if a battle had erupted in his morning room.

"They threatened ye, Graeme," Dùghlas said, blowing out his breath as he lowered the weapon to point at the floor. "I nearly pissed myself when Cowen showed 'em into the hoose."

"Why would the Maxwell think ye'd want anything at all to do with the Sassenach Lattimer?" Brendan took up. "Mayhap we should go shoot the grand Gabriel Forrester so Dunncraigh will leave us be." He hefted his rifle.

Eyeing the sixteen-year-old, Graeme frowned. "I'll agree we could use both the money and gratitude that being Dunncraigh's lapdog would give us, but the Duke of Lattimer's nae done a damned thing to me. So ye mark me well, Brendan; nae a soul here is to harm Lattimer or those under his protection. Do both of ye brutes ken what I'm telling ye?" "Aye."

"Aye, Graeme."

"Good. Dùghlas, go fetch Connell. He's doon by the ditch with Dunham past the south field."

Handing his rifle over to Cowen, Dùghlas trotted across the drive toward the near field. Brendan, though, stepped forward and spat onto the gravel. "After losing a thousand Maxwells to that Sassenach, Dunncraigh should be more grateful to ye and yers. Ye should have told him that, Graeme."

"I'll agree that a Maxton has been a clan Maxwell chieftain fer better than two hundred years, if ye'll agree that our da and I've nae spent much of that time bowing to Dunncraigh. I reckon we'd fare better if I bowed more, but I'm nae murdering anyone in exchange fer a pat on the head."

The brother nearest him in age continued to look angry and defiant, as offended and righteous as any well-protected and stubborn sixteen-year-old could be. Graeme put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. The lads had been much easier to manage when they were bairns, and the eleven years that separated him from Brendan had seemed much wider. Just a few years ago he could tell them the way things were and they didn't question a damned word of it.

"Tempers are boiling now," he continued, "what with Lattimer getting his gamekeeper to swear that he was taking blunt from Dunncraigh in exchange fer causing trouble. The Maxwell's embarrassed, I reckon. And he wants blood. But winter's nearly here, and everything'll quiet doon. By spring we'll be talking aboot calves and lambs and all this will be forgotten. So be patient. Dunncraigh willnae be sending us posies, but he'll likely go back to ignoring us again — which is damned fine enough fer me."

Finally Brendan nodded, his fingers easing their grip on the old rifle. "I ken, Graeme. Ye want us to stay quiet, like wee church mice, even though we havenae done a damned thing wrong."

Graeme knew some who could debate the last part of that statement, but now wasn't the time for that discussion. "Aye. And now ye can come help me fix that plow and drag it back to Widow Peele's before the snow and wet rot the rest of it."

"Dunnae we have men to do that?" Brendan returned, abruptly sounding like a young lad again.

"Aye, we do. And today their names are Graeme and Brendan."

When Connell trotted back up with Dùghlas, the eight-year-old needed more reassurance that they weren't about to be murdered. The animosity between the Maxtons and Dunncraigh had begun well before he'd inherited his father's role as chieftain, but he could take steps to mend the break if he felt so inclined. His brothers shouldn't have to be frightened of their own kin and clan. Causing trouble for a neighbor, though, English or not, didn't sit well. Lattimer had brought some changes to the Highlands, but none of them had harmed him or his. If not for Dunncraigh's public condemnation of the man, Graeme would have been tempted to go make his acquaintance. They were neighbors, after all, even if their homes lay six hours' distant from each other.

Once he'd sent the younger lads back into the house and Brendan on his way to the field, Graeme gestured at Cowen. "Send fer Boisil Fox and his brothers," he muttered, moving closer to the butler. "I want an extra watch on the hoose tonight."

The butler nodded, his gaze moving toward the treeline. "Ye reckon we're in fer it, Laird Maxton?"

"Nae. I dunnae want Brendan sneaking off to go shoot the Duke of Lattimer."

The older man's expression eased. "Yer bràthair's a good lad, if a mite hotheaded."

"He's a mite hotheaded the way the Highlands are a bit nippy in January. We'll be back by sunset."

"I'll keep an eye oot until then, m'laird."

Hopefully keeping his brothers close by until their tempers cooled would see them past the worst of this. The Maxwell's rare visits had never yet boded well for the Maxtons, and this time was no damned exception. As Graeme made his way back through a deepening drizzle to the widow's old plow, he spared a moment to wish that he could stop being civil to a man he disliked on principle, and stop worrying over three younger brothers, a half-dozen servants, and roughly two hundred cotters currently residing on his land.

With that kind of freedom, the only question would be who he went after first — Lattimer, for simply being there and being English; or Dunncraigh for fifty years of bitter vitriole. But that was also a question for a man who lived a different life — and one with far less responsibility than he had.

* * *

Lady Marjorie Forrester took the coachman's outstretched hand as she stepped down to the muddy ground. She'd worn her most practical walking shoes, but they immediately disappeared beneath thick, sticky brown halfway up her toes.

"For heaven's sake," Mrs. Giswell exclaimed from the coach doorway, "someone — you, sir! — move those planks over here before we drown in the mud!"

"I'm nearly to the inn, now," Marjorie returned, nevertheless favoring the large bearded man with a smile as he slogged over with an armful of planks and began laying them between the vehicle and the coaching inn. "Thank you for your assistance, sir."

"With that woman screeching at me, I was scared she'd put a curse on me if I didnae do as she said," he returned in a thick, drawling brogue, grinning back at her.

Once the planks covered the mud, Mrs. Giswell stepped down gingerly to follow Marjorie. "A lady does not screech, sir," she stated in her coolest tones. "A lady merely speaks up when an expected and needed chivalry is not offered."

"Och, a chivalry," the large man took up, tugging on his thick brown beard. "Ye hear that, lads? I'm a bloody knight!"

The half-dozen men scattered about the small courtyard laughed. "Aye! Sir Robert the Blacksmith, ye are," one of them called out.

"Aye, and the lot of ye bow when ye see me from now on."

The conversation amused her, and Marjorie smiled, starting a little when Mrs. Giswell put a hand on her arm. "A lady is not amused by brutes and their foul language," she said. "Now let's get you inside before you catch your death, my lady."


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My One True Highlander: A No Ordinary Hero Novel 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 22 reviews.
BuckeyeAngel More than 1 year ago
Rugged highlander Graeme has one thing on his mind—take a stand against the horrible Englishman Lattimer and he will be rewarded with enough money to be set for life. But when his reckless younger brothers take it one step too far and kidnaps a young woman on her way to see Lattimer, Graeme has to intervene. Unfortunately, trying to protect his brother keeps leading to more and more trouble. This was a very cute story. There were times when I wanted to yell at Graeme for his assumptions about Marjorie, but I felt a little silly when I was yelling at my tablet and it didn’t change his misconceptions:) The side characters were so engrained into the story that they were just as interesting to follow. I can’t wait to read another book by Suzanne Enoch! I really loved it and highly recommend it. **I voluntarily read and reviewed this book
Hfowler More than 1 year ago
Graeme is a neighbor to the Duke of Lattimer and when the Duke of Duncraige comes to him and tells him he needs to eliminate the threat of Lattimer he refuses to do anything. However, his younger brothers decide that something needs to be done and when they stumble upon Lattimer's sister in a near by village they take matters into their own hands and kidnap her. Graeme has no idea what to do with her and he is furious with his brothers because they do not understand the situation they have put him into. Marjorie only wishes to surprise her brother and be there for his wedding.  She never expects to be kidnaped or that the man who holds her fate in his hands to be a handsome highlander bent on protecting his three brothers and his people for the Duke of Duncraige. The plot concept was good, but not as great as Hero in the Highlands. The characters are strong and entertaining but they don’t stand out like Gabriel and Fiona. The conflict is similar in this one as in book one. I did enjoyed it and I liked their story. It was an easy read and not dull. The back and forth between the two main characters were fun to watch but I definitely think Gabriel and Fiona were better overall.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love the characters
Historical_Romance_Lover More than 1 year ago
LOVED this story!! Between the bantering that Graeme and Marjorie engaged in to the antics of Graeme's brothers, I was highly entertained from beginning to end! I loved that Marjorie was not your typical Englishwoman out of her element in the Highlands of Scotland. Having not grown up with money, she was not the pampered miss that Graeme was expecting when he learned her identity. Graeme was also not your typical lord since there was not enough money in the coffers for him to do anything but to help out with the estate work himself. This is definitely a story that you need to pick up and read!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Suzanne Enoch has delivered again!
sportochick More than 1 year ago
What can I say; this is an amusing full of heat captivating read much like book one to this series. Author Suzanne Enoch really knows how to write a book that knocks ones socks off. In this second book to the No Ordinary Hero series I feel in love with both the hero, Graeme and the heroine, Marjorie as well as Connell, Graeme's youngest brother. Graeme is just a messy character but of course this is to be understood since he is a laird and raising his three wild brothers. The reader will thoroughly enjoy his interactions with his brothers and their shenanigans. Marjorie warms my heart with her trying so hard to be accepted in proper society and it is heart wrenching to read through the pages of what happens to her and her reactions. Despite everything she is not a woman to give up thus she gives Graeme a mighty battle. I love when a man falls like a tree for a feisty woman. The reader will enjoy reading the interaction between these two. The brothers who would be considered secondary characters are in my opinion right up there with Graeme and Marjorie for interest and had me laughing many times as well as feeling pain for what they were going through since their parents' death. Because this deals with real life situations and finding love one deserves I give it 5 STARS
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
4 stars
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Thanks so much for a few hours of complete enjoyment. Loved all the primary and secondary characters.
nelriv More than 1 year ago
Received an ARC for my fair review for netgalley. I love her books, and I thoroughly enjoyed this one also. Marjorie has just been made a "lady" because one of her relatives past away giving the dukeship to her brother Gabriel, a soldier. She thinks that is what she wants, and hires a companion to help her, but she gets snubbed constantly and is not happy. She decides to go to Scotland for her brothers wedding. She ends up getting kidnapped by Graems brothers, who want to help him with the Maxwell and they hope this will make them accepted. Graem can not believe his brothers did this, he understands that they just wanted to help, but they actually brought more problems to his door. Graem meet Marjorie, and advises her he can not let her go, that he was going to marry her, which ofcourse she objects to. Their banter was funny, ofcourse as they spend time together, they fall in love, and she finds herself accepted, and at home with his family and clan.
BookReview4you More than 1 year ago
Review For : My One True Highlander 'My One True Highlander' by Suzanne Enoch is book Two in the "No Ordinary Hero" series. This is the story of Graeme and Marjorie. Marjorieis Gabriel the Duke of Lattimer's younger sister. Lattimer we meet in the first book "Hero in the Highlands". Marjorieis on her way to visit and attend her brother's marriage when she is stopped by Graeme younger brother and is kidnapped. Marjoriehas been a lady's companion and then after her brother inherited the Title and money she become a lady of the town. But neither has suited her and loneliness has seem to take over. But now she is in the hands of Graeme who not sure at first what to do with his brother's actions. Graeme is having to deal with his other siblings too, the people he overseas...he is stuck. But time won't matter when her brother comes looking for her or Clan Dunncraigh comes for her. Dunncraigh want to use her it seems as a weapon against Lattimer. Graeme starting to think marrying her might be the answer...but will Marjorie agree?"My honest review is for a special copy I voluntarily read."
BookReview4you More than 1 year ago
Review For : My One True Highlander 'My One True Highlander' by Suzanne Enoch is book Two in the "No Ordinary Hero" series. This is the story of Graeme and Marjorie. Marjorieis Gabriel the Duke of Lattimer's younger sister. Lattimer we meet in the first book "Hero in the Highlands". Marjorieis on her way to visit and attend her brother's marriage when she is stopped by Graeme younger brother and is kidnapped. Marjoriehas been a lady's companion and then after her brother inherited the Title and money she become a lady of the town. But neither has suited her and loneliness has seem to take over. But now she is in the hands of Graeme who not sure at first what to do with his brother's actions. Graeme is having to deal with his other siblings too, the people he overseas...he is stuck. But time won't matter when her brother comes looking for her or Clan Dunncraigh comes for her. Dunncraigh want to use her it seems as a weapon against Lattimer. Graeme starting to think marrying her might be the answer...but will Marjorie agree?"My honest review is for a special copy I voluntarily read."
momof3boysj More than 1 year ago
After being dismissed by the Ton, Lady Marjorie decides to visit her brother, the new Duke of Lattimer, in Scotland. Unfortunately, she's kidnapped en route. by the brothers of a laird who think she'll be a bargaining chip to help their clan. Graeme, a poor viscount, knows he could use her or force her into marriage, but he won't; regardless, he must keep her safe. Their time together changes from her imprisonment to a "governess" for his brother as their desire for each other grows. Kidnapped a second time, Graeme saves her. She'll only marry for love and he's never had time for love--will each give in a little before it's too late? Fantastic story set in the wilds of the Highlands. I highly recommend. **I received a copy of the story on NetGalley**
Splashesintobooks1 More than 1 year ago
This is a historical highland escapade with clan disputes, daring younger brothers and danger as well as romance. Following her brother unexpectedly becoming the Duke of Lattimer, Lady Marjorie Forrester is still coming to terms with her new station in life and members of the ton seem reluctant to accept her newly elevated status. Her brother has moved to his new estate in the Highlands and, when Marjorie learns that he is planning to marry, she decides to surprise him by leaving London to visit him and meet his betrothed. She sets out with her companion, Mrs Giswell, and a couple of drivers Unfortunately she was unaware of the clan wars in the area and is kidnapped en route. Her captors turn out to be the younger brothers of the laird of the area and their antics leave him with a serious dilemma. Should he send her on to her brother who owns the neighbouring land or to his Chieftain who is in dispute with her brother. He knows that his brothers will be in trouble if her brother learns of their actions but that he will be in danger if his Chieftain learns he had her captive and didn’t hand her over to him - he doesn’t want to get stuck in the middle of the clan feud. He’s stuck between a rock and a hard place - even more so when he’s attracted to this feisty lass! The story has great characters, from the so practical yet ingenious Marjorie, to her companion, the very proper ’determined to be seen to follow the rules’ Mrs Giswell, and onto the hardworking Graeme and his brothers. There’s intrigue, confrontation, mischief, danger and the beautiful Highland setting in this delightful novel which is a lovely story to escape into for anyone who enjoys their Regency romantic suspense with a distinctly Scottish flavour. I requested and received a copy of this story via NetGalley and this is my honest review after reading it.
CathyGeha More than 1 year ago
My One True Highlander by Suzanne Enoch No Ordinary Hero #2 Highland abduction has never been so much fun! When Lady Marjorie Forrester is kidnapped by three brothers and taken home as booty for their older brother Graeme to negotiate with all of their lives will be changed forever…and for the better. The steps to the dance of romance Graeme and Marjorie are caught up in are a delight to read. There are villains to thwart, animals to save, a few romances in the air and a reuniting of Marjorie with her brother. Graeme doesn’t refer to Marjorie as a lioness without reason and the two of them together are formidable in more than one way. I smiled and cared and enjoyed and really was not ready for the story to end! Thank you to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for the ARC – This is my honest review. 5 Stars
astroyic More than 1 year ago
This was an absolute treasure to read. Suzanne Enoch swept me away to another time and place with her detailed descriptive narrative and before I knew it, the words faded away and I was absorbed in it. Extremely well written and crafted, a great story with a really good build and pace. Lovable, complex characters that made this story, so entertaining, laugh out loud, funny, and who struggled against their underlying sizzling attraction for one another with constant bickering. But what makes a romance story great for me is that I could watch them fall for each other, feel their protectiveness for one another and even more so feel the anticipation, the want, the desire that they feel for one another. I loved every word! What a gem! Highly Recommended! I voluntarily requested an ARC through the publisher via NetGalley and wrote an honest review.
TammyS32 More than 1 year ago
This is the second book in the A No Ordinary Hero Novels and I really liked it. The story is fast paced with plenty of drama and suspense and the characters are fun and entertaining. The chemistry between Marjorie and Graeme is steamy. An enjoyable historical read.
Lokithor More than 1 year ago
My One True Highlander It is such a satisfying experience to read a good book. The kind of book you finish, but continue to think about. I adore Ms. Enoch's style of writing and have read many of her novels. My One True Highlander is another book going into my collection. Lady Marjorie, the heroine, was unique and thoroughly enjoyable to get to know. She was intelligent, courageous and, loving. I also liked how Ms. Enoch did not go into great detail describing what Lady Marjorie was wearing. I do enjoy that style of writing. However, it was refreshing to read about a heroine recognized for her cleverness. Our hero, Graeme, was also exceptional in the way he treated his younger brothers with both patience, and sense of humor. Much to his credit, Graeme made the safety of his young brothers his first priority. He provided a loving environment for his family, one in which the boys were able to grow and flourish. I found it precious the way Graeme allowed his youngest brother to foster orphaned animals. What a touching addition to an already well-written story. Ms. Enoch did a wonderful job writing snappy dialogue, developing all the characters and their relationships with each other, providing a solid story with a nice pace. My One True Highlander has it all, adventure, gentleness, humor, steamy love scenes, and of course, a happy ending. Thank you for allowing me to read and review this novel, I enjoyed it thoroughly.
CelticDragonBookReviews More than 1 year ago
Lady Marjorie is a social outcast in London. When she finds out her brother is about to be married, she sets out to attend the wedding, whether it's advisable or not. Lo and behold she is kidnapped by a band of ruffians and little does she realize the oldest is all of 16. But they honestly think they're helping their older brother. Graeme is desperately trying to hold on to his lands that has been in his family for generations when his brother kidnap his neighbors sister. And.... he cannot send Lady Marjorie back without his kin getting in trouble. What's a Highlander to do? Suzanne Enoch is one of my favorite authors and she did not disappoint with MY ONE TRUE HIGHLANDER. It has a good storyline and great character interaction, especially between Graeme and his brothers. The romance was a little too fast paced, it seemed they went from 0 to 60 in no time at all. But other than that it was a great read. I received a special copy for my honest opinion.
PegGlover More than 1 year ago
My One True Highlander is a perfectly paced, humorous, and highly entertaining historical fiction romance. I loved it! Marjorie Forrester was stunned by her sudden status and wealth. Her brother, unexpectedly, became the new Duke of Lattimer, and she a Lady. Marjorie’s brother generously gave her a lavish home in London to enjoy. The transition, however, was proving to be a difficult one. Lady Marjorie hired a companion to help her become accepted by London’s polite society; something she has always wanted. Marjorie was tired of listening to her companion’s lectures on how improper and unsafe it was, to show up at the Duke of Latimer’s castle, unannounced. Lady Marjorie was aware that her companion was only concerned for her welfare, but what kind of surprise would it be, if her brother knew when to expect her? Lady Marjorie was furious when she found herself kidnapped in Scotland and shackled to a bedpost. How dare the despicable Scottish barbarian lock her up without so much as an explanation. Oh, how she wished she would have listened to her companion. However, the longer Lady Marjorie stayed in Graeme Maxton’s home, the more she realized how lucky she had been. There was a war going on between clans and not only was she right smack in the middle of it; she was also the prized pawn. Lady Marjorie shuddered to think of what could have happened if the opposing clan had been the one to kidnap her. I enjoyed this laugh-out-loud historical fiction novel immensely. It’s superbly written with witty dialogue, likable characters, and a captivating plot. I especially loved the hysterical banter between Laird Graeme Maxton and Lady Marjorie Forrester! Thank you, St. Martin’s Press and NetGalley, for my advanced review copy.
def618 More than 1 year ago
This is the second book in Suzanne Enoch’s No Ordinary Hero series and I enjoyed it more than the first. It is a wonderful story with lots of humor and romance. The heroine, Marjorie Forrester, is tired of London. When her soldier brother, Gabriel, inherits a dukedom and moves to Scotland he leaves her the mansion in London. But the “ton” doesn’t accept a former companion as a lady and she is lonely. Upon hearing Gabriel is to be wed, she and her companion, Hortensia, head for Scotland. While stopping at an inn near her brother’s property she is kidnapped. Laird Graeme Maxton is raising his 3 younger brothers without much money. They decide to help him by kidnapping Lady Marjorie. The older 2 boys think their clan chief, who hates her brother, will pay well for her. Graeme decides to keep her until he can figure out how to return her without his brothers getting in more trouble. And then the fun starts. Hortensia may also find romance in the Highlands. I especially love 8 year old Connell who rescues orphaned animals. He’ll steal your heart and I hope he gets a HEA when he’s grown. This book is a keeper that I’ll re-read. Honestly, who wouldn’t love a gorgeous man in a kilt caring for his younger brothers? Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for allowing me this ARC.
stanhope3234 More than 1 year ago
Gabriel Forrester has been taking care of his sister Marjorie "Ree" since he was 17 years old. Going into the army to support them, he sent her to the best schools he could afford. Never seeing much of him Marjorie made the most of her life as a paid companion and set her dreams of being accepted by the ton behind her. Then one day Gabriel came with news of him being made the Duke of Lattimer of the clan Maxwell and everything changed. With her dreams know in front of her she has everything she's ever wanted but not excepted. Lady Marjorie received news that Gabriel is to wed. She's tired of missing out on his life and decides to surprise him and attend the wedding. Graeme Maxton's life changed the day his parents died and left him with three brothers to care for and his corner of the Maxwell clan to lead. With all the responsibilities he put his wants away and step in to the roll of parent and Laird. With the war between the Maxwell chieftain and Lattimer there is a price on anything that will take Lattimer down. Unknowingly Ree walks right into the middle of a building war. Thinking they are helping Graeme his brothers kidnap Ree for Graeme to turn over to their chieftain so he'll leave them be. Graeme now has to protect the willful and spirited Lady Marjorie and keep his brothers out of harm for their foolish act. Neither Graeme nor Ree are what the other thinks and can they find the life they never knew they wanted or will it be taken away before they admit what they want. **I loved everything about this book and it's multiple main characters.