Romancing the Scot

Romancing the Scot

by May McGoldrick

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Overview

In this stunning series starter by USA Today bestselling author May McGoldrick, meet the new generation of Penningtons...five brothers and sisters of passion and privilege. Enter their aristocratic world…where each will fight injustice and find love.

Hugh Pennington—Viscount Greysteil, Lord Justice of the Scottish Courts, hero of the Napoleonic wars—is a grieving widower with a death wish. When he receives an expected crate from the continent, he is shocked to find a nearly dead woman inside. Her identity is unknown, and the handful of American coins and the precious diamond sown into her dress only deepen the mystery.

Grace Ware is an enemy to the English crown. Her father, an Irish military commander of Napoleon’s defeated army. Her mother, an exiled Scottish Jacobite. When Grace took shelter in a warehouse, running from her father’s murderers through the harbor alleyways of Antwerp, she never anticipated bad luck to deposit her at the home of an aristocrat in the Scottish Borders. Baronsford is the last place she could expect to find safety, and Grace feigns a loss of memory to buy herself time while she recovers.

Hugh is taken by her beauty, passion, and courage to challenge his beliefs and open his mind. Grace finds in him a wounded man of honor, proud but compassionate. When their duel of wits quickly turns to passion and romance, Grace’s fears begin to dissolve…until danger follows her to the very doors of Baronsford. For, unknown to either of them, Grace has in her possession a secret that will wreak havoc within the British government. Friend and foe are indistinguishable as lethal forces converge to tear the two lovers apart or destroy them both.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781250166906
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 11/14/2017
Series: Pennington Regency Series , #1
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 300
Sales rank: 37,273
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Authors Nikoo and Jim McGoldrick (writing as May McGoldrick) weave emotionally satisfying tales of love and danger. Publishing under the names of May McGoldrick and Jan Coffey, these authors have written more than thirty novels and works of nonfiction for Penguin Random House, Mira, HarperCollins, Entangled, and Heinemann. Nikoo, an engineer, also conducts frequent workshops on writing and publishing and serves as a Resident Author. Jim holds a Ph.D. in Medieval and Renaissance literature and teaches English in northwestern Connecticut. They are the authors of Much ado about Highlanders, Taming the Highlander, and Tempest in the Highlands with SMP Swerve.
Authors Nikoo and Jim McGoldrick (writing as May McGoldrick) weave emotionally satisfying tales of love and danger. Publishing under the names of May McGoldrick and Jan Coffey, these authors have written more than thirty novels and works of nonfiction for Penguin Random House, Mira, HarperCollins, Entangled, and Heinemann. Nikoo, an engineer, also conducts frequent workshops on writing and publishing and serves as a Resident Author. Jim holds a Ph.D. in Medieval and Renaissance literature and teaches English in northwestern Connecticut. They are the authors of Much ado about Highlanders, Taming the Highlander, and Tempest in the Highlands with SMP Swerve.

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CHAPTER 1

Antwerp

May 1817

For the bird that struggles to fly, the Lord finds a low branch.

How many times had those words come back to Grace in her eight and twenty years of life? It had to be true. How else would she have been able to live without a mother or a permanent home, or siblings, or aunts or uncles or cousins? She'd never had any real family to call her own beyond this father who once stood tall and strong as an oak. And now even he was withering quickly before her eyes.

"Damn this blasted leg."

Grace paused from wrapping the wound and looked up at Daniel Ware. His blue Irish eyes were glazed with pain. Two years had passed since he'd been badly injured leading his regiment of dragoons against the English at Waterloo, where so many innocent lives had been wasted. He'd lived, as tens of thousands had not. But the colonel's leg had never been treated properly, and his wound had continued to fester. He'd fought it — and ignored it — for a long time, but on this journey back from America, infection had again begun to spread. The knee and the entire lower leg were now bloated and discolored.

"Where is our bloody carriage? We must continue on to Brussels. I have no desire to tarry here."

"The carriage is coming with the trunks from the ship," she assured him, motioning to the valet to give her father another dose of the laudanum.

"This is taking too bloody long." The colonel tried to stand, but sank back in the chair.

"Father, you must sit still and let me finish." Grace worked hurriedly to bind the leg.

Traveling through rough seas and frequent rain squalls, the journey from America had been grueling, to say the least. Their cabin — one of only twenty on the ship — offered far more comfort than steerage, where poorer travelers huddled together in the darkness and the damp. But her father had still suffered greatly. He'd only been able to leave their room once, carried in his chair by two manservants to the deck. Grace looked after him while he was awake, but whenever he slept, she'd escaped to the deck. There, even in bad weather, she found respite and occasional conversation with fellow travelers.

"This medicine is too weak," the colonel complained. "I need more."

Grace shook her head and gestured to the valet to put the bottle away.

"You know the laudanum requires several minutes to take effect. I've given you two teaspoons, and that's all you can take."

"I'll have it, by God!" he snapped.

"You won't," she replied. "Don't doubt me, Father. You must give it time to work."

Before preparing the concoction of opium and alcohol herself in Philadelphia, Grace had read every medical treatise she could get her hands on. She had the unique ability to recall every word she read; she could quote the dosages verbatim. She knew how strong the medicine was and how to use it. And she'd packed enough bottles in their trunks to last until they reached Brussels.

"Think of something else," she said more gently.

Grace knew he had plenty to occupy his mind, aside from his own health. Although Daniel Ware didn't speak of it, he was carrying a message from Joseph Bonaparte to his wife, Julie, in Brussels. Since the emperor had been imprisoned on St. Helena, his brother — the former king of Naples and Spain — had been living in America in the guise of the Count of Survilliers. Messages went back and forth all the time between those still loyal to the Bonaparte family.

He frowned fiercely at her. "So where's the blasted carriage?" She smiled back at him. "That's my courageous father."

The doctors in Philadelphia had offered no hope for recovery. They told her that his leg should have been amputated immediately after Waterloo. That was the only thing that could have saved his life. Tough and obstinate, the colonel wouldn't allow it then. And now they both knew it was too late.

They had half a day's carriage ride remaining to reach Brussels, and Grace knew it would be hell for him. She pulled the stocking up over the dressing. She touched her father's brow. His skin was clammy and hot to the touch, and his pulse was too quick. The fever had been growing worse for days. She'd questioned his decision to continue on immediately after arriving in port, but he'd been adamant. She feared for him trying to manage this final stage of the journey.

A fist tightened around her heart, but Grace stubbornly blinked back tears. She didn't want to lose him. She couldn't imagine her life without him. But she couldn't think about herself right now. She had to be strong for him.

An unsteady hand reached out and he touched a strand of her hair. "Even in these dingy rooms, your hair glows like gold," he said gently. "You've come to look so much like your mother."

It had been so many years since Janet Macpherson passed away. Grace had no memory of her. But in recent months, as the wound continued to slice away at her father's vitality, he talked of her more often.

"Have all our things been conveyed from the ship?" His words slurred as the laudanum started to take effect. She was glad of it. There was no point in him suffering needlessly.

"I've taken care of it."

"Of course," the colonel said. "You manage everything so well. What a fine officer you would have made."

Before they left, she had orchestrated every stage of the journey — from packing their six chests, to hiring the boatmen in Bordentown for the trip downriver to Philadelphia, to the arrangement of the cabin for the ship's passage.

"You have my directions?" he growled in a low voice. "Portugal code."

"You know me, Father. Your orders are locked in my memory."

Under the effects of the laudanum, his mind was again wandering back to his fighting days on the Peninsula. She was one of his subordinates, and he insisted on her knowing the orders.

Grace kissed his hand and nodded at the valet, who was waiting to help her father into his boots.

Above the din rising through the open windows outside, she heard the wheels of a carriage approach. She glanced at the two manservants standing ready to bring the colonel's chair down to the street.

Going to the window and looking out, she espied the vehicle she'd hired.

"Something's wrong."

Drat, she cursed silently. No luggage had been secured on top of the carriage. She peered down at the driver. It was definitely the same man with whom she'd arranged for their transport. She'd directed him to take charge of their chests as they were unloaded from the ship, but he hadn't brought them.

"Wait here. Don't bring him down yet," she said to the valet before touching her father's hand. "I'll be right back."

Grace stormed along the dark, winding hallway. This was unacceptable. She wanted to be on the road to Brussels now, while the laudanum made the trip easier for her father.

She descended the battered back staircase to the odorous, garbagefilled alley that ran along the side of the inn. As soon as she exited the building, a gang of street urchins left off their play-battle for a barricade of broken crates and ran to her.

"Hullo, boys," she said, taking a breath to calm her rising temper.

It didn't matter if she were in Antwerp or Naples or Madrid or Paris or Philadelphia; these ragged children of the streets existed everywhere. She pulled a handful of coins from her pocket and distributed them as she strode quickly toward the front of the inn.

The boys moved with her to the end of the alley like a swarm of bees, thanking her profusely. When she reached the carriage and looked inside, the driver climbed down from his perch and joined her.

"What happened to our trunks? I told you to bring them from the ship."

"But I was told they were to come in the other carriage."

"I hired no other carriage." Grace felt the blood pulsing in her temples. They didn't need this complication. Now they would need to return to the pier and locate their belongings. "Who told you such a thing?" "The other gentleman." The driver's face fell. "You mean he wasn't amongst your party, m'lady? He said he was traveling with you. He seemed to know you. His servants took the luggage."

"I gave you explicit directions. Instead of following them, you gave our trunks to a stranger."

"I'm so sorry, m'lady." He looked helplessly back toward the docks.

Grace quickly ran through her options. She'd send one of their manservants running ahead to the pier. Perhaps this "other gentleman" had realized by now that he made a mistake and had returned the trunks. She glanced up at the windows of the inn, knowing that was too much to hope for.

"Wait here," she ordered.

Grace went down the alley and took the back stairs. Her mind was racing as she hurried along the dim hallway. Turning the corner by their rooms, she slipped on something wet and nearly fell. She held on to the wall. Her father's valet lay motionless at her feet, his blood pooling around him.

Bile rose in her throat. Horror locked her knees. She stared, stunned and chilled, unable to fully comprehend what had happened.

From inside, she heard the muffled sound of men's voices. Fear for her father slid like a blade between her ribs and pierced her heart. Grace forced herself to step past the valet and looked in.

They'd been traveling under an assumed name, but trouble had been waiting for them here in Antwerp, after all.

Men were searching the room. Chairs were upended. One of the manservants lay sprawled across the table and the other had rolled against the wall. Directly ahead of her, she stared aghast at the body of her father slouched in his chair, his blue eyes staring lifelessly at her.

The room tilted and began to spin. She could not tear her eyes from the center of the maelstrom. He was dead. Her father was dead. They'd killed him. But it couldn't be. She'd spoken to him only moments ago, touched his hand, tended to his wounds. Denial battled with the truth. Anger roared in her head. A fierce and urgent desire to attack and slash at these villains rushed through her even as the peril struck home. She was powerless against these killers, and frustration fueled her fury.

A man's curt order cut into the moment. "Get her."

They'd spotted her. Grace turned and raced down the hall. Taking the stairs, she tripped at the bottom and tumbled out into the alley. They were coming after her, their tread heavy on the steps.

Instantly, the battling street urchins were beside her, pulling her up.

"Hide me," she cried out to the wide-eyed boys.

Without another word, they took her hands and began to run. They raced through a warren of alleys and boatyards, between gray stone buildings and rotting timber shanties. Grace was like a stolen trinket in the hands of experts. She could hear her pursuers behind them, shouting and cursing at the obstacles the boys were throwing up every chance they had.

The boys pulled at her, keeping her going as they bounded across rickety wooden bridges and into the shadows beneath low arches. Soon she began to tire. She felt the helplessness of a forest animal running pell-mell ahead of a raging fire. Still, they forged on, her young crew crying out to her, encouraging her. Stinking alleyways filled with refuse became passages to freedom, if only she could make herself run faster.

Smoke from cooking fires, derelict houses, and backs of shops crowding her on every side became a watery tapestry of blurred colors and shapes and smells. Somewhere in the edges of thought, Grace wondered how her pounding heart continued to function. A hot, jagged blade of loss had lodged itself in her chest. Tears coursed down her face. Tears for her father and for the other men who lay dead around him.

But she pressed on, struggling to keep up with her gallant helpers.

As they followed a crumbling wall along a narrow canal, the shouts behind them rang out louder. The killers were almost upon them.

"This way."

She hurried with them, up a set of slimy steps and into a sunless alley. They crossed a cobbled road and out onto a long pier lined with buildings. As the other boys ran on to draw off their pursuers, one pulled her into the low side doorway of a warehouse.

Grace looked around her. The place was filled with barrels and crates of all sizes. Planks were stacked along the walls, and a smoky fire burned at the far end of the barn-like structure. Just outside two large open doors, a loud and boisterous crowd of men stood and smoked. She could see a ship tied to the wharf beyond them.

The boy motioned to a large open crate on a cart. "Hide in here till they go."

He pulled aside a tarp to reveal a huge basket. Without hesitation, she climbed in and sat.

"I'll be back," he murmured, covering her and sliding the top of the crate into place.

"Thank you," she whispered in the dim light.

Her relief was short-lived. Running footsteps passed her hiding place. Calls and responses. Two men stopped beside her crate. The voices were muffled.

"Search everywhere," the leader said in English. "We can't let her get away."

Grace held her breath, praying the boy had escaped.

Other voices reached her. She hoped it was the workers coming back into the warehouse.

Almost immediately, the sounds of hammering and sawing began. Cart wheels rolled heavily across the stone floor. In the distance, a crash and curses. A shout came from somewhere above her, and another answered.

The cart jostled as someone climbed onto it.

Terrified that she was about to be discovered, Grace stifled her cry for help. The killers could still be nearby.

"Seal it up."

The concussion from the hammer nailing down the top of the crate stunned her for a moment. Then the reality of her situation seized her. The thought of dying in the hold of a ship at sea had to be a far worse fate than fighting for her life here in the open. Panicking, she struggled to push back the tarp.

"Wait. I'm here. Wait!"

CHAPTER 2

Baronsford

The Borders, Scotland

Five days later

"My property must be protected, Greysteil, and I employ my bailiff and gamekeeper to do that."

Hugh Pennington, Viscount Greysteil, Lord Justice of the Commissary Court in Edinburgh, stared in silence at the line of wooden toy blocks on his desk, trying to retain his composure. The burly, often overbearing Earl of Nithsdale wasn't making the task any easier.

Hugh rarely attempted to resolve legal disputes at his family estate of Baronsford, but today was an exception. He could not allow an obvious wrong to linger on for a fortnight before a lower court had a chance to review the case. The thought of letting an innocent man sit one day longer in the local jail was too much for him.

The Earl of Nithsdale, newly arrived from London, had come immediately to Baronsford in response to Hugh's invitation and then, seated across the desk, had filled the next ten minutes with all the fabrications his people had plied him with. Just as he would have done in court, Hugh listened dutifully.

In the walled gardens outside his study's tall casement windows, a sporadic rain was falling on the late spring flowers. At the end of the gardens, where the meadows fell away to the lake, a fog had settled in, partially obscuring the trees of the orchards and the deer park beyond.

"What message would I send, to my employees and to others, if I don't support them now?" Nithsdale asked.

Hugh turned his gaze on the earl. "It comes down to this. Because of the actions of your gamekeeper, you are responsible for a man being wrongfully imprisoned for eleven days."

"I ... I ... responsible?" the earl stammered.

"Mr. Darby was sleeping beneath a tree next to the road when your employees attacked and carried him off to the bailiff."

"I was told he was trespassing."

"He'd been denied a room in the inn of your own village."

"No one even mentioned that," the earl replied, his tone reflecting his surprise. "I was told that he was poaching."

"According to Darby, he'd eaten nothing but some cold bread he carried with him. There's no evidence of a poached bird or fish or deer."

"For most of the year, I am in London. You understand that I must support my gamekeeper's word over a vagrant."

"Darby is not a vagrant," Hugh said shortly. "He was only in the area because of an offer of a position by your own neighbor, Lennox. He carries in his pocket at this very moment a letter of employment."

"I know nothing of any letter." The earl's embarrassment showed in his reddened face.

"Darby showed the letter to the bailiff while your own gamekeeper was still in the room."

Nithsdale stood and walked to a window, and Hugh waited. The earl could sometimes be a pompous ass, but he wasn't a villain.

"That bloody gamekeeper has done this before," he said finally, returning to his chair. "Heavy-handed and rarely forthright when it comes to the details."

(Continues…)



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Romancing the Scot 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 32 reviews.
Anonymous 4 months ago
I am emotionally invested in the characters. I do, however wish the authors wouldnt put so much of the sexual relations in the stories. Granny
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Pennington family stories are believable and entertaining. High recommendation.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love, love, loved the book! The first in the Pennington siblings series. Grace is running for her life after she finds men rummaging through her rooms and her fathers lifeless body! She then is accidentally nailed into a crate and shipped off to Scotland in a ship. Hugh has been grieving his wife and son for 8 years and takes up dangerous hobbies, this time ballooning. When he and his sister open the crate they discover Graces lifeless body but she’s not dead. As Hugh, Jo, the servants and the Doctor try to save Graces, Hugh remembers House he could not save his family. As Grace recuperates she devises a plan to have amnesia since Hugh is the Lord Justice in the area. As they get to know each other she tries to figure out why they were attacked and her father killed. When she finally confesses all to Hugh she is almost abducted. A wonderful read watching these two fall in love and strive to have it all.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Enjoyed this and well recommended it to my friends.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great story. The characters were all wonderful and colorful. Hugh is every woman's dream man. Yum. Read it, it's worth it,
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I did like this book, it started out making you want to know who was after Grace and why? There were a few times I thought the story lagged but then it would pick up again. I don't really read series (I always find that the other books never are as good as the first) so I was glad that there were not that many family characters introduced in the book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I try to avoid romance spy novels, and guess this story illustrates why. Grace escapes murderers of her father, a Jacobite in Antwerp, by hiding in a crate. Before she can get out, it's sealed and shipped to Hugh Pennington, a magistrate in Scotland, where she's discovered near death. Spies discover her location and try to murder her again, presumably for a list (isn't it always?) of Napoleon's supporters in the British government. Grace and Hugh fall in love, her father made a deal with the British government before his death, HEA.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Romancing the Scot doesn’t have the depth that previous stories have. Mrs. Douglas was mild villain. I loved Grace though.
sportochick More than 1 year ago
Spectacular Read! What an amazing read! This story starts out with a dramatic beginning involving Grace and her father and it continues to expand when Hugh finds her in his crate. Grace's character is fully developed and compassionate. Her life experiences enable her to impact Hugh and help him in a way no one else had been able to. On the flip side Hugh needs saving in a big way and watching him change was very rewarding for this reader. I truly enjoy ready books by Author May McGoldrick they are rich with detail and always complicated enough to keep me coming back for more. The relationship between Grace and Hugh is one of these types of complications. When reading the book, I wonder how the author could possible turn this story around so they could have a HFN or HEA but true to form they create an unexpected twist to the story that made this reader extremely happy.
grandmareads102 More than 1 year ago
Grace Ware is running from dangerous enemies. They murdered her father and are determined to kill her. She is rescued from a crate by Hugh Pennington, Viscount Greysteil, but she's afraid that he'll think that she's a traitor to the English. As she struggles to regain her strength from her near death experience, she finds herself attracted to Hugh. Their chemistry is powerful but can it overcome the pain and suffering that they have both experienced. I cared for Grace and Hugh. I wanted them to experience love. They deserve to be together. Grace isn't afraid to stand up for herself and Hugh is an upright and fair man. They are such strong characters. May McGoldrick has written an exciting story filled with passion and romance. The dialogue and the setting drew me into the story. I couldn't stop reading Romancing the Scot until I knew what happened. I can't wait for Lady Josephine's story. I didn't like the way she was treated. The Pennington Family has many stories to tell. I can't wait to read them I received a copy of this book which I voluntarily read and reviewed. My comments are my honest opinion.
Historical_Romance_Lover More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed Hugh and Grace's story! Talk about a crazy start to a relationship!! Being delivered in a box nearly dead is a crazy way to start a relationship. Add to that, that Hugh thinks that Grace has lost her memory. Wow! McGoldrick does a wonderful job of weaving the mystery in with the romance. I can't wait to read the rest of the series!
Crystal61 More than 1 year ago
This story had a lot of surprises, secrets, danger, and love. Grace is a fighter, and I loved the emotional journey of hers. She loses a lot, could lose more, but learns to trust in a man and his family. Hugh's fair justice, even when he is forced to take a closer look at his methods, and willingness to admit wrong doing made him a great hero. This story did not stop moving and kept me wanting more. I enjoyed this story very much and look forward to the next in the series. I received a copy of this story through Netgalley, and this is my unsolicited review.
TamWindsor_69 More than 1 year ago
I loved the originality of this story. Imagine opening a shipping crate and finding a woman inside... and a half-dead one, at that! This unique tale and its cast of wonderful and heartwarming characters was thoroughly satisfying and enjoyable. I am looking forward to the next installment in the Pennington series. *I received a complimentary ARC of this story from NetGalley & St. Martin's Press in order to read and provide a voluntary, unbiased and honest review, should I choose to do so.
Splashesintobooks1 More than 1 year ago
This is the first story in a new series focussing on the Pennington family and, in this book, the hero is Hugh Pennington, who is Viscount Greysteil and Lord Justice of the Scottish Courts. He lives on the family estate at Baronsford in Scotland after serving the Crown in the Napoleonic Wars during which his wife and son tragically died. Grace Ware travelled incognito from America to Antwerp with her very ill father, an Irish military commander of some renown in the defeated army of Napoleon, at the behest of Napoleon’s brother. On their arrival she endeavours to get her father to safety but they are attacked. She escapes and hides in a crate in a warehouse, only to be sealed into it, unable to escape and transported, without food or drink, across the sea. When Hugh opens the crate, he discovers Grace near to death. With no idea who she is or how she got into the crate, Hugh and his sister are determined to do all in their power to save her. Grace is unsure where she is or who she is staying with and, when she realises she is in Scotland she is reticent to confess her own identity and past for fear of being charged with treason. She has a eidetic memory but pretends she doesn’t know who she is or what has happened to her. However, as the attraction between Grace and Hugh grows, her dilemmas grow - should she confess and risk being charged with treason or escape to remove any blame being placed on Hugh and his family? When someone who knows her from Napoleon’s court visits, dangers mount and pressures increase, how can she resolve everything? Will love find a way? Wow, from the very beginning of this story it is an action packed start to this new series. The intrigue, secrets and mystery are paramount throughout the story which has well developed characters with whom it is easy to empathise. Hugh has a tragic past and Grace has a markedly positive impact on him. She is feisty, knowledgeable and speaks her mind, sometimes revealing more than she meant to! I liked how she gets Hugh to reevaluate his attitudes to the Irish and helps him investigate matters to help a case involving a lady who is both deaf and mute. The relationships are realistically portrayed and it is a very enjoyable read. I look forward to reading more about the Penningtons in future books in this series. I requested and received a copy of this novel, via NetGalley. This is my honest review after choosing to read it.
AFOX0 More than 1 year ago
Intrigue and Romance Romancing The Scot is a story with elements of intrigue, murder, suspense, and justice all wrapped in a beautiful romance that takes place in Scotland, after the Napoleonic war. It’s a captivating story rich in characterization and historical detail. Hugh Pennington, Viscount Greysteil, is filled with guilt, heartbroken over the loss of his wife and young son. Now eight years later after the war, he is known as hero and judge of the Edinburgh court. Hugh is an honorable man who advocates for those less privileged and unfortunate who are unfairly caught in an imperfect system. Grace Ware is the daughter of an Irish commander who fought for the French. As Grace and her father make their way from America enroute to Brussels, their party is attacked, and Grace escapes with her life. She’s hidden in a crate, but doesn’t realize the crate is bound for Scotland. Found after five days and barely hanging on, Hugh and his sister, Jo, help recover her health. Grace is wary to divulge her true identity to her newly found friends, and confused over her attraction to Hugh. Hugh discovers Grace is highly intelligent and fascinating, unlike any woman he has ever met. Her formidable gift for memory and recall is the genius he needs in aiding him with some difficult cases in court. But danger has followed Grace onto the Pennington estate. Hugh is determined to protect Grace at any cost, and uncover the threat surrounding her. But will Hugh still love her after he finds out the truth about her father? Great plot and admirable characters, mild heat level. I highly recommend this book for all fans of historical romance, and I am looking forward to the next book in the series. I received an ARC from St. Martin’s Press via NetGalley, and voluntarily reviewed it.
Lokithor More than 1 year ago
"Romancing the Scot" written by May McGoldrick was extremely enjoyable. What a great story! The flow was so perfect, I found it hard to stop reading. Both Grace and Hugh were intelligent, strong and determined. It doesn’t happen with every novel, but I really admired both the H/h, which is another reason I found this novel hard to put down. I fully enjoyed the history Mc. McGoldrick included in this tale. It was a refreshing change from the typical historical romance that spends far too much time discussing the color of the heroine’s gowns. Adding to the adventure, there is a mystery to solve. The plot twisted and turned, but stayed tightly woven. Ms. McGoldrick has many different novels published, I can’t wait to read more of her work.
etoile1996 More than 1 year ago
the first book in mcgoldrick's pennington series, romancing the scot, finds hugh, viscount greysteil opening a box he expects to contain a new basket for his hot air balloon only to discover a young woman trapped and nearly dead at the bottom of it. he takes her in and with the help of his sister and his staff nurses her back to health. when grace awakens and realizes where she is, she is afraid to reveal herself fully. her father was a supporter of napoleon. by all rights and purposes she is considered a traitor to the english crown, and as a high justice of the court, hugh would have no choice but to sentence her. so she feigns amnesia. but as she learns more about him, and as the intrigue surrounding her draws near, she finds it more and more difficult to hide from hugh. she is drawn to him. his compassion, his kindness, and his fair-mindedness are an incredible draw. and then there is the pull of his physical presence. a flame of attraction she's never felt for any other man before this one. she's afraid of how her past will affect him. afraid that because she was a good and loyal daughter she'll never have the chance to live with love. because that is what hugh offers her. his love, his heart, and he does this wholly, with no reservations. and it's super dreamy. i loved this story. i can't wait to see where the other penningtons will find true love. **romancing the scot published on november 14, 2017. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/st. martin's press (swerve) in exchange for my honest review.
grammyx3 More than 1 year ago
I was first introduced to author May McGoldrick and the Pennington family in May's story, Sweet Home Highland Christmas in the anthology Christmas in Kilts. In that story Hugh Pennington and Grace were already married and I found them a fascinating couple then even with the small part they played in that story. I got to know them even better in this their own story. This book has a little bit of everything to entertain the reader. There is a wonderful family with loving parents and siblings. Also there is a busybody neighbor who is a trouble-making gossip so you get a character to dislike. There are bad guys and ladies who lend the story an aura of suspense. Last, but not least, there is the romantic couple, Hugh Pennington, Vicount Greysteil whose big-heartedness is upfront throughout the story and his protectiveness is too and Grace Ware who is a very strong and independent heroine who can't resist the handsome and lovable Hugh. Their chemistry is magical and I really liked their interactions. Romancing the Scot was a very enjoyable read and I look forward to future books about the Pennington family.
FromTheSouth More than 1 year ago
McGoldrick once again delivers a sweet romantic tale laced with danger lurking in the shadows. If you actually like history in your historical romance, you get a touch of that, as well. Also, some perilous, even deadly drama, where blood is spilled. What you won’t get is verra much Scottish brogue. But not to worry, this leading man may come off with gentlemanly English manners true to his station in life as a highly respected judge and lord of the manor, but he isn’t a sissified dandy. No, he’ll roll up his sleeves and get to work right alongside everyone else. Just wanted to give you a heads up, the backdrop may be Scotland, but it had quite the English feel among most of the characters. It all starts off with a bang taking Grace, the heroine, pretty much to hell and back. That is saying something, because she did not have an easy life to begin with, folks. Fortunately, she is no shrinking violet either. She’s seen humanity at its worse played out on the battlefield and thanks to her Scottish papa she’s learned a lot about survival instincts during her 28 years by his side. It doesn’t hurt she is drop dead gorgeous, speaks several languages, and has a photographic memory. Hugh, the hero, got the whole package delivered right to his door, my fellow romance book loving friends. I did find it a little stretch of the imagination regarding some things (i.e., how a certain something was hidden and who put it there. I just couldn’t picture not detecting it sooner. The item was quite clever though. Also, how no one heard her yelling as she was being trapped.) But I rolled with it, as one often has to do when reading strictly for entertainment. Overall, I did enjoy the storyline and seeing this destined to be together couple get their HEA. I did skim through parts of it, not feeling like I had to hang onto every word, which is usually a sign it was dragging a bit in spots. However, this author tends to be a tried and true good match for me. I have yet to regret reading any of her books. She’s one of my favorite historical romance authors. Title: Romancing the Scot, Series: The Pennington Family (Book 1), Author: May McGoldrick, Pages: 284, stand-alone but part of a series, older alpha good guy widow hero; feisty, intelligent, virgin, damsel in distress heroine, a few very steamy scenes, some bloody violence, no cheating, no love triangle, no OW/OM drama, no rape. (I received a free advanced reader copy provided via NetGalley. This review is my honest, unbiased opinion. No type of compensation was given to this reviewer. There is no relationship or affiliation between the reviewer and the author/publisher/NetGalley.)
DebDiem More than 1 year ago
Romancing The Scot by May McGoldrick is an outstanding read. Ms. McGoldrick has delivered a well-written book. The characters in this book are phenomenal. Grace and Hugh's story is loaded with suspense, action, drama, humor and sizzle. This story grabbed me on page one and didn't let go until the last page. I loved reading Romancing The Scot and look forward to reading more from May McGoldrick in the future. Romancing The Scot is book 1 of The Pennington Family Series but can be read as a standalone. This is a complete book, not a cliff-hanger. I voluntarily read an Advance Reader Copy of this book that I received from NetGalley.
BookReview4you More than 1 year ago
Romancing the Scot by May McGoldrick is the First book in the New Series called "The Pennington Family". This is the story of Hugh Pennington and Grace Ware. Grace's father was once a high ranking military commander but in the Napoleonic wars left badly injured and Grace took on the job to take care of him. One of the jobs she has taken to help him was to be his secretary of sorts and help him continue his work. But on one of these meetings her father is killed and she runs to hide inside a shipping box. These leads her to be shipped to Hugh's house. Hugh has his own issue that he is fight. The lost of his wife and young son. Hugh feels the guilt of not being there for them. Hugh is careless now with his life and has taken to do daring things that worry his family and friends. When he gets a shipping box he thinks it is his latest hobby but find a half dead women. Grace pretends to not know who she because she is not sure who she can trust. Grace thinks her lost of memory can buy her time. I not sure I can say enough about this book. I have loved the books by this author before but this just shows me how right I am to put them so highly on my list.
BookReview4you More than 1 year ago
Romancing the Scot by May McGoldrick is the First book in the New Series called "The Pennington Family". This is the story of Hugh Pennington and Grace Ware. Grace's father was once a high ranking military commander but in the Napoleonic wars left badly injured and Grace took on the job to take care of him. One of the jobs she has taken to help him was to be his secretary of sorts and help him continue his work. But on one of these meetings her father is killed and she runs to hide inside a shipping box. These leads her to be shipped to Hugh's house. Hugh has his own issue that he is fight. The lost of his wife and young son. Hugh feels the guilt of not being there for them. Hugh is careless now with his life and has taken to do daring things that worry his family and friends. When he gets a shipping box he thinks it is his latest hobby but find a half dead women. Grace pretends to not know who she because she is not sure who she can trust. Grace thinks her lost of memory can buy her time. I not sure I can say enough about this book. I have loved the books by this author before but this just shows me how right I am to put them so highly on my list.
Rita0285 More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this book so much. The story flows so well. It really held my interest. Great book.
nelriv More than 1 year ago
Received an ARC at no cost to author on behalf of netgalley. This story kept you on your toes, it captures your interest from the very beginning, we had history, murder and mystery oh my and under cover lies. Grace's father worked to Napoleon and she had to keep her identity a secret. It is a romance you should read.