Highland warrior Alec MacDara and his brothers traveled forward in time to protect the sacred Heartstone. Their cover? Owners and operators of a theme park called Highland Life and Legends. As the chairman, Alec has been fending off requests to film at the breathtaking property. It’s only because of the charming correspondence from an enterprising production assistant that he agrees to a meeting at all. That’s when Alec meets a woman whose lush curves make him forget, for the first time, all about tenth-century Scotland.
A lowly assistant for her sister’s motion picture company, wannabe screenwriter Sadie Williams is shocked when Alec agrees to let them film at the park upon one condition: that she report to him daily. Sadie’s sister always told her that their parents only adopted her because they felt sorry for the ugly little stray. But Alec looks at Sadie like she’s the most tempting creature in the world. And with his gleaming, musclebound body stripped down to nothing but a hip-hugging kilt and boots, Alec clearly knows a little something about temptation.
Praise for Sadie’s Highlander
“Readers will delight in the fiery passion that ignites between characters and they will relate to the varying degrees of family dynamics. The author beautifully meshes the past with the present. . . . An awesome read, Sadie’s Highlander can easily be read in one sitting and will stay in the minds of readers long after the last page.”—RT Book Reviews
“With scintillating sex and plenty of romantic angst, this novel is likely to appeal to those who like their romance on the hot side.”—Publishers Weekly
“Sadie’s Highlander is an engaging, fun romp that combines a very serious ninth-century Scottish Highlander and a sassy twenty-first-century wannabe Hollywood screenwriter. I highly recommend this thoroughly enjoyable and perfect beach read.”—Sharon Cullen, USA Today bestselling author of The Reluctant Duchess
“Lovable heroine, hunky Scot and an intriguing plot! What’s not to love!”—Bestselling author Barbara Longley
Don’t miss any of Maeve Greyson’s enticing Scottish romances:
The Highland Protector Series: SADIE’S HIGHLANDER | JOANNA’S HIGHLANDER | KATIE’S HIGHLANDER
The Highland Hearts Series: MY HIGHLAND LOVER | MY HIGHLAND BRIDE | MY TEMPTING HIGHLANDER | MY SEDUCTIVE HIGHLANDER
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Alec forced his eyes open, immediately regretting the decision when the action triggered a thunderous pounding inside his skull. Squinting against the unusually bright beams of sunlight filtering down through the trees, he struggled to focus on the unfamiliar surroundings.
Where the hell am I? Did the horde kill us? What in the name of all things holy had happened? He scrubbed the heels of his hands against his temples, doing his best to realign his addled senses. And then it hit him—by the goddesses—the Heartstone!
Panic surged through him, forcing him to his feet. He staggered sideways, grappling to steady himself against the solid trunk of a massive oak. An oak. This must be a sacred place. He squinted at the unknown surroundings. Máthair . . . Athair . . . brothers . . . the precious stone. What had happened to his family? What had happened to the stone? The weapons?
A brilliant light descended through the canopy of trees, shining into the center of the peaceful glade and hovering just above the ground like a star gently lowered from the sky. “We have brought ye—our faithful servants and protectors of the stone—to a place where ye will be much safer. More at peace. We grew tired of the repeated attacks. There is no need for such violence.”
The orb of light echoed as though three females spoke in unison—each of their melodic voices perfectly pitched to enhance and complement one another. “And fear not—we’ll not be leavin’ ye here without proper guidance. We’ve chosen a fine advisor t’see ye well settled and ensure that ye thrive and guide our other druids of this time. Ye’ll find several druid clans are here, already well established, and at the ready to help ye.” Quiet laughter rippled through the glade like the tinkling of delicate bells. “You—our most blessed line of druids—must not die away. Ye must lead the others once ye’ve learned this place. Prosper here. Multiply. Keep our stone safe for eternities t’come.”
A shocking awareness jolted through him as though his senses had finally decided to kick in. Holy mothers of all. ’Tis the goddesses themselves. Alec dropped to his knees, bowing his head and bringing one arm up across his face. “My goddesses.”
“Aye . . . our brave one. Ye’ve pleased us well—as have yer brothers and yer parents.” The blazing star undulated with a myriad of sparkling colors, growing brighter and then dimming a bit with each word the goddesses spoke. “Yer family is well, resting in the meadow just past the edge of this wood. They sleep upon the land we have chosen to gift to ye.”
“Land?” Alec kept his head bowed. They didna need more land. They needed a new keep with thicker walls that could withstand the enemy’s battering rams. Alec quickly shuttered the thought away and bowed his head lower. One didna question the goddesses and their ways. Those who did sometimes paid dearly for the expressing of their druthers.
“Explain it to him, Dwyn. ’Tis best that young Alec hear how it shall be from his new advisor.”
Alec stole a glance up from behind his arm. Who the hell is Dwyn?
A slight form, more like a flickering shadow and silhouetted against the blinding light of the goddesses’ star, approached him.
A deep, rumbling chuckle—a full, hearty sound that in no way looked as though it could come from the slight figure walking toward him—echoed through the clearing. The laughing silhouette bounced closer—still out of focus against the brilliance of the goddesses’ light.
“I am Dwyn MacKay. Yer neach-teagaisg. The teacher who shall guide ye through the wonders of this new place. I am guardian and tutor to all the druids here. I shall see to it that the MacDara clan does well and continues their legacy to the goddesses and humanity as the protectors of the Heartstone—the sacred stone of hope and love itself.”
“And this place is?” Alec asked, still squinting against the blinding light.
“Twenty-first-century North Carolina. Welcome to the future, m’lad.”