In need of an heir, Arran has finally agreed to take a wife, but when he sees Breghan's fragile beauty, he's furious. He will not risk the life of another maiden by getting her with child. Lust prompts him to offer a compromise: necessary precautions, and handfasting for a year and a day, after which Breghan will be free. For a chance to control her own future, Breghan makes a deal with the Devil.
Passion quickly turns to love, but Arran still has no intention of keeping the lass, or making her a mother. He loves her too much to lose her. But when a treasonous plot threatens queen and country, Breghan has to prove only she is woman enough to stand by his side.
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There must have been a hundred of them. Black-hearted Kerrs with mud-streaked cheekbones, matted braids falling down naked chests dark from dirt and sun and hair. But the eyes. Black as night, black as their hearts, black as the devil's soul.
Breghan ran faster, tearing through the summer-thick foliage. She could hear them rapidly closing in. The high-pitched grunts were neither human nor animal.
Branches rustled at her left, then at her right. Stubby fingers reached for her, scratching, clawing, poking, until all that remained of her gown was shredded ruins.
And then they went for her hair and face.
"No," she screamed, swatting in every direction before she fell to her knees and covered her face with her arms. "Leave me be. Please, please let me be."
The cruel fingers fell away.
The grunts stilled.
Breghan swallowed her sobs, slowly lifting one arm, then the other, afraid to look and afraid not to.
The leader of the pack stood right in front of her.
A shudder trembled through her. The stories were all true. He stood at least seven feet tall, blocking out the sun with his width. What she could see of his face was horribly disfigured, the skin puckered and mottled red. This one's eyes weren't black. No, the Kerr's eyes were blood-red and burning bright with the wild rage of a fire-spitting demon. Only one of his names was the Devil of Jedburgh.
Breghan's eyes shot open to sunlight streaming through the densely covered branches. Her chest was so tight, she had to fight for every breath as she sat up straight, her gaze darting about in a wild frenzy. A late-afternoon breeze rustled the leaves above and skittered shadows across the tangled yellow gorse and long grass. Her snowy mare, Angel, grazed contentedly at the base of the tree she was tethered to. It was a perfectly normal summer afternoon.
But there was nothing normal about this day.
Breghan slumped back against the tree trunk.
How long had she been asleep?
The long shadows indicated a couple of hours at least. She had to get home, before she was missed. Little chance, she remembered with a groan. Her mother demanded her almost constant attendance of late, plucking at sleeves and pinning up hems, embroidering necklines and sewing fresh ribbons onto old slippers. An entire wedding wardrobe was to be fashioned in under a week.
A week that ends today. By this time tomorrow, she'd be married to the Black-Hearted Kerr of Ferniehirst.
She couldn't make this sacrifice.
Her father demanded too much.
I could run away. That desperate thought was followed by a revelation. I already have.
She hadn't meant to. She'd simply done what she always did when it felt as if the walls of Castle Donague were closing in on her. She'd mounted Angel and the two of them had raced the morning breeze across McAllen fields. Neither the stable master nor the gate guard had blinked an eye. They knew she never went further than the river.
This morning, however, she couldn't stop herself. She'd veered west with the River Tiviot, onto the main road, and then she'd just kept on going and going.
Now Breghan contemplated truly doing it. She only had to stay away until the Kerr arrived to find his bride gone. His pride and her father's shame should do the rest. The Kerr would never tolerate such an outrage and her father would never insist the jilted laird honour their brief betrothal.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This was a good read minus the language and some sensual nature. The story line is awesome and well written. I was hooked from the first pages to the last. This is a book of romance, true love, adventure, humor as well as mystery. I wouldnot recommend this for young readers, there is some sensitive material. :)
Please more books like this one, I loved it
Publisher: Carina Press Published: February 6, 2012 ISBN: 9781426893162 Genre: Historical Romance May I just say that I loved this novel. I didn't feel disappointed at any point during it. Claire Robyns' weaves a tale that has you unable to put the book down from the start. She's created vivid and lively characters that complement each other well. The Blurb: Raised on rumours of The Devil of Jedburgh, Breghan McAllen doesn't want an arranged marriage to the beast. The arrogant border laird is not the romantic, sophisticated husband Breghan dreams of, despite the heat he stirs within her. In need of an heir, Arran has finally agreed to take a wife, but when he sees Breghan's fragile beauty, he's furious. He will not risk the life of another maiden by getting her with child. Lust prompts him to offer a compromise: necessary precautions, and handfasting for a year and a day, after which Breghan will be free. For a chance to control her own future, Breghan makes a deal with the Devil. Passion quickly turns to love, but Arran still has no intention of keeping the lass, or making her a mother. He loves her too much to lose her. But when a treasonous plot threatens queen and country, Breghan has to prove only she is woman enough to stand by his side. My Take: Breghan, right from the beginning you can tell she's independent and full of life and imagination and even when confronted with her biggest fear, being married to the Devil of Jedburgh (just one of many names her betrothed has all referring to how evil he is), she takes him on only to find that though he can be infuriating, he really isn't evil and is in fact just what she's been looking for her. Arran, what can I say about him, he's sexy and kind and authoritative and totally alpha without being too overbearing. You can truly feel his emotions and love for Bree and see his mind and heart tearing him in two different directions as he realizes that because he doesn't want to hurt her or see her killed, he can't bear to be apart from her either. Both are afraid to fall for each other, knowing that eventually they'll have to part ways and I enjoyed the experience of watching these two grow both individually and as a couple. This story keeps you turning the pages and I don't believe I found a dull moment in it at all. If I did, then all the great parts far outweighed the dull parts so much so that they've left my mind. The author has a gift with words and the perfect voice for a historical romance. Normally, I have a hard time reading historical's that take place in Scotland due to the fact that some authors go a little heavy on the accents of their characters to the point of distraction. Ms. Robyns did not. She weaved just enough of their accents in so that you could hear the voices in you head and still enjoy the story. The brief side stories of Bree's ladies maids finding their own romances were cute and charming and did not take away from the main storyline at all. I, for one, cannot wait for another story by Ms. Robyns. My Rating: 4/5 Lattes
Ms. Robyns demonstrate an excellent command of historical detail in this romantic tale set in the midst of the royal intrigue of Queen Mary of Scotland’s court. The intertwining of actual characters with the fictional characters (and some dramatic scenes of the harsh cruelty of the age) contributes to the realism and magnetism of the growing relationship between spirited Breghan McAllen and the Devil of Jedburgh, Laird Arran Kerr. Frightened by the dark rumours of the Laird’s reputation, Breghan runs away when her parents refuse to withdraw their marriage arrangement with the Devil…straight into the arms of a golden virile stranger! From that first meeting between the fiery Breghan and the (deliciously) arrogant Arran, Ms.Robyns successfully tells a gentle and passionate love story threaded through with the danger of a threatening civil war. I was quickly drawn into this richly detailed story: the tender but strong women who are more than a match for the brave, but tough, warriors who love as wildly as they fight. This is a fast-paced, exciting read. THE DEVIL OF JEDBURGH transported me back into the heart of the Scottish Lowlands during a time when men would give their lives to protect their country and their families, and the women they loved were as brave as the warriors who fell in love with them. A wonderful read, with plenty of heat between Arran and Breghan. This is the kind of romance I love reading.
I LOVED reading 'The Devil of Jedburgh'! It's a real page-turner, and has all the classic ingredients of a Scottish Medieval Romance: a dramatic plot with lots of spice and historical intrigue; a gorgeous hero (strong, sexy, arrogant, yet loyal and honourable); and a brave and feisty heroine who's determined to fight for the man she loves and the principles she holds dear. I found the characters in this book very engaging, and the dialogue was both witty and entertaining. The rich historical detail (clearly well-researched) adds a really authentic flavour to the story. If you're a fan of Scottish Medieval Romance, I can highly recommend this book, as well as Ms. Robyns' previous book of the same genre('Betrayed').
This book is so bore