The Scottish Highlands, 1815. Lady Sybil Lacey is every inch an English woman. She's horrified her best friend is wedding a barbarian Scot. For aren't Scots naught but brutish, whiskey-swilling lechers? So to find herself secretly attracted to the tall and devastatingly handsome Scottish laird of Bedlay Castle is quite disconcerting...
Liam MacBride is convinced that English ladies are silly sassenachs who think of nothing but social events and clothes. So why is he intensely drawn to Lady Sybil? All they do is quarrel...until loathing turns into undeniable lust.
A tempestuous, fiery romance between an English lady and a Scottish laird cannot end well.
The Marriage Mart Mayhem series is best enjoyed in order.
Book #1 The Elusive Wife
Book #2 The Duke's Quandary
Book #3 The Lady's Disgrace
Book #4 The Baron's Betrayal
Book #5 The Highlander's Choice
Book #6 The Highlander's Accidental Marriage
Book #7 The Earl's Return
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Callie has been making up stories since elementary school, and writing gave her a way to turn off the voices in her head. She's had a number of articles and interviews published over the years, and finally decided to put her writing skills to the test and write novels.
Oklahoma is where she hangs her hat with her husband of thirty-six years, two young adult children, and three dogs.
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The Highlander's Choice
A Marriage Mart Mayhem Novel
By Callie Hutton, Erin Molta
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2015 Callie Hutton
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Dundas Castle, Scotland
Lady Sybil Lacey stepped out of the carriage that had held her prisoner for five long days on the journey from England to the wilds of Scotland. She stretched her tight, sore muscles and turned to her best friend, Lady Margaret Somerville, who alighted from the carriage next.
"It is very big," Margaret breathed, staring wide-eyed at the castle in front of them, her face a pale white. "How will I ever find my way around?"
Sybil patted her friend's hand. "Have no fear. You will doubtless know your way around before I leave to return home."
Margaret tugged Sybil closer to her side. "I wish you could stay forever."
In some ways this trip had seemed to take forever. For the first time in her life, Sybil and her twin, Sarah had been apart for longer than a few hours. As much as she was enjoying the journey and looking forward to her friend's wedding she'd felt as though part of her had been left behind in England.
Shaking herself from her ruminations, Sybil placed her hand firmly around her friend's waist, moving her forward and said, "Bridal nerves. That is all that is troubling you. You will be fine, and will no doubt be so enthralled with married life that you shan't even notice I'm gone."
Despite her encouraging words, Sybil thought her dear friend was cork-brained to consider marrying a Scotsman — and a Highlander, no less. The two friends, along with Sarah, had made their come-outs together. Since the Lacey girls were notorious among the ton for holding out for love matches, no one was surprised that despite very successful years, no man had measured up. The Lacey twins went year after year unspoken for. Much like their older sister, Abigail, who had only recently married.
On the other hand, Lord and Lady Somerville had told Margaret if she did not choose a man herself, they would do it for her. To Sybil's horror, but not necessarily it seemed, to Margaret's displeasure, her parents chose an occasional guest at their home, Laird Duncan McKinnon, a distant relative of Lady Somerville. And a Scotsman.
"This looks like a lovely home, Margaret," Lady Somerville said as she linked her arm in her daughter's. "I am sure you will be quite happy here at Dundas."
"Do you think so, mother? It is rather large." Margaret cast a doubtful glance at the woman.
Lord Somerville strode up alongside his wife and daughter. "No matter, my dear. I've no doubt you will do well."
The immense front door opened and Sybil started, prepared to see huge beastly men charge out, shouting barbaric words and waving swords. As far as she was concerned, Scotsmen spent their time brawling, slaking their lust, and making whiskey. She had never met Margaret's betrothed and had no real expectation of a well-bred husband for her friend.
The two men who framed the doorway took up the entire space in the portal, despite its considerable size. Both men were well over six feet and as broad across the chest as a gorilla Sybil had once seen in a zoological book. She glanced at Margaret who had grown even paler.
"Which one is your betrothed?" Sybil whispered.
Margaret licked her lips and leaned closer. "Laird Duncan McKinnon is on the right. He is called The McKinnon."
Sybil studied the man as he and his partner both descended the steps and marched toward their group. As they grew closer, Sybil found herself stepping back, suddenly breathless as they blocked out the scant sun setting behind the castle. Good heavens, they grew them large in the Highlands!
"Lady Somerville." Duncan bowed over the woman's hand. "And my Lord." He nodded in Lord Somerville's direction. Then he turned to Margaret, taking her hand and raising it to his lips. "My dear. I am pleased to see you. I trust you had an uneventful journey?"
Margaret went from pale white to crimson as McKinnon bestowed a kiss on her hand.
"And is this your friend, Lady Sybil?" McKinnon turned to Sybil.
Still trying to recover her breath, Sybil closed her mouth, embarrassed to realize it hung open, and extended her hand to Margaret's betrothed. Then she glanced in the direction of McKinnon's companion. Any attempt to regain her breathing was lost as she took in the sight of mischievous eyes staring directly at her.
The man was a giant. There was simply no other word for it. His ginger colored hair touched his massive shoulders, surrounding a face much too handsome for a brawling Scot. Her glance roved down, over his trim waist, narrow hips and muscular thighs encased in tight breeches much like the ones English gentlemen wore. But no English gentlemen she'd ever seen had filled them out so.
The sound of The McKinnon clearing his throat drew her attention. Her heart sped up and heat flooded her face when she saw her friend's betrothed smirking in her direction. Oh good heavens, she'd been caught staring. Hopefully, she wasn't drooling, as well and she tamped down the urge to wipe her lips.
"Ladies and my lord, may I present my friend and neighbor, Liam, The MacBride." He paused, taking Sybil's hand. "Liam, may I make known to you my betrothed, Lady Margaret, her parents Lord and Lady Somerville, and Lady Margaret's friend, Lady Sybil."
The green-eyed giant took Sybil's hand and gave it a squeeze. His full lips tilted in a slight knowing smile. "My lady. 'Tis a pleasure."
Sybil drew herself up and made a quick curtsey, still trying to shake her reaction to the two large men. She pulled her hand back, feeling as though it burned where the laird's hand had touched hers. The grin and his mirthful eyes confirmed her opinion of Scots. What time they didn't spend drinking whiskey and brawling in the mud, they saved for lustful pursuits. She would need to stay far away from this one.
She breathed a sigh of relief when Duncan's friend turned his attention to Margaret and Lady Somerville. Sybil took the opportunity to recover her dignity and study the castle that would be her friend's home. Despite the architecture indicating it as very old, it seemed well-maintained. A drawbridge lay across what, at one time, must have been a moat, but it was now dried up. It was a small structure, as castles go, but still imposing.
"My lady?" The MacBride extended his arm to Sybil, calling her attention back from the castle and to the group who now moved toward the entrance. She placed her hand on his rock-hard arm, noting that her diminutive size only brought the top of her head to his chin.
"Did you have a pleasant journey, lass?" Liam's deep voice slid over her like warm honey.
Disgusted at how her heartbeat sped up and her breathing once again hitched, she raised her chin. "There is nothing pleasant about being inside a carriage for five days." Good heavens I sound like a shrew. Why am I snapping at the man for asking a polite question?
She glanced sideways at her companion, taking in his tightened lips and shuttered eyes. Well, that was wonderful. She was out of the carriage merely minutes and already she'd managed to present herself as a bad-tempered harridan. Attempting a smile, she took a deep breath and said, "I apologize, sir. I fear the trip has left me more tired than I realized."
"I understand, I ken travel is a strain on a lady such as yerself."
There was one of those strange words that Scots insisted on using. Why didn't he just say he knew travel was a strain? How would Margaret adapt to this foreign land and peculiar way of life? And what did his comment, "a lady such as yerself'" mean? Had she just been insulted?
Margaret and her betrothed chatted easily as they made their way across the drawbridge and into the castle. If her friend noticed anything odd about Duncan's language, or her surroundings, it didn't show. Perhaps it wouldn't be so difficult for Margaret to adapt.
The large door led them to a type of courtyard that surrounded the castle itself. She knew from her history that Highland castles at one time were "keeps" and the inside courtyard was where the clan worked, merchants brought their wares, and villagers gathered for safety when attacked by enemies.
"With no lady of the manor since my mum passed, I depend a great deal on my châtelaine, Mrs. Galbraith, to handle most things." He turned to Margaret. "I look forward to having ye take over those duties once we are married."
Margaret nodded briefly and threw a worried glance at her mother, who smiled encouragingly.
"Mrs. Galbraith has arranged for yer trunks to be brought up to yer rooms. She has also instructed that baths be prepared for the ladies." Duncan came to a halt and directed his comments to Lady Somerville. "We sup at six o'clock in the great hall."
Lady Somerville inclined her head and thanked their host. The three women proceeded up the winding staircase to the second floor, guided by a chatty, cheerful woman who waxed eloquent about all the preparations underway for the wedding in two weeks. Lord Somerville brought up the rear.
* * *
Liam MacBride shook his head as he watched the English party ascend the stairs, the women's hips swaying gracefully. "Ach, but you're in for a bad time, my friend." He slapped Duncan on the back. "Princesses. All of them."
Especially the bonny lass who'd let him know the trip was not to her liking. No doubt she had complained the entire way. He would expect no less from the English.
"No. I think you hold a bit of prejudice against them." Duncan turned toward the library, Liam following. "'Tis something yer mum passed on. Not all English are the devils you think they are." He held up the decanter of whiskey, giving Liam a questioning glance.
Liam nodded and settled into a large chair in front of the fireplace. "Aye, I will enjoy watching yer betrothed lead you about by the nose."
"Nay. Not my Margaret. She is a sweet lass. The few times I've been in her company she was gentle and pleasing."
Liam took a sip of his whiskey and grinned. "Wait. Once the deed is done she will demand gowns and fripperies, and run yer servants into the ground. Englishwomen wish to sit about and gossip, drinking tea and eating biscuits. In no time, your lady wife will be plump and difficult."
His mum had the right of it. There wasn't much an Englishman was good for, and the women even less. Give him a sturdy Scottish lass, one who would warm his bed with lusty abandon. Not some scrawny Sassenach lying in bed like a stick, sighing her displeasure at her marital "duty."
"Lady Sybil is a bonny lass," Duncan said, glancing at Liam over the rim of his glass, reminding him of the shrew. "Mayhap she will keep ye from spending too much time pondering my fate."
Liam grunted. "A targe, that one." Truth be told, the lass was indeed a pretty little thing. Skin like a perfect white rose, with large eyes the color of fine whiskey. Her full lips were plump, made for kissing. Then the lass had opened her mouth and her beauty had shattered, crumbling before his very eyes like a day old biscuit. "No thank ye. Yer Sassenach is plenty."
"Ah, it appears I found the correct room." Lord Somerville entered the library, rubbing his hands together.
Duncan and Liam immediately stood. The older man gestured for them to sit and waved toward their glasses. "May I join you?"
"Yes, of course," Duncan said. He crossed the room and poured another glass of the brown liquid and handed it to his future father-in-law.
"To good health and a strong marriage between you and my daughter." Somerville saluted the other two men with his glass and downed the drink. "One thing I will say for you Scots. You sure know how to make a fine whiskey."
Somerville placed the empty glass on the small table next to his chair. "While the women do whatever it is they do to recover from a journey, I thought you and I might have a word?"
Liam stood. "I will leave you gentlemen to your discussion." He left the library and headed to the stables. A brisk ride along the river was just the thing to get his mind off the upcoming nuptials, and what a mistake his friend was about to make. Marrying an Englishwoman. He shook his head in disgust.
He tacked his horse, Cadeym, a massive black stallion with as much energy and spirit as its master. They raced from the stable, past the wooded area surrounding the castle, and onto the river. The wind whipping his hair in his face and the cool air in his lungs felt good.
Worries about his friend's marriage reminded him that the time had certainly come for him to choose his own wife. Although many of the lasses in his clan were bonny and had certainly let it be known they were interested, he hadn't found one he wanted to spend his life with. His parents' marriage had been a compatible one, but had lacked what he was looking for. He hated using the word "love" as that requirement, but that probably was what he'd noticed missing in his parents' relationship.
The gathering clouds dragged him from his musing. The approaching storm looked like it would be a good one. Slowing Cadeym down, he turned and reluctantly headed back toward Dundas.
About five miles from the stable he rounded a bend and a lad galloped toward him, head down, body low over the horse's mane. Did the fool not see the approaching storm? Liam shouted, but he whipped by, not paying him any mind. He glanced at the lad as he sped past, his jaw dropping when he realized the lad was not a lad at all, but the tiny English lass with the sharp tongue.
God's teeth, was the woman trying to kill herself? Had she no knowledge of how quickly storms blew up in the Highlands and how ferocious they could be? Here on the western side were some of the wettest and windiest places in all of Scotland.
He turned Cadeym once more and galloped after her just as fat drops of rain began to fall. He reached her just as she seemed to take in the weather for the first time. She glanced up, then turned to look at him as he came alongside her..
"And where do ye think yer going in this weather, lass?"
She slowed her horse, then pulled on the animal's reins until she came to a stop. "It is merely a bit of rain. I won't melt." The horse danced in place, shaking his head.
No wonder he'd taken her for a lad. She wore breeches, snug around her bottom and legs. The white billowing shirt she wore tucked into her breeches was already wet, starting to outline her body beneath the cloth. Despite her small stature, she had a fine set of ...
He snorted. A bit of rain, indeed. Just then the heavens opened to prove her a liar and dumped enough water on them to turn her shirt transparent.
"Oh." She glanced down at herself and wrapped her arms around her breasts. Water trickled down her nose, which she attempted to wipe off with her elbows, still keeping her chest covered. Her hair had been braided and wrapped around her head, but loose curls lay flat against her neck and forehead. She looked not much older than a bairn.
"I guess we better return to the stable." She blinked rapidly, trying to keep the water out of her eyes.
"Ach, ye think so, lass?"
She lifted her chin, water sluicing down. "There is no need for sarcasm."
He turned Cadeym, going slow now since the wet ground was quickly turning to mud, sucking at the horses hooves. If they weren't careful one of the horses could slip and injure itself.
They'd gone only about a half mile when the lass let out with a screech and slid to the ground, landing on her bum. Her horse threw its head, the saddle hanging on its side. Without looking back, the animal walked off, leaving her sitting on the ground.
"Oh!" She slapped the muddy ground with her fists, spraying mud over her shirt and face.
Biting the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing, Liam jumped from his horse and strode to where she sat. Anger flashed in her whiskey colored eyes as she glared up at him.
"Is there a problem, lass?"
"Don't you dare laugh! I've never fallen off a horse in my life. It must be these Scottish animals." She tried to push herself up, but her feet slid out from under her and she fell back down. Liam reached his hand out. Obviously not happy about accepting his help, she took hold of his hand nevertheless, and he pulled her up.
She placed her fists on her hips and gazed at the rear end of her horse making its way back to the dry, warm stable. "Now what do I do?"
"Well, lass, the only thing you can do is ride with me."
She looked at him aghast. "With you?"
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Wonderful love story!
Cute love story with a little humor.
Really sweet. Enjoyed this one too. It was a fun read and I have enjoyed this family and series. I think it's rather funny when they talked about the duchess having seven kids in the first couple of books then it turned to only six. I guess the second son couldn't be worked into the story line. Oh well. Enjoyed this story a lot.
Lady Sybil Lacey is a noble, gently-bred English lady, raised to believe the Scots to be whiskey-drinking, brawling philandering barbarians, yet she is determined to journey to the Highlands to support her best friend as a member of her wedding party. Much to her surprise, while a guest there, she meets Laird Liam MacBride and finds that they share a powerful attraction. Liam is just as surprised to be attracted to a Sassenach, as he was raised to believe all English ladies are spoiled princesses who prattle on about nothing more than clothes and parties. Both quickly learn how very wrong their assumptions about the other are, and their passion ignites. Liam knows that he wants Sybil to be his wife, but he must convince her that she will be happy in Scotland, away from her family...and in close quarters with his own. This story is so well-written with crisp dialogue and funny and sweet moments throughout. Not only is there romance and the overcoming of deeply ingrained prejudice and hatred, but there is also the complicated dance of orchestrating a multi-generational household. Anyone who has ever had a difficult mother-in-law situation will identify with and appreciate this tale! The heroine of this book has all the heart, spirit and fire worthy of a Marriage Mart Mayhem bride, and this is an excellent addition to the series.
This book was a quick and enjoyable read.
I'd say 3.5 stars. It is a nice quick read and I enjoyed the story. The Scottish hero and English heroine both have preconceived notions about the other one's country. The attraction between them is strong enough to overcome all odds. I'm not sure if this book is truly a novella, but it is a nice read. I enjoyed it.
Book was ok read if you like this genre.
Although I enjoyed other books in this series, this book definitely wasn't my favorite. I didn't like that Liam didn't investigate what had happened between his mother and Sybil while he and his sisters were away. He saw and heard how his mother spoke to Sybil in his presence how could he not realize that out of his presence that she would be worse? I also didn't like that not one member of his household enlightened him to his mother's mistreatment of his guest. If they were too afraid to speak freely, they could have left him an anonymous note. Liam's mother got away too lightly for her vile treatment of Sybil. I did like a quote from the book, "I waited through four London Seasons to find the right man. Someone whom I could love with my whole heart and who would love me the same. I never would have guessed that the reason I hadn’t found him in a London ballroom was because all that time he was in a Scottish castle."
Set in 1815 Scotland. A page turner. One that will keep the reader turning pages, engaged and wondering what's next. The characters are realistic, engaging and flawed. Well written with vivid descriptions, and an intriguing storyline. I adored the H/H. Once again, Ms. Hutton has delivered an amazing story. A must read. An enjoyable and satisfying read! * Received for an honest review from the publisher * Rating: 4.5 Heat rating: Mild Reviewed by: AprilR, courtesy of My Book Addiction and More
*** This ARC was received from Entangled Publishing via Netgalley in exchange for a honest review*** I love stories based in other countries. I love reading the different dialect, histories and ways of life. I hate the the mother was predjudice for no resl reason without even trying to get know her.
Why I have not heard of Callie Hutton's work is beyond me! This author needs more exposure to all historical romance reader fanatics. 'The Highlander's Choice' is the fifth book in Hutton's 'Marriage Mart Mayhem' series, and the story revolves around Lady Sybil Lacey, an Englishwoman, and Laird Liam MacBride, a full-bred Scotsman. Both have their own reservations and opinion about the English and the Scots. Who could forget the historic battle of Culloden where many Scotsman lost their lives armed only with their swords against the cannons of the English. It was a blood bath! And that wasn't the end of it. After Culloden, Scots had to flee their lands, lose their livelihood, and even to the extent of almost eradicating their rich history! Lady Sybil and Laird Liam's relationship did not start on a good footing. Both despised each other because of their heritage. Both of them are determined to dislike each other by bickering and testing each other's tolerance despite of the growing attraction rising between them. But when they start to set aside their differences and embrace the beauty of Scotland together, would this two people finally see past their heritage and really get to know the person for who they are? It's a pretty exciting and thrilling story for me! Prejudice and stereotype attitude still exists in our society whether we like it or not, but it also teaches us that we can look past those attitude by knowing that person for who he/she is. You'll never know that in those few minutes of conversation, that person you once judged before knowing may turn out to be one of your greatest friend and ally. Although, this is targeted more for avid readers of romance, I think people should give this book a chance and learn from the two characters in the novel on how to deal with differences (such as race, heritage, culture, religious belief, etc.). Maybe at the end of the story, we'll realize what we've been doing wrong all these years and start to live a more peaceful and harmonious life.
What happens when a proper English Lady meets a stubborn Scottish Lord and they fall in love? Lady Sybil Lacey and Laird Liam MacBride, both have preconceived notions and prejudices about each other, but a powerful attraction connects them. There is a wall built by mistrust and hate between them. How will they overcome it? I liked the characters. They were good people who were intelligent and caring. I was drawn into the story after the first page. Their battle of wills is humorous and sexy. I enjoyed watching them get to know each other and understand what they had been taught wasn't true. Love grows but their path to happiness is a rough journey. Liam's mother hates the 'Sassenach' and does everything in her power to force them apart. I wanted the Laird to stand up to his mother and make her stop. He let her disrupt their lives. The Scottish Highlands were the perfect setting for this passionate romance. The secondary characters were colorful and interesting. They added so much to the story. Callie Hutton wrote a sensual love story that I fell in love with. The Highlander's Choice is a great addition to the Marriage Mart Mayhem series.
The latest installment of Callie’s Marriage Mart Mayhem series is masterfully written story filled with intrigue, fiery passion, and an understanding that love can conquer all. This is a wonderful story about A Sassy English Lady and an irresistible, seductive Scottish Laird, with a love breaks the conventional molds of the time period. Lady Sybil Lacey is accompanying her dear friend, Margret, on her way to her marriage to a Scottish Laird. Although Lady Sybil is not thrilled with her friend’s choice for a husband and has her own ideas about "Scottish Barbarians", she stands by and supports Margret’s decision. Upon meeting her friend’s betrothed, Laird Duncan McKinnon and his closest friend Liam McBride, Sybil is surprisingly drawn to her own, irresistible Scottish Laird, Liam. Laird Liam McBride has no use for proper English Misses, however upon meeting his closest friend’s intended and her lovely companion, Lady Sybil, he can’t seem to keep his eyes and thoughts off of her. Liam, has had it ingrained in him that proper English Misses are silly and only interested in the latest social whirl. Hoping to clear his head of interesting Lady Sybil, Liam sets out for a ride; however his ride is cut short do to an incoming storm. As Liam begins his return to his friend’s home he is passed by small figure galloping. Liam has to take another look and realizes that the small figure is none other than the interesting Lady Sybil. Lady Sybil is different from anything Liam has ever imagined a proper English miss to be. Intrigued, Liam must get to know her at all cost. Can Lady Sybil and Laird Liam get past all of their prejudice and come together in a love that breaks the conventional molds of the time period? Or will their hearts both be scorched by the fiery passion between them. I highly recommend this series! Could not but this story down! Anxiously awaiting the next book in the series, Lady Sarah Lacey, Lady Sybil’s twin!
The first I have read in this series or from this author, I found the book worked well without being familiar with the earlier installments of the series. The premise is simple: women of the Regency era were in need of ‘protection’ from a man, and a prestigious marriage is the most sought-after option. And from this rather simple premise and a mistrustful acquaintance to love story we have The Highlander’s Choice. Lady Sybil is very much a woman of her time, so it is no surprise that she is a touch horrified at her best friend Margaret’s betrothal to a Scottish Laird. Ill will runs deep between the English and the Scots at this time, memories are long and the titled Scotsmen that are more ‘Scots” than absentee British peers are second-class citizens, rough and somehow ‘foreign’ to most English sensibilities. And Sybil’s thoughts do not deviate from that stereotype. But soon her world is set to change when she accompanies her best friend to the wedding in Scotland. Liam MacBride is the laird of Bedlay Castle, and his thoughts on “English ladies’ are as dismissive and stereotypical as one would expect. Not to mention that Scotland is a wholesale change from London drawing and ballrooms, and the women of England are entirely unsuited to those differences. Retiring and more restrained as per their own upbringing, he mistakes (or assumes) the silence and agreeable demeanor is cover for candyfloss for brains, and wants nothing to do with them. Imagine his surprise when Sylvia entertains and intrigues him: he enjoys the bickering and sniping that are prevalent in the early chapters in the book. Soon, the bickering settles and the two find some common ground, even as Liam’s mother is determined that the English girl is unsuitable, unwanted and unwelcome. Callie Hutton uses her talent well here: characters are cleverly drawn with traits that are familiar and their dialogue feels real and possible. Moments of humor are well set, keeping the animosity at a slow simmer, rather than boiling over despite the dissenting opinions and desires. Fast paced, cleverly set twists and turns truly set tests for Sybil and Liam, if they survive it all, their burning attraction just may be something more. I received an eARC copy of the title from the publisher via NetGalley for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.
What an amazing read. The story leads you through the prejudice found even today, and what it does to people, while showing you that sometimes love can still find a way. This story was beautifully written, and while it Dr hit on a tough topic even today, it still gives one the romance you love to read about.
Miss Sybil Lacey is appalled that her best friend is going through with her arranged marriage to a big Scottish brute. Scots are naught but large, hulking brawlers drunk on ale and lusting after any woman within reach. She must accompany her friend to the highlands to offer comfort – and perhaps a quick getaway if her friend comes to her senses and wants to leave. But Sybil is pleased is discover her friend’s fiancee is not so bad, even if the groom’s friend – Liam MacBride – teases her relentlessly. Like Sybil, Liam has a warped view of the English – they’re nothing but spoiled, pampered princesses lazing about their houses and chasing the man with the largest fortune into matrimony. When Liam and Sybil meet, both quickly realize they must put aside their pre-conceived ideas of what it means to be Scottish and English because the attraction between them is too intense to ignore. Liam and Sybil bicker like two children on a playground – and flirt like children too! This made for a very entertaining read, although just when I thought these two were finally starting to get over their prejudices, Liam’s mother arrives to stir up more trouble! Sybil has a sharp wit and strong opinions regarding what she desires in a husband. No arranged marriage for her! Sybil refuses to settle for anything less than love and will not be bullied or pushed around by anyone. Liam was a pleasant surprise as he was quite well read (a Jane Austen fan!), humbly intelligent, and yet still presented as a capable laird and businessman. I particularly enjoyed Liam and Sybil’s interactions with Liam’s family. There were a few things that bothered me though. The biggest was that I didn’t quite understand why Sybil developed her prejudices against the Scottish people. It was very well established that Sybil comes from an unconventionally progressive family, so for her to believe that all Scotsmen were drunken, lusty brawlers seemed a little out of character. I completely understood why Liam (and his clan) had their prejudices against the English, but I just didn’t understand Sybil’s. That aside, I really enjoyed this installment of the Marriage Mayhem series. I have not read the other books in the series, so I can say with some confidence that you are able to read this book as a standalone. There are references made to Sybil’s other family members (whom I assume star in their own books), but enough context is provided that I didn’t feel like I was missing anything. Originally posted at Plot Twist Reviews [dot] Com I received this book for free from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Different worlds. Different cultures. She's and English lady. He's a Scottish Highlander. Callie Hutton takes us to Scotland where you will be turning page after page of this delightful historical romance. Lady Sybil Lacey and Liam McBride meet when Sybil travels to Scotland for her friend, Martha's wedding. Sybil has always been told the Scots are nothing but barbarians and Liam feels the English are a demanding people. Sybil but cannot help but be attracted to Liam although she bickers and he teases. Maybe he isn't as bad as what she has always been told and just maybe not all English are demanding snobs with nothing better to do than gossip and talk about fashion . Throw Liam's mother into the mix and look out. Lady McBride is a stubborn woman who only want's a Scottish lass for her son. She makes it difficult for Sybil while at Bedlay Castle, testing her with chores that an English lady would never perform. Will Liam step up and show his mother he knows who is best suited for him or will Lady McBride turn him against Sybil? A fast paced story of intrigue and romance. Highly recommend to those who enjoy the historical genre. Callie Hutton brings her characters to life in Highlander's Choice showing how they worked to overcome their prejudices to find the true person within. Another great installment in the Marriage Mayhem series. Was presented a copy by the author for an honest review.
A great read. Both Liam and Sybil have preconceived ideas about Scots and Englishmen, but when these two meet they are soon to find out how wrong they are. Soon this English lass starts to develop feelings for the Scot and vice versa. Could they make it work? One bug hurdle in their way Liam's mother is NOT a fan of the English. With Liam's making life a nightmare how could they possibly make it work. I like how Sybil is so unexpected and not the norm. Liam is one yummy hero. Every time I read the word Sassanach I could hear the accent.
3.5* I love this series so much. Callie Hutton has such a way with historical romance, whether it be Regency or Western. Her words take you to that time and place and your totally wrapped up in the story. While this is not my favorite book in the series so far I did truly enjoy it. It's was a good story of not judging a book by its cover and getting to know the person for who they are not what they are...Scottish vs English. Sybil has grown up being told the barbarian ways of the Scots and Liam the entitled and demanding ways of the English. After spending time together they begin to see the good in each other and how this might just be the future they've been looking for if they can get passed their prejudice. I am looking forward to reading Sarah's book next. I highly recommend this series they are not stand alone books and should be read in order to fully enjoy each book.
This is the fifth book in the "Marriage Mart Mayhem" series. This book is about 200 pages also which for me made it the right size for a quick read. The heroine, Lady Sybil Lacey is a very English lady and is very put off by Scottish Men, but her friend is marring one and Lady Sybil will be going with her friend to the wedding. There she meets our hero, Scottish laird of Bedlay Castle. They both set off with each other with her being English and him being Scottish. They have a lot to over come with each other and the family for this love match to be complete
Lady Sybil is off to the wilds of Scotland to watch her best friend marry what she is sure to be a wild Scot. The only problem is when she gets there she finds herself attracted to a Scot of her own. I loved the banter between Sybil and Liam it was so much fun. Can their budding love survive a meddling mother and the differences they share? I will enjoyed the story, it was sweet, romance and very entertaining an excellent historical romance.
This is a very sweet book. This one is pretty low on the heat level although there is a little bit thrown in. Sybil is an English woman who goes to Scotland for her friend’s wedding and meets Liam, a Scottish laird. They have a lot of issues with each others heritage but they come to prove each other wrong. This book was very well written and easy to read. I love when a book grips you and doesn’t wanna let go. I’ve had several of these lately to review and it makes my book worm heart happy. Book provided in exchange for review.
This is book 5 in the Marriage Mart Mayhem series. Lady Sybil Lacey can't believe that she has to travel to the Highlands to see her best friend married. Knowing that all the men are heavy drinking lechers, Sybil is surprised to find herself attracted to one of them. Even though all they do is trade barbs, she keeps finding herself drawn to the highlander. Liam MacBride's best friend might be marrying an English lady, but there is no way that he would be caught by one of the silly ladies that talk of nothing more than the latest fashions and spreading gossip. Then why does he keep finding himself drawn to the bride's best friend and fellow Englishwoman? Can these two put aside their misconceptions of each other to find an everlasting love? LOVED this story!! I think I'm drawn to the stories where the H/H end up sparring with words. The banter in Hutton's latest romance had me laughing out loud throughout the story. Both Sybil and Liam have misconceptions about what the other will be like based on their upbringing and how the people of their countries feel about the other. It was very amusing to see them work through those misconceptions and find the real person instead of the stereotype they believed each other to be. Hutton's latest story is one NOT to miss!
They come from different worlds. A rush to judgment can lead to stimulating results. She's English, he's Scottish. No good could come of mixing the two. In Sybil's eyes all Scots are barbaric brutes that care for nothing more than themselves. So why is she so drawn to Liam? In Liam's eyes the English are superior snobby and opinionated individuals who want everything their way. So why does he let Sybil get under his skin? I adored this story. Liam and Sybil are so wrapped up in their preconceived notions of each other that they don't realize their falling in love until it's almost too late. I received an ARC of THC for an honest review. The Highlander's Choice is an entertaining read from Callie Hutton that I would recommend to anyone. HATS OFF TO THE AUTHOR!!!