"The Wolf of Kisimul Castle was a delight to read. It was heartwarming, had me laughing and crying. This book is a must read!" - USA Today bestselling author, Madeline Martin.
Mairi Maclean is kidnapped on her wedding day by the enemy of her groom. Taken north to the water-surrounded Kisimul Castle, she is held captive in the name of retribution. But The Wolf of Kisimul Castle soon learns Mairi is not a docile pawn in this game of war between neighboring Scots. Nor will she be frightened into walking down the aisle to wed the fierce Highland chief.
Alec MacNeil is set on revenge for the murder of his wife. And Mairi is how he’ll get it. An eye for an eye. A bride for a bride. But Mairi is more tiger than kitten and refuses to bend to his will. Set stubbornly against one another, the passion that flares between them threatens to tear Alec's strategy to shreds.
Each book in the Highland Isles series is STANDALONE:
* The Beast of Aros Castle
* The Rogue of Islay Isle
* The Wolf of Kisimul Castle
* The Devil of Dunakin Castle
About the Author
Heather McCollum is an award winning, historical paranormal and YA romance writer. She earned her B.A. in Biology, much to her English professor’s dismay. She is a member of Romance Writers of America and the Ruby Slippered Sisterhood of 2009 Golden Heart finalists.
The ancient magic and lush beauty of Great Britain entrances Ms. McCollum’s heart and imagination every time she visits. The country’s history and landscape have been a backdrop for her writing ever since her first journey across the pond.
When she is not creating vibrant characters&magical adventures on the page, she is roaring her own battle cry in the war against ovarian cancer. Ms. McCollum recently slayed the cancer beast and resides with her very own Highland hero, rescued golden retriever&3 kids in the wilds of suburbia on the mid-Atlantic coast. For more information about Ms. McCollum, please visit www.HeatherMcCollum.com.
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Kilchoan Castle — West Coast of Scottish Highlands
Mairi Maclean stared at the reflection of her friend in the polished glass. "Why would my groom send someone else to kiss me before our wedding?" she asked.
Ava Maclean, Mairi's sister-in-law, laughed. "It was actually Tor's idea last night over too many whiskies. Geoff slurred something about thinking you didn't want to marry anyone, especially him. So your brother —"
"Your husband," Mairi returned, throwing the blame of Tor's foolish idea back on Ava.
Ava grinned. "Tor said that Geoff should send his most handsome friend to kiss you before the wedding. If you still walk down the aisle to Geoff after that, then you really do want to wed him."
"Drunken plans should not be made the night before weddings," Mairi said, twisting in her seat. "Do ye think Geoff will do it? Send someone to kiss me?" The idea was ludicrous.
Ava shrugged. "But if you're wondering about the marriage at all, you might want to refuse it." Her face grew serious. "Mairi, Tor said you don't have to wed the new MacInnes chief to help the Maclean clan. Just being at Kilchoan Castle again must ..." She looked around the small room. "It must bring back horrible memories of your first marriage here."
Mairi had wed the elderly Fergus MacInnes, at her father's request, to strengthen the ties between their clans. While her husband was away on raids against other clans or English regiments, his son, Normond, had made life miserable for Mairi as he stalked her. The castle at Kilchoan had become a prison, forcing Mairi into the role of hiding mouse to avoid rape. But now there was a new chief in charge of the MacInnes of Kilchoan, and Mairi was once again marrying to secure an alliance with the Maclean neighbors.
"Which is why I told Geoff I'd be sleeping in a different room from the chief's." Too many ghosts in that room down the hall.
Ava fixed a few curls intertwined with the pink roses crowning Mairi's head. She sighed. "I don't know if I could go back to Somerset where my bad memories live."
"Memories can't hurt ye, if ye push them down deep enough," Mairi murmured. She took a deep breath and released it. "I will go through with the wedding, but this is the last time I will ever say vows. If this husband dies, I'll just become an old maid and spin wool alone in a cottage at Aros Castle. And I'll take in kittens, aye, kittens."
Ava tsked. "You're only twenty-three years old, and there's no reason that Geoff MacInnes will die before you are both old and gray. You two could fall in love and be blissfully happy."
Mairi stared into the reflection of her own eyes. Could others pick out the disappointment hidden in the grayish green? It didn't matter. Determination, to be an asset to her family, overrode her childhood dream of foolish love. "'Tis better to guard one's heart, for it is easily battered."
"True," Ava said. "But what good is a heart if you keep it locked up? Sometimes the walls that protect can imprison."
Mairi smiled wryly. "Ye sound like an old sage."
"Really, Mairi. Even if something dreadful happens to Geoff, you must leave yourself open to other possibilities. Where there is life, there is hope. Surely you'd want to marry to have children." She glanced at the angel sleeping in the wooden cradle, her two-month-old daughter, Hazel. "They are a blessing."
"One can have a child without wedding," Mairi said, looking up from under lowered lashes.
Ava met her gaze, her smile chiseled down to seriousness. "I was born illegitimately. It can be done, but it is easier for you and the child if you have a father around. I don't know what I'd do without Tor helping me."
Mairi's brother was an exceptional father and regularly walked around the castle blurry-eyed from taking turns with Ava when Hazel fussed through the night.
"I think Geoff MacInnes could make a fine father and husband," Ava said. "He's young, handsome, and strong."
"At least he doesn't leave food in his beard," Mairi murmured as she stood to smooth the green fabric of her full skirt where it flared out from her narrow waist. Her first husband had worn his meal half the time.
"Knock, knock," called Ava's half sister, Grace Ellington, as she walked into the room.
"Shhh," Ava said and indicated the sleeping babe. A look of apology collapsed Grace's smile, quickly to be replaced by a new one as she walked over to Mairi.
"You look lovely," Grace whispered.
"You can talk normally," Ava said. "Just don't shout. She was up most of last night again."
"Maybe you need to keep her awake during the day," Grace suggested. "We could poke her," she said with a teasing smile.
"Humph," Ava said, "Some godmother and auntie you are."
"You know that I love little Hazel with all my heart," Grace said, bending over the cradle to inhale. She turned her face up to Ava. "And she smells delicious." She looked at Mairi. "I just love sweet baby smell."
Ava walked around Mairi. "I think you are complete." She smiled broadly. "You look beautiful."
"Just make sure to smile," Grace said. "A happy woman is radiant."
Mairi turned to the polished glass. The dress was green with pink roses embroidered down the V-shaped stomacher to match the fresh roses in her crown. The sleeves were fitted to the elbows where they flared out into points of fine gauze. Gold braid lined the square neckline and stomacher. The full skirts enhanced her small waist, the ribbons cinching it in the back. Her wavy hair had been left to flow freely about her shoulders. Ava had pinched her cheeks, but the blush couldn't hide the freckles that spotted across her nose. Geoff had met her before. He knew what he was getting, in temperament and in freckles.
She forced her lips into a smile and leaned toward the polished glass. Radiant? Hmmm ... I am happy. I am happy. If she thought it enough, it would be true. Right?
"Ava and I need to go to the chapel," Grace said and gave Mairi's hand a squeeze. "Ooh, your hand is bloody freezing." She rubbed it between her own hands.
"Let's leave the foul talk tucked inside today, Grace." Ava said and crossed to pick up Hazel from the cradle, snuggling her against a shoulder. The sweet girl's little mouth opened and closed as if she suckled in her dreams.
"Sorry," Grace said, but didn't look repentant, bringing out a genuine smile on Mairi. "It's all the warriors around me up here in Scotland."
Grace walked out with a little wave, and Ava looked back at Mairi. "Geoff's man will come retrieve you," she whispered over Hazel's tucked head. "And if we don't see you at the chapel, we'll know Tor's foolish idea was, in actuality, quite excellent."
Mairi rolled her eyes.
"What do you mean, not see her at the chapel?" Grace asked from the hall.
The door clicked shut behind her friends, and Mairi turned to the window overlooking the courtyard below. It was summertime, but the herbs hadn't been tended, and they looked scraggly amongst the stones lining a walkway. Two running hounds and a shorter mixed breed stood tethered to a tree. They strained at their ropes, and Mairi didn't see any water source nearby. Did Geoff know his hounds were thirsty and held captive? She frowned.
The door behind her opened, and she turned. "We must first take water down ... to the ... courtyard." Her words trailed off at the sight before her. Ballocks. Geoff had sent a dark-haired, handsome giant to kiss her.
Tall and broad, his shoulders and chest tapered down to a narrow waist. Legs braced, as if for battle, he stood with a sword in hand, the weight making his arm bulge, the muscle straining against the linen of his tunic. His body took up the entire entryway.
"May I enter?" he asked, his voice hushed and deep.
"Aye, come in."
He shut the door with a soft click. Mairi's heartbeat pulsed into a gallop, and she watched his dark brows slant inward over serious eyes as he searched the room. Wavy hair matched a cropped beard covering a strong jaw. And his lips ... Mairi wet her own and swallowed against the dryness of her mouth. They were lush, sensuous, and absolutely perfect for kissing. When his gaze rested on her, Mairi inhaled and squared her shoulders.
"I doubt it will sway me, but do what ye've been tasked to do," she said. Her words held indifference, which was a complete farce. She dared any woman to encounter a man of such raw manliness without being affected by the idea of kissing him.
He crossed to the window without a word and looked out at the courtyard, his eyes scanning beyond. "Where is everyone?" he asked.
"At the chapel, I assume," she said, stepping closer. He probably smelled of sweat or ale. She inhaled. Nay. She smelled pine and the sea and fresh air on him.
He turned, and she rubbed her nose to hide the action of sniffing him. His gaze dropped to her as if her nearness surprised him. "We will go," he said.
Mairi sighed. "I won't have Geoff wondering if I would have failed his test, so go ahead." She let her eyes flutter shut and waited.
"Go ahead?" he repeated, and she blinked open.
"Aye," she said, starting to feel foolish. "Kiss me, if ye're going to. Otherwise take me to the chapel."
The only change in the man's devilishly handsome face was a slight rise in his brows, his clear blue-gray eyes widening the smallest amount. Those damnably tempting lips opened and closed, and his gaze drifted to the shut door before returning to her. He stared at her, as if he were delving into her thoughts.
The idea shook Mairi, and she frowned. "Well, if ye're not —"
The man wrapped his hand around her arm, slowly reeling her in with constant, gentle pressure until she had to tip her head back to see his face. He radiated authority and determination, as if he could order the mountains to move, yet chose to hold her instead. Her heart hammered in her chest as he set his hand on her cheek.
"A kiss, and then we go," he murmured, moving his thumb across her jaw. She had time for only a quick inhale as he descended.
Mairi had expected a bruising press of his mouth like Geoff had given her when he'd asked her to wed. But this man's kiss was gentle and warm. With slight pressure, he tipped her head to seal their lips together, moving against her as if tasting an aged whisky. Heat flowed down through Mairi, wiping away all rational thought. Her knees numbed, but the man seemed to accept her weight easily as he held her against his hard body. His height made him loom over her, but Mairi felt safely surrounded by power instead of fearful. Her fingers reached behind his head to feather through his wavy hair. They were still woven in the dark mass when he gently pulled back, ending the most sensuous kiss Mairi had ever experienced. What bloody foolishness was Geoff thinking?
Her traitorous body begged for more, but she stepped back, hands to her flushed skin above her low neckline. The man adjusted himself through his kilt, proving that he too had been affected by the kiss.
"Who are ye?" she asked.
His inhale seemed to help him gain his senses, and he returned to look out the window at the courtyard. "Your escort."
"I mean your name," she said. Could she really go through with wedding Geoff now that she knew such kisses existed? Damn Geoff.
The man turned back to her, an intense hardness to his features. "Alec."
Alec? She didn't know the name. Hadn't she met all Geoff's men at Kilchoan?
Without a word, he grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the door.
"Wait," she said and grabbed the bouquet of pink roses from off the bed as they passed. Although, the word meant more than a simple pause to collect her favorite flowers. Because hadn't she just failed Geoff's test? She dug in her heels, jerking back. "I said wait."
He turned to her. "There's no time."
She huffed. "Something like this can't be rushed. I mean, do ye live here? Why haven't I seen ye before? I don't know if I can —" Her words cut off as his hands encircled her waist. In a fluid motion, as if she weighed no more than a suckling pig, he lifted her, setting her over his shoulder.
"God's ballocks," Mairi cried out and thrashed him on the back with her bouquet, scattering pink petals. "Put me down."
But he didn't comply. Instead, he strode with purpose out through the decorated, vacant, great hall. Her outstretched hand hit the tower of spiced cakes sitting on a table by the exit into the courtyard. Arching upward, she watched them topple. With it came the realization that she was not being taken to the chapel.
"I said put me down." She sucked in sporadic inhales as he carried her slung over one massive shoulder. He pulled his sword as they neared the dogs and lowered her feet to the ground. With a furious look, he raised his sword with the hand that wasn't anchoring her to him. For an instant Mairi wondered if he'd slaughter the dogs, but he sliced through their ropes, freeing them.
"If ye don't walk, I will carry ye," he said.
"Who the bloody hell are ye?" she asked, her rose crown hanging before her eyes. She slapped it back and quickened her steps to prevent him from dragging her. On the other side of the garden gate, in the thick wall surrounding Kilchoan, sat two men on horses in a dense stand of young trees. They wore green plaids, making them hard to spot. A white horse with roses in its mane stood to the side of the pebbled road next to an unconscious man tied to the trunk of an oak. This was definitely not a foolish prank or loyalty test.
She turned to Alec, a thousand questions on her tongue. What was happening? Who was he? "Why did ye kiss me?" fell from her mouth. Of all the questions, she'd chosen the most foolish of them all.
"Ye kissed her?" the warrior with red hair asked, his eyebrow rising high.
The other man scrunched his face. "That wasn't part of the plan."
"The plan changed," Alec said.
"But the plan never changes," red hair said, scratching his chin. "Unless it involves dogs." As if on cue, the three freed dogs ran up to the horses, tails wagging. Some watchdogs they were.
"I can't believe he bloody kissed her," the other man said, a grin spreading across his lips.
Without another word, the large warrior hoisted her up onto his black horse and climbed behind her. He pulled her up against his hard chest. "I have a right to know who is stealing me away," Mairi said, twisting to peer up into his face. A glint sharpened his steely blue-gray eyes. "Who are ye?" she whispered.
Without warning he clicked his tongue, and his horse took off, making her turn forward to grasp the pommel. His lips, the ones that had made her question meeting Geoff at the end of the aisle, came up next to her ear. "I am Alec MacNeil, and ye are Mairi Maclean MacInnes ... my new wife."
Alec had to admit that the idea of wedding the old bastard's widow was growing on him. He knew Mairi MacInnes was young, and she was renowned for her temper and quick wit, but no one had told him that her kisses could sear a man on contact. From her lush curves that had pressed against him, to the intriguing sprinkle of freckles across her narrow nose, and her bonny hazel eyes, everything about her piqued his interest.
"And there was no one there with her?" Kenneth asked, looking behind them as they followed the path they'd ridden in on from the shore. Finally, they'd had a turn of luck. Abducting his enemy's widow was proving much easier than Alec had anticipated.
"I am most certainly not marrying ye," Mairi said. "I'm marrying Geoff MacInnes or I'm ..." She stopped in mid sputter, her bouquet clutched in her hands, smashed against the saddle horn. "Or I'm raising kittens." Her last words came in a near shout, prompting Kenneth to toss him a clean rag.
Alec tried to ignore the soft floral scent coming from her skin and the roses in her hair as he pulled her back to work the rag between her lips. "Then until ye wed me, ye are my prisoner," he said. Mairi fought back with her rose bouquet that had become a thorny mace, twisting to glare at him as she hit him about the head.
"She's a right vicious lady," Kenneth said with the hint of a grin and reached over to yank the bouquet from her hand, tossing it far back into a briar patch. "She drew your blood." He brushed his own cheek to show Alec where a thorn had stung him.
"The hounds are following," Alec's best friend, Ian MacLeod said from up ahead where the dogs dodged the horses.
"MacInnes had them tied in the yard without provisions. I can see their bones and the smaller one has welts on her back. He deserves to lose them," he said, tightening his hold on the slippery woman before him. He leaned closer. "If ye don't sit still, I'll tie ye, stomach down, across the saddle. I'd rather not see Sköll kick your bonny head when he gallops."
Excerpted from "The Wolf of Kisimul Castle"
Copyright © 2017 Heather McCollum.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Marriage and Alec's story was amazing. It was filled with adventure, sweet children you couldn't help but love and a murder mystery that effects them all. Love the series!
Loved every word! Strong characters. Hated for it to end.
Wow!! My favorite so far. What a wonderfully written story with fantastic characters. The series is great and I have loved them all but this one is my favorite!!! What a wonderful author and I look forward to reading her other books. GREAT!!!!!!!!
Loved the details woven to entice curiosity. Kept my interest.
I really enjoyed the Story and character. It was hard to put down, great read!
Well written and fast paste
I really enjoyed this story! Whenever Mairi and Alec were together the chemistry between them was red hot, even when they hated each other! What started out as a story of revenge, turned into a fierce passion and a never ending love story. I really loved watching Mairi interact with Alec's children. I think that it added another aspect to the story that made it that much more enjoyable. I'm really hoping that McCollum is continuing with this series, as I've really enjoyed it.
4.5 Stars Mairi Maclean is kidnapped from her clan the day she’s to wed another by Alec, Chief of the Mac Neil clan of Barra Isle. He plans on stealing her off and make her his wife as revenge against Clan MacInnes, for the murder of his own wife. He’s surprised by Mairi demanding a kiss when he barges in to steal her away (there’s a story behind that). The prospect of marrying Mairi becomes sweeter after the passionate kiss they share, but her attitude towards Alec swiftly changes when she realizes he’s come to haul her off to his island. Mairi is outraged when he demands that she marry him or become his prisoner. Kidnapping would hardly be the way to any woman’s heart, but I was relieved to discover Alec wouldn’t force Mairi to do anything against her will. And hey, this was the 1500’s, so I guess things were a little different back then. Marriages were often entered into as a political alliance, with or without the consent of the woman. But Mairi was no pushover. She dug her heels at the idea, but getting to know Alec softened her up; especially witnessing the love and care he had for his kids. Mairi can’t help the powerful attraction she feels for Alec regardless of how she ended up at Kisimul Castle. I had an open mind about Alec, and he didn’t disappoint. I fell for hard for this soft-hearted warrior and I even liked him a little more than Mairi. Alec had a vulnerable side to him; worried that anyone he loved would leave or be taken from him. He had good reasons to worry. There was a fair bit of tension by the end, Alec’s wife’s murder isn’t all what it seemed, and the mystery behind it ended up bringing danger to the clan! Heather McCollum brought Alec and Mairi to life, made me care about them. I felt their emotions: fear, uncertainty, passion, and love. I do love a good historical romance with a sexy highlander. They’re usually a lot of fun, but I was pleased that The Wolf of Kisimul Castle was more.
The Wolf of Kisimul Castle is book three in the Highland Isles series. I read it as a stand alone and was able to easily enjoy the book. It is a romance that will capture you on page one and keep you hostage right up until the end. Mairi Maclean is set to marry for the second time to further the alliances of her clan. She is a widow of an evil man who left emotional scars on her. She is challenged to kiss a handsome man to assure her desire to marry her groom. When Alec MacNeil comes into her room to kidnap her and make her his wife as an act of revenge, he is mistaken for the man who is supposed to kiss her. Mairi and Alec share an amazing kiss, then she is taken against her will to Kisimul Castle to become Alec's wife. Alec is the widowed father to two children. Mairi's dead husband is believed to have killed Alec's late wife. But kidnapping Mairi and making her his wife has not gone according to plan. He never intended to kiss her and he cannot get that kiss out of his mind, also she is quite feisty and refuses to marry him. As Alec and Mairi get to know one another and Alec gets to see how good Mairi is with his children, he begins to have deep feelings for her. When they begin a physical relationship, both hearts become involved. When Mairi's family comes to rescue her, they see that the feelings between Alec and Mairi are real. Things change when Mairi and his children are put in danger, it makes decisions and feeling much clearer.
A must read book for historical romance lovers! Definitely a highland romance to remember! Revenge does not always go as planned even for the wolf. Mairi is not a shy maiden who will do as he bids. She is a strong character who stands her ground but will the wolf wear her down? What a ride to find out how their HEA will go. It held my attention from the beginning and threw many surprises at you. It made me laugh and cry- and had my thinking about it all day today! It has strong characters, deceit, passion, humor, kilts, and dogs- what's not to love?
This book brought it! Mairi and Alec were like oil and water. But, the sparks between them were electric. I LOVED Mairi's strength and fierce determination! I really like a story with a heroine that won't get cow-eyed or melt into jiggling jello at the first kiss. Mairi had spunk and spice and gave back as good as she got. She didn't back down and definitely tested Alec's patience at every turn. And, once he got over himself and his need for revenge, Alec was quite a likable, sigh-worthy character. McCollum has outdone herself! *I received a complimentary ARC of this book from NetGalley & Entangled Publishing, LLC in order to read and provide a voluntary, unbiased and honest review, should I choose to do so.
So, I’ll just be here…waiting to be carried away by a rugged highlander. I just loved this book! The writing captured me right away. In Heather McCollum's The Wolf of Kisimul Castle, Mairi Maclean is about to be wed when a highlander comes into her room and spirits her away to his cursed fortress. But Mairi is no shrinking violet, and if Alec MacNeil thinks Mairi will just show up at the church like an obedient bride, he’s got another think coming. "Ye free dogs, but bind women?" she asked, inhaling deep draughts of air. "Aye on the dogs. Not usually on the women." Let me start by saying these characters popped right off the page. Mairi’s a widow and she has been through hell. But she’s such a strong character—not only in mind, but in spirit. She kept surprising me by things she’d do or say. Willing, obedient captive, she is not. And yet, there’s something about the clan chief, Alec MacNeil, that just makes her stop and take notice. Gosh, the things this girl does! It was an uproarious journey and battle that slowly develops into something extra. I didn’t want to stop reading. Then there’s Alec MacNeil himself. Total swoon material. He tries so hard to be this “captor,” he truly does. Alec’s a single dad and after the murder of his wife, he’s in the market for a new one. That, and no woman dares step foot into the fortress everyone considers cursed. But he’s got Mairi now. He just needs to find a way to keep her… There was so much humor and wit packed into this delightful novel. I was so invested. I think my favorite side characters, too, have to be Alec’s children. Be prepared to be charmed and to lose a little bit of your heart to them. There’s also another part of the plot that opens up too, and nothing was taking me away from this story. I’m going to go back and read the rest of the Highland Isles series because I’m addicted. A new go-to author for me for a sweet and sexy highland romance.
when mairi maclean is kidnapped on her wedding day she's understandably upset. it's not that she was all that excited about marrying greg mcinnes. but it has been her choice. being kidnapped puts her on the no power end of things. and when alec macneil informs her that he intends to make her his bride, she's decidedly noncompliant. but for a kidnapper alec is not all that comfortable with the idea of forcing someone to do something against their will. marrying mairi would solve a whole host of problems for alec. for one, the mclean clan won't be out for blood. for another, his kids need someone to mother them. and he's also so damnably lonely. he might be the wolf of kisimul castle, but he's also a man. and mairi is beautiful, but more than that, she is kind and she is challenging. and knowing her has changed his entire perspective on things. in some ways it's as if she releases him from a self-imposed prison. she is the first person to recognize the loneliness in him, maybe because she is guilty of the same stubbornness that he is. it almost derails things, that stubbornness. neither of them is willing to give in, they are both too proud, too steadfast in their beliefs, in what they believe their duty to be. it's not until they are forced to face the strength of those convictions that they are able to see that maybe there is another way. love will always give you another way if you want it enough. this is the kind of sweeping, epic scottish romance that i love. there is drama and thrills outside of the romance, which i love because enjoy it when the characters recognize their feelings early on and never doubt them. external obstacles can always be overcome and watching true love beat all is why i read romance novels. **the wolf of kisimul castle will publish on august 14, 2017. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/entangled publishing (scandalous) in exchange for my honest review.
Mairi MacLean is a widow, who is about to be married again. But a man appears, Alec MacNeil and sweeps her away. This is a very exciting story. I was caught in the first page and could not put it down. There is murder, mayhem, betrayal and all kinds of evil floating around. Alec takes her to Kisimul Castle, which is a small isle. There Mairi and Alec must withstand the trails that come their way. It was fun, sad and a little scary for the people involved. There is a couple of racy parts. I loved this book and was so glad I got the chance to read it. This the first time I have perused this author. The author is marvelous and wrote a story that is engaging and well worth the time to read. I received a copy from Net Galley and voluntarily reviewed this book.
I really loved this book ! A bride for a bride. Alec McNeil had revenge on his mind when he kidnapped Mairi Maclean. The lonely highlander found his perfect match in fiesty spitfire Mairi. I adored this charming couple and the quick witted banter that flew between them, and Alec's children were adorable. This was a very romantic story that had everything it needed to keep me captivated. The characters were amazing and the plot was emotional. It even had a couple of twists and some suspense. The author delivered a wonderfully written romance that has me looking forward to more of her books.
I was hooked on this historical read from beginning to end. The story is fast paced with loads of suspense and drama. Mairi is kidnapped and Alec is set on revenge. The chemistry between Mairi and Alex is great and the cast of characters is great. I loved it!
'The Wolf of Kisimul Castle by Heather McCollum is Book Three in the "Highland Isles" series. This is the story of Mairi Maclean and Alec MacNeil. I have read the other book in this series (and LOVED THEM!) but feel this can easily be a standalone book. Mari first marriage was for family alliance, which turned out very bad. Mari first husband was an older and hateful man. Whose son mistreated her when he was away. But now her husband is dead and she has returned to her brother. Tor Maclean (who we met in the first book). But now Mari has willing agreed to marry again for family alliances but this time she thinks that it a safe choice. But she is taken by Alec before she can marry. Alec has two children who are left with no mother after Mairi husband killed his wife, In addition, the clan and neighboring towns people feel that his Castle is cursed. So most of the house workers are gone and the Castle is falling apart inside. So Alec thinks a Wife For a Wife and takes Mairi. But Mairi is a headstrong women who isn't easily talked into going along with his command of Marriage. I so enjoyed this book and this series! Ms. McCollum has a way to make you feel apart of the story. I love watching Mairi build a relationship with the kids who were sad and neglected. Mari truly became the heart of Kisimul Castle! I also love with you have such great secondary characters that you hope you will see more of them soon in another story!! Just Loved it!! Highland Isles:, Book 1: The Beast of Aros Castle , Book 2: The Rogue of Islay Isle, Book 3: The Wolf of Kisimul, "My honest review is for a special copy I voluntarily read.
Heather McCollum has done it again, my fellow Scottish romance book-loving friends. Book 3, The Wolf of Kisimul Castle, was just as intriguing and engaging as the previous two books in her Highland Isles series. Honestly, I can’t think of a single thing I didn’t love about this romantic tale. Alec, the hero, played his role perfectly as the lone wolf, widowed laird struggling to raise two children in a mostly abandoned castle many claim to be cursed. Surprisingly his knucklehead act of revenge backfired in a verra surprising way. Mairi, the feisty, sassy heroine, may have been the captive here, but she certainly soon captured Alec’s lonesome heart. Yeah, this bonny lass gave as good as she got. She constantly kept him on his toes and wondering what she was bloody well up to next. I loved her feistiness, kind heartedness, and willingness to put her life on the line to save those she loved. She also gets a high five from me for holding out until the halfway mark before becoming intimate with him. If you haven’t read the previous books, well, I suggest you get right on that. Cameo appearances of main characters from those books appear in this one and add to the sense of family and drama as a heated, intense, life threatening scenario unfolds near the end. Overall, I give this one a loud wolf whistle and a big round of applause for being so delightfully entertaining, folks. Here’s to hoping you’ll feel the same. Title: The Wolf of Kisimul Castle, Series: Highland Isles (Book 3), Author: Heather McCullom, Pages: 229, stand-alone but part of a series, alpha good guy hero who gets got up in revenge, sassy heroine who stands up for herself, a touch of Scottish brogue, some violence, intense life-threatening situation. Book 1 - The Beast of Aros Castle, (Tor and Ava), Pages: 266, 2/20/17 Book 2 - The Rogue of Islay Isle, (Cullen and Madeleine), Pages: 238, 5/15/17 Book 3 - The Wolf of Kisimul Castle (Mairi and Alec), Pages: 229, 8/14/17 (This review is based on an advanced reader copy distributed via NetGalley in exchange for a fair review. No compensation was provided to this reviewer, nor is there any affiliation between the reviewer and author/publisher/NetGalley. )
The Wolf of Kisimul Castle by Heather McCollum Highland Isles Series #3 Another stellar story from Heather McCollum! I loved Mairie and Alec and the story of their wooing. That first scene, the kiss, the kidnapping and along the way saving a few dogs…all in the name of revenge – a bride for a bride – right – that is what Alec thinks as he kidnaps Mairie and steals her away on her wedding day taking her to Kisimul Castle with plans to take her as his wife. The introduction was superb. Meeting Alec’s friends, family and children a delight and the interaction Mairie has with each person she meets always entertaining. Alec and Mairie do eventually begin to like one another and their relationship heats up but with her family looking for her, a baddie on the prowl, intrigue and an impostor creating trouble it is not easy sailing for either hero or heroine. What was once considered cursed by some is found to be the heart of Kisimul by another and to that person it becomes a haven rather than a prison. With the love Alec and Mairie feel for one another only good things are foreseen for them, Alec’s son and daughter and the MacNeil Clan. Thank you to NetGalley and Entangled Publishing for the ARC – This is my honest review. 5 Stars