Will Wyatt has always played the part of pirate, but now he's a fish out of water in the Highlands of Scotland. With a bounty on his head, he's laying low by helping his sister and a troop of abandoned children journey to a new home. He didn't count on a spunky Highland lass stealing his breath after he steals a kiss.
Jonet Montgomery has longed for a chivalrous knight her whole young life. Instead she found herself wed to a cheating scoundrel and left a widow. Giving up on love, Jonet turned to helping the orphaned children of her clan, but when a lusty, silver-tongued rogue opens a crack in Jonet's routine life, she's tempted by his offer to taste adventure of the most pleasurable kind.
Will's heart of gold shines through despite his infamous past, making Jonet risk her reputation once again. But can she possibly be enough woman to keep this sexy pirate from straying? With her past embarrassment haunting her, she risks more than just her reputation this time. She risks her heart.
The Highland Hearts series can be read out of order, but is best enjoyed in order.
Highland Hearts reading order:
#1 Captured Heart
#2 Tangled Hearts
#3 Untamed Hearts
#4 Crimson Heart
#5 Highland Heart
About the Author
Heather McCollum is an award winning, historical paranormal romance writer. She earned her B.A. in Biology, much to her English professor's dismay, and was a 2009 Golden Heart Finalist.
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 hero&3 kids in the wilds of suburbia on the mid-Atlantic coast. www.HeatherMcCollum.com.
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A Highland Hearts Novella
By Heather McCollum, Theresa Marie Cole
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Scottish Highlands – 1 May 1536
Will Wyatt, dashing pirate, rescuer of stolen children, next in line to captain the ship Queen Siren, sat dismally on the jolting seat of the open wagon as it rolled through another glade of spring flowers and tall grass. He watched Dory, his adopted sister, ride horseback before the Highlander, her new husband, Ewan Brody. The two of them whispering, laughing, and kissing rather turned his stomach.
"Enough, you two!" he groused. "There are children back here who don't need to see that." Three of them. Dory made a face at him and continued to laugh at something Ewan said against her ear.
"I think they are sweet," the twelve-year-old girl named Margery said and scooted a little closer on the wagon seat. It was obvious the child had had a crush on Will ever since she'd boarded the ship with Dory when they escaped from London.
A snort came from the boy, Stephen. He leaned forward to look between them, leaving the four-year-old girl, Charissa, sleeping in the back of the wagon. "I agree with Will," Stephen said and spit over the side. He'd been surly ever since the slave-trading ship he'd been living on was blown to pieces by Dory's magical lightning bolts.
Bloody hell, if only I had her skill, Will thought. He'd gather a storm cloud right over the sickeningly kissy couple and drench them.
"They've been acting sweet on each other since we left port," Stephen added.
"That's what people in love do," Margery said and looked down her little nose at him as if he were a toddler instead of a boy about her own age.
Will stared out at the never-ending green hills and mountains. He'd never heard so many blasted chirping birds in his whole life. "Bloody racket," he murmured and watched the brown sparrows fly between the trees. Granted, he'd been at sea for the better part of his twenty-four years, but even at port most were gulls and scavenging ravens. These little swoopers twittered along like they were the happiest damn birds on earth.
Dory pointed one out, seemingly mesmerized by its song. She looked honestly blissful. Aye, she'd be happy here in the Highlands. He frowned and ignored the pang of loss.
Dory had been raised as his sister, and although at one time he'd tried to kiss her, she'd made it painfully clear that she thought of him only as a brother. But losing any family member was hard, and the crew of the Queen Siren was definitely a family, with Captain Bartholomew Wyatt acting as their chief and father. Aye, part of Will's grumpiness was that he already missed her. He huffed. But she's damned happy.
He'd rather have said his farewell back at the port along the Scottish coast, but Captain Bart had ordered him to lay low for a few months since there was a substantial bounty on Will's head. He'd been seen aiding Dory's escape from London. The two of them and Ewan were all considered enemies of the English crown. So Will would keep quiet with them up here at Druim. With King Henry VIII busy accusing his second queen of adultery and courting Jane Seymour, he wouldn't care enough about them to send troops to search. On the other hand, if Will stayed with the Queen Siren, he'd have to remain hidden onboard at every port for a long while. Nay, it was best to take a little break from the sea.
He inhaled fully and begrudgingly enjoyed the fragrant breeze. So sweet, free of the human waste and brine smell that infused every port. But still it was hard to relax in such a foreign landscape. Who knew what lurked in the forest? He'd even heard that wolves roamed free in the Highlands. Sharks circling the hull, he'd dealt with before, but wolves on the very ground he road over ... He'd have to ask Ewan the best part of the beast to hit to fell it.
The tall pines and old growth trees thinned, making it easier to slip between them until a wide, sunny stretch could be seen beyond.
"Just ahead," Ewan yelled back and pulled Dory into him. He pushed his horse into a run. Dory gave a little scream that tumbled into laughter as they tore through the trees out onto another moor.
Margery strained to see between the thick trunks. "I see it! The castle Druim!" She was nearly bouncing off the seat.
"Druim," the little one in the back echoed sleepily.
"We're almost there," Stephen told her.
Will concentrated on guiding the two shaggy horses they'd bought from a farmer at the coast and broke out onto the moor. Life at sea hadn't taught him a thing about controlling the beasts.
The sun slanted down between fast-moving clouds that bordered on gray. Ewan and Dory raced on their horse across the huge meadow, weaving in and out of yellow gorse bushes. A village spread out at the far end of the clearing with a towering castle and three mountains behind it.
"God's balls," Will swore beneath his breath at the pristine majesty of it all, making Margery giggle. She still bounced in her seat as her head swiveled all around. They plodded out into the open, the horses picking their way around the low boulders and stepping over clumps of peat. Everything was huge: immense sky, heaven-reaching peaks, and a wide, open field like a sea of spring flowers. The castle, made of gray stone, looked formidable, built to weather the elements and the warring tribes of Scots. Yet the sprawling, little village before it and the people moving about off to the side made the scene look like some fairie kingdom of old.
"It's a fair! Look!" Margery pointed as she stood, balancing in the seat. She squealed. "I've never been to a fair when I wasn't having to pick pockets."
Will squinted against the bright sun that pierced down as the clouds blew off. Children chased each other across the field, and a tall mast stuck in the ground. Girls held ribbons and performed a dance around it.
"It's a maypole!" Margery yelled. Will thought she'd jump off the wagon right there and start running to it.
"What's a maypole?" Stephen asked.
Will gripped Margery's hand and tugged her back down to the seat. "No falling off. We'll get there soon enough." As if sensing a finish line, the two horses trotted faster, jouncing the seats of the wagon so hard he nearly crack his teeth.
Margery turned in her seat. "A maypole is put up on May Day, and ladies and girls decorate it with ribbons and flowers. It's to welcome summer and pray for a bountiful year. It must be May first."
"Sounds about right," Will said as they continued on. Far off to the right, several men stood around while one hit what looked like a small ball with a thin, curved stick, sending it flying over the field. To the left stood four bales of hay stuck with arrows. An obviously pregnant woman let loose an arrow that pierced the target right in the center. A hulking Scot, who looked very familiar, swooped her up and turned in a circle while she laughed. The others nearby cheered.
Ewan and Dory had reached the celebrating couple and dismounted. Ewan kissed the woman and clapped the man on the back. Aye, it was Caden Macbain, chief of the Macbain clan and Ewan's almost brother. The woman must be his expectant wife, Meg, who was related by blood and magic to Dory. Will watched the two talk and then the large-bellied woman pulled Dory into a hug.
Will chuckled as Dory stiffened before she put her arms around Meg in return. Aye, coming here would be an adjustment for his almost sister. These people, this land, none of it was familiar.
Most of the villagers seemed to be moving in Dory's direction with Ewan getting knocked around in celebration. "Hmph, I guess Ewan does have people who like him," he said.
"Of course he does," Margery replied and frowned at him. "Master Brody is amazing."
Will smiled at the defensive tone. "Aye, you and my sister definitely think so, though I've seen a lot of amazing things, little one." He decided to leave it at that, as most of the things he'd seen were nothing for a child to hear about. He pulled the wagon to a stop near the group.
"Margery, Charissa, Stephen," Dory called, "come down to meet Lady Meg. You, too, Will."
Will stood up, stretching to his full height, and let his gaze roam over the milling crowd. They looked cleaner than most, which didn't mean much, as most of the people he saw lived rather poorly in ports at Tortuga and Port Royal. And there were quite a number of sweet-looking ladies, but just as many frowning papas. All the men wore the Scot's kilt. He jumped down from the wagon and walked up to shake Caden's hand. This warrior was as strong as Ewan but with a grimmer countenance.
Caden nodded to him and glanced at the pregnant, smiling lady beside him. "My wife."
Will nodded to her. "Nice to meet you, m'lady."
"Meg. Please, just Meg. And welcome to our little Mayday festival." She looked at Ewan. "What a perfect time for you to arrive. There's food and games." She looked at the children. "I'm sorry, are you all too tired?"
"Nay!" Margery yelled and then lowered her voice. "I think a festival would be wonderful."
A rumble of a laugh came from Caden. "Well then, feel free to wonder. Just stay within the clearing. Ye don't want to get lost in the forests." He jerked his head behind him to indicate three looming mountains.
Will noticed Stephen studying them and moved over to the boy. "Not a drop of sea anywhere," Stephen grumbled.
Will smiled. "Odd, isn't it?" The boy nodded. Charissa tugged Stephen's hand. "Watch her, lad," Will said as the little girl pulled him toward the polished tree tied with ribbons. Stephen frowned, but Will knew he'd watch out for the little girl as he always had. Hopefully her bubbly happiness would help the boy over his poor outlook.
Will walked amongst the running children toward a table that had been set up with ale, bread, and cheese seasoned with green onions. He reached his arms overhead to relieve the stiffness from the two-day wagon ride. A chorus of giggles caught his attention. Three tasty-looking maids whispered nearby as they watched him. He let a slow grin melt along his lips. "Hello," he said.
One of them babbled quickly in the Scot's language, and they ran off. Hmm ... Did no one speak English here besides Caden and his wife?
"Na pògan!" called over the din. Will turned to see two young women standing behind another table. One was blonde. The one with dark, long waves of hair spoke a laughing line of Gaelic out into the crowd of men before her. Her tresses were black as a moonless night, the sun catching in the length like streaking stars. Slender arms waved in the air, hawking whatever it was she was selling. Men chuckled and elbowed each other, and she clapped her hands on her cheeks as if she couldn't believe what they were saying, though she grinned heartily. She held up a parchment and a quill filled with ink. No sweetmeats or cakes sat before her. Whatever she was selling, Will was buying.
He joined the small crowd of men. She spoke more in Gaelic, her merry glance scanning the crowd. Her gaze stopped when she met his. Her eyes were a bluish shade of green. Long lashes fell on creamy skin as she blinked, and then her gaze dropped down his length as if she were assessing him. Assessing him? God's teeth! He shouldered his way up through the crowd where one man had taken up the quill and marked his name on the parchment. The man then pointed at the raven-haired beauty, and she pulled her attention away from Will to smile on the lad.
Bending forward, she puckered her lips. The crowd erupted in merriment and comments, most of which he couldn't understand.
"Make it good, Fergus!" one called out. Will recognized him as Donald, one of the men who'd helped to rescue Dory and Ewan from London. "No kissing, Ann!" Donald shouted, and the girl with lighter hair frowned at him while the crowd booed.
The man named Fergus bent in and kissed Green Eyes right on the lips for a good count of five, though there didn't seem to be much heat in it. The group cheered, and another man jumped up to sign his name on the sheet.
She straightened and smiled, right at Will. "A kiss for a day of work," she said in accented English. He liked the way her lips smiled on the S, drawing out the last part of kiss like a soft hiss. "To help remake a house for the orphans." She let her gaze fall out over the crowd as the man who'd signed last kissed the other girl, and the waiting men cheered. "A good cause," she said in English and then switched to Gaelic.
Her eyes strayed back over to Will. "All strong lads wanted. Just one day's work for a sweet kiss."
"Since I can't kiss my sister," Donald yelled, "I'll take a sweet kiss from ye, Jonet." He stepped up and inked the parchment. "I'd planned to help ye with the orphanage anyway." He winked at her and leaned in for a kiss. She pulled back after the crowd counted to five. Donald grabbed the quill and signed his name again, his cheeks flushing. "I'll take another of those."
"No hogging Jonet," Ann said next to her and took her friend's place to produce a turned cheek for her brother to kiss, much to the amusement of the watchers. Will grinned at Donald's exaggerated smooch on his sister's cheek and then one on her forehead. "That will be two more days of work, Donald," she called when he backed up. "A total of three." He threw his hands up in defeat and moved away.
The line to sign the parchment was ten deep, and Will got into the back of it. Donald shook his hand and introduced him to several sturdy-looking men with impressive scars. They seemed likeable enough and spoke fairly understandable English. He stepped forward as the line moved, his gaze straying back to the girl name Jonet. His breath caught as he connected with those eyes, again looking right at him. She whispered something to her friend without breaking the connection, and the blonde followed her gaze. Will let a slow grin roll onto his face, one that made the wenches in port practically melt at his feet. A subtle blush came to Jonet's cheeks, and she looked down to answer the smile of the next lad in front of her.
Will frowned, suddenly wanting to punch the fool lad who kissed her soundly. Three remained in line before him. He watched Jonet as she took a sip off her mug and chewed a bit of mint. A man rattled off a cutting phrase in Gaelic, and the last lad kissing her turned bright red.
The devil, he needed to learn this language. He already knew French and Latin and a few words from some of the islands in the Caribbean, but he'd never even thought to learn the Scot's Gaelic.
Jonet kept her gaze away from him until he stepped up. Instead of grabbing the quill, he fished around in the leather bag he had strapped across his chest. He lobbed the pure gold sovereign into the air with a flick of his thumb. It cracked starkly against the wooden table and spun on its end, whirling.
"What can I get for this?" he asked softly, his voice a low rumble meant to coax a rush of heat through a woman. The gold coin wobbled and finally flattened.
She pinkened but held her saucy grin. "Just trading for kisses."
He was already close, close enough to smell the early spring flowers in the wreath on her glossy hair. "Then I'm trading for a kiss," he said low. He'd kissed a hundred women, knew just how to touch, how to stroke. She'd likely swoon from his talent.
Will closed the distance over the narrow table. He slid his hand through the heavy mass of ebony to gently hold her nape as his lips met hers. Mint and warmth and sweet, sweet woman. With a nudge, he slanted her face so that they slid against each other, deepening the kiss. She made a small mewing sound in the back of her throat and opened her lips a crack. It was all he needed.
Will's strategic assault escalated as he tentatively tasted her mouth with his tongue. Would she flee? Instead, the woman opened more, inviting him in, touching him, returning the erotic kiss. Sultry heat coursed through him like flowing fire. The world disappeared as a whirlpool of sensation flooded him. He hauled her closer until she molded against his chest, and still they kissed. Her curves pressed against his hard torso. He could feel her warmth through the thin linen of his partly unlaced shirt.
The hoots from behind him were lost in the sound of his own blood rushing in his ears. He was only half-aware of the lighter-haired girl tugging on Jonet, and slowly, as if gliding up through warm, summer water off an island coast, Will surfaced and broke the kiss.
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***Received from Entangled Publishing for an honest review*** (This is a short story/novella. This review is not based on story length but story content as length has very little to do with how much I enjoy a book.) Years aboard a ship haven't prepared Will Wyatt for what he discovers as he hides out in the Highlands of Scotland: a dark haired Highland lass with blue-green eyes, creamy white skin, and the most kissable lips he'd ever seen. He trades a kiss for a day's worth of work helping build a house for orphans, but ends up giving her more than a kiss. Jonet Montgomery doesn't know what to make of the pirate she kissed. He's a devil, alright, from his dark hair to blue eyes, roguish smile and wicked body. The kiss they shared was more than a kiss, but she's been hurt by her late-husband and she won't be made a fool by another man who can't keep himself tucked in. But Will's after more than one night of pleasure with Jonet. It's obvious there's more to her than meets the eye, and he'll do everything he can to ensure she understands he's not like her late-husband. There's magic in the Highlands, not just lightning being called down or people being healed with just a touch. The magic between Will and Jonet is more primal, more base, and so much more enticing than all the other magic combined. Why? Because Will accomplishes what no one else in Druim can: he heals Jonet's heart with his love, his touch, and his loyalty. That was incredible to watch because it meant so much to Jonet to know that Will was hers and only hers. And Will... Well, the natural-born seaman who didn't believe he'd find a place on land found a home and a woman to love.
Another wonderful story that is well paced. It was great to meet up with old friends in a new adventure. Jonet and Will 's story was a coming of age for both of them ,feelings of helplessness and abandonment. Very well done.Look forward to the next book .
This was an excellent adventure with Jonet and Will, plus all the other favorite highlanders and a pirate or two. I loved the previous stories for this series and this book did not disappoint either.
Not my favorite story
Worth your tme and money. Off to read Tangled Heart...WOW.. A novel....about time. To many short stories in this series.
What's a pirate to do in the Scottish Highlands? He's going to find love and rescue children from servitude. Will Wyatt is up for the task. He is attracted to Jonet Montgomery. She is a widow but she is vulnerable because of the pain she endured during her marriage. Will they both find what they need? Untamed Hearts is part of the Highland Hearts series. It is a wonderful story filled with memorable characters, heart stopping romance and plenty of drama. The setting adds to the story as do glimpses of previous characters. I love Heather McCollum's well plotted stories. She is an excellent writer who makes you care about her characters.
A fun read, with highlanders, pirates, children and widows. Will and Jonet are bringing the children to a new home, and fall in love along the way. Will is not sure if he can live on land after a lifetime of being on the sea. Jonet learns to trust again.
Jonet is a highland lass who had her self confidence shattered by her first husband. She meets Will a self assured sea pirate who has the ladies falling all over him. Jonet finds more to Will than the eye can see and finds herself falling in love with him, but she struggles to forget the past to move on to the future. Can Will give up the sea, the one thing he has ever known. This is a great book. The author does a great job making the characters real and you feel for their struggles. I was given a free copy of this book for my honest review.
This novella is book 2.5 in the Highland Hearts series. Will Wyatt, a known pirate, is hanging out in Scotland with his sister until there is no longer a bounty on his head. Trying to find his way in this new place, he never expects to meet a woman like Jonet Montgomery. He is instantly smitten after a stolen kiss. Jonet Montgomery has been looking for her knight in shining armor and never thought he would come in the form of a pirate. Having been wed to a cheating husband, she does not want to get hurt again. But even with all the warnings from others about Will's reputation, she just can't seem to stay away from him. When the highland clan must seek shelter with a neighboring clan, Will leads Jonet on a wild adventure. Can she keep herself from getting hurt again or will she let her past haunt her forever? Having read the other stories in the Highland Hearts series, this story took a different turn. The other stories focused on women that had healing powers and the threats that those powers came with. Although the story included those women as supporting characters, that theme didn't play as big of a part of this story as it did the others. Both the H/H in this story were featured in previous stories and it was nice to see them get their HEA. They have each been hurt earlier in their lives, so they needed to find someone who understood that hurt to be able to really connect. This was a great novella which visited favorites from the previous novels and hints as to what is to come in the next book. I can't wait for the next book in the series, Crimson Heart, which will feature Searc Munro. Thanks go to Entangled Publishing via NetGalley for a copy of the book in exchange of an honest review.
Untamed Hearts was an enjoyable short read with pirates and Highlanders! Will Wyatt is not your normal pirate. He's one of a diversified company who rescue children from a life of servitude. He, himself, was one of those saved children years ago when he was rescued from a certain life of servitude from a slave trade boat. After a particularly successful run garnering multiple children, Will must take refuge for a while on land until the hunt for him dies down. To that end, he has taken on the task of escorting the children to their new home in the Scottish Highlands. That's where he meets Jonet Montgomery at a kissing booth of all places! Oh my... Will can KISS! I absolutely loved Will... he was capable, gentle, strong... just the perfect, swoon-worthy man. Jonet Montgomery had been married young into a loveless arrangement. Her husband had recently died and she has made her life work taking care of the children of the clan. She wants to convert an abandoned dwelling in the village into a home for the children but it needs a new roof and other improvements. Jonet and her friend devote themselves to raising funds via a kissing booth. They expected chaste kisses but someone forgot to tell Will... Jonet was a strong woman with a good heart. She definitely deserved better than the hand that her life had been dealt. I love my Highlanders and I love books that take me to those ancient landscapes. This book can certainly be enjoyed as a stand-alone, but, in hindsight, IF I were reading it for the 1st time, I would take the time to read the previous books first. I think it would have increased my enjoyment of this novella. I do plan to go back and read the previous books when I have a chance. I enjoyed the author's writing and the captivating atmosphere she wove in the pages of this tale. Very good! 4 Stars!
A Must Read Series. Rating: 4 1/2 stars I received a copy of this book from the Entangled Publishing and the author in exchange for an honest review. I was not compensated in any way. Will Wyatt is a pirate that’s helping his sister and brother-in-law. Jonet Montgomery has an interesting way to get men to help out on a very worthy cause. Heather does such a great job with her descriptions that you almost feel as if you are in the Highlands along with the characters. There’s a wedding that had me wishing that I were a participant. At the very least I will need to add a trip to Scotland to my bucket list. If you want to know more about the couple that got married, make sure to read Tangled Hearts. What’s great about a series is that you get to like them and are happy to see when they make another appearance somewhere else. This novella is a great follow-up to book two. Jonet and Will’s story can be read as a stand-alone but I’m hoping that it will give you the incentive to go back and read the other books in this series (if you haven’t already). There are characters from other books that make an appearance here and what better way to get to know them but to go back and read their story. Being historical, this story reminds the reader that it was always the woman’s fault if there were any problems. It does make me wonder how the men would cope in today’s world. And it made me glad that times have changed. This story also shows that a woman could find love and not all men are jerks. I was disappointed once I got to the end but I’m looking forward to the next book in this series, Crimson Heart, coming out in May.
This was a great read with a bit of everything in it. There was romance, there was suspense, there was action, there was a bit of magic, and, most importantly, there was one swoon-worthy pirate named Will Wyatt. I just loved Will and Jonet. From their first kiss, which was off the charts steamy, to their playful banter, it was so easy to see that these two were meant for each other. Will was everything you would want in a man – sexy as sin, romantic, sweet, wonderful with the children, and hot as all get-out between the sheets – and did I mention he was a pirate?!! Jonet needed someone just like Will to help her learn to live and love again, and I loved how she went after what she wanted. Although she carried insecurities from her past relationship, she was willing to take a chance with Will to help her move past those insecurities. I loved the fact that they didn’t play games with each other, they just told the other what they wanted and went for it. I haven’t read the other books in the series, but was able to jump right into this one and keep up with the story line. There were some references to things that have happened in earlier books, but nothing that detracted from this story at all (and as a matter of fact, those references just made me want to go back and read the earlier installments in this series!) Even though this was a novella, there was an awful lot packed into the story and it didn’t leave me hanging at the end. I look forward to reading more from Heather McCollum! I received a copy of the book from the publisher for an honest review.
A short and sweet and absolutely lovely read, Untamed Hearts was a wonderful historical romance novella. I loved this book! It was a delightfully romantic, truly enjoyable romance. Both Jonet and Will were lovely characters. Jonet was a strong-willed, likable character. Because of her life with her first husband, she was very self-conscious, but she was also determined not to let all that unpleasantness keep her from being happy. Will was adorable. He was so charming and sweet and impossible not to love. I absolutely adored him. The romance was both sweet and spicy. Jonet and Will were so lovely together. I really liked the fact that they didn't try to deny their feelings, though they weren't sure how to act on them. And, the chemistry between them was very hot. Tons of steaminess with these two. I thought they were a perfect couple. The plot was fast paced and I was hooked the entire way through. This book managed to pack a lot for a novella, which I really liked. All the characters still felt deep and the story still manged to fully engage me. I really enjoyed the story and the ending was wonderful. Untamed Hearts was a fantastic historical romance read. I really loved this wonderful book. Romance lovers, this is a book you'll definitely want to read. *I received a complimentary copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review
This book is a good read. Jonet and Will story is you can't always take to heart what people say about one other because it can be bias and to follow what your heart tells you.