On Highland Time

By Lexi Post

337 pages

Publication: May 28th 2018

By Entangled Publishing, LLC

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On Highland Time

For fans of sexy Scottish Highlanders who know how to treat

a woman like a lady.

When someone changes history, affecting the future, Diana

Montgomery, the most experienced agent of Time Weavers,

Inc., travels back to 1306 Scotland to change it back. Her

mission, to find the culprit and ensure a minor clan chief dies

in battle as he originally had.

Diana is well-prepared to infiltrate the small MacPherson

clan. What she’s not prepared for is Torr MacPherson, the

ruggedly handsome warrior with a kind heart and a steadfast

loyalty—the Laird she’s supposed to ensure dies.

Holly Hell that was a freaking awesome book! This is an

amazing story set in our time and medieval Scotland. And

was so well-written and thought out. I so love historical

romance but throw in sifi and I am in love.

This is Diana and Torr's story. Diana is a time weaver and it

is her job to set history back to rights when a disruptor

changes it. This is truly in wonderful story with history and

sci-fi thrown in. Now Diana has trouble back to 13th century

Scotland to set right a death that should have occurred.

A death that has dire consequences for Scotland, if she does

not succeed on her mission. But once she meets the

wonderful Scottish laird she is taken by the man. and the

harder she tries not to fall for it seems the closer they

become. So much so she does the unthinkable when it

comes time for his death. No she has to figure out a way to

save him. or be separated by Time Forever. This is a

wonderful love story and just the first book in the series

I cannot wait to read more.

Now before I ruin this for you I will leave off here. I hope you

enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this book,

please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like it

when you do; they value your opinions too.

Torr took her reaction in stride and began a tender assault on her neck.

She pushed against him, and he allowed her a little space. She was grateful because despite her training, she doubted she could do much to take down such a huge man, especially if she didn’t want to hurt him. But he kept his arms about her waist.

“What is it, lass?”

It was everything. She wanted to cry and laugh at the impossible situation she found herself in, even as her body shivered with a growing need. She simply shook her head and tried to step back, but he held her with gentle strength.

Didn’t he understand? She needed to put more space between them, in so many ways. Her breaths came quickly, her body flushed from the desire he’d ignited. A desire she never remembered experiencing before. She closed her eyes and tried to think of the rolling mountains beyond the castle walls, but they faded quickly and instead she envisioned Torr, cupping her breasts.

She snapped open her eyes to find him staring at her, a crooked grin on his face.

“I want ye, Diana. Ye have a fire in ye that calls me like the spring sun to the seedling.”

Oh, Shakespeare, now he was a poet, too? She couldn’t do this. He was due to die… She had to find the Disruptor… She had to—

His deep voice soothed her. “I understand. Life here at Gealach is new and strange, and I have possibly presumed too much, too soon. “Ye miss yer clan, do ye not?”

She didn’t say anything. His kindness causing a lump to form in her throat. His warm, big body so close to hers with the scent of leather and the clean smell from his bath was so primitively male, he had her feeling safe, protected.

He pulled her body against his again. Instead of feeling physical attraction, she wanted to simply snuggle in. Hesitantly, she let her head fall against his shoulder.

As they stood there, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm beneath her cheek, memories of her dad doing the same calmed her. When she’d done poorly on a test, not made the volleyball team, or when she was dumped by her first boyfriend in ninth grade, dad had held her just like this. Torr would make a good father…except he was destined to die.

She stiffened. Did Torr have any children after the Disruptor saved him? He deserved children.

He reacted to her body language and stroked her back. “I know it is hard. I too have lost many of my family.”

She pulled back to look at his face, anxious to hear what he’d reveal.

“Unlike ye, I didn’t know my mother. She died shortly after Kerr was born. Five sons took too much out of her. But my brothers and my father made a family.”

She put her hand on his chest, feeling the sadness behind his words. This man deserved comfort more than she did. He had endured so much, and yet still offered more to others.

He covered her hand with his and sighed. “The war has taken all but Kerr from me. Him and the few left in our wee clan. I’m glad ye joined us. I hope ye will eventually feel this is yer home.” His inner sadness called to her in a different way from his persuasive sexual advances. In that moment, he touched her heart.

“I’m sure I will. It is the only home I have now.” She grimaced inside at such a bald-faced lie.