The romance is scintillating and moving, enhanced by fast-paced suspense. Readers will admire plucky Akira, who, despite her poverty, is fiercely independent and is determined to be no man’s mistress. However, Geordie is divorced and cannot remarry. On an island in Michigan’s Great Massasauga Swamp, herbalist Hermine Herself Zook tends to 11-year-old granddaughter Dorothy, nicknamed Donkey, who was abandoned by a mother as intimated as the residents of nearby Whiteheart by Herself. The more time they spend together, the more their attraction builds. Reluctantly, he takes Akira with him so that she can continue her healing efforts and avoid questioning by the redcoats. Geordie is intent on returning to his home in the Highlands, from which safe haven he may prove his innocence. Geordie is being pursued by the English redcoats, who believe that he participated in a battle to usurp the crown. When Geordie, Duke of Gordon, is injured on the battlefield at Hoord Moor, Roma healer Akira Ayres finds him and helps remove a musket ball from his leg. As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.Jarecki’s first Lords of the Highlands romance takes the reader on a journey to early-18th-century Scotland following the doomed Jacobite revolution.

Warning: not responsible for lost or ripped bodices. But, when injured in a battle he should not have been at, he needs the help of a local healer, Akira. Because of the political climate at the time, the Duke of Gordon has to hide his support for King James III.

Try not to get hung up on the historical details. The Highland Duke is a historical romance with one of my favorite tropes, the secret identity. Hot, over-the-top, alpha af, and WILDLY historically inaccurate. When Akira Ayres finds the brawny Scot with a musket ball in his thigh. He tells me I'm his, and the most sinful thing of all?.I'm pretty sure he's right.Get tempted by tartan and jump right into filthy little fist-full of trope clichés. Giving in to his filthy words and pulse-quickening touch is a sin.

But the more I tell myself no, the more I want to tell him yes-to anything he myself in those piercing blue eyes and wickedly perfect lips is dangerous. He also happens to be toe-curlingly gorgeous, sinfully tempting, and utterly irresistible.I should want nothing to do with the crude, filthy-talking alpha who's stolen me from my own damn wedding. And the next? My wedding yacht is being stolen, with me on it, by the powerful, roguish Highlander, Lord Malcolm McAuley.Former pirate. Honestly, it's just common sense: don't ever, for any reason, fall in love with a pirate.No matter how tempting or toe-curlingly gorgeous he is.And especially not when he steals you from your own wedding.One minute, I'm being married off to a horrible, cruel man to sweeten a family business arrangement.

The Highland Duke by Amy Jarecki