Victoria Roberts - Perfect Hero
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What makes Laird Ciaran MacGregor the perfect hero?
by Victoria Roberts
First, I’d like to thank everyone at Night Owl Book Reviews for having me. I’m very excited to be here with you today.
Mmm… What makes Ciaran the perfect hero? Great question. I think the fact that he’s not perfect. Oh, don’t get me wrong. He’s a tall, strapping Highland laird with broad shoulders and a warm smile that would make any lass swoon, but the poor guy has so many troubles.
Temptation in a Kilt wouldn’t be a Scottish historical romance without our hero feuding with the neighboring clan. To make matters worse for Ciaran, King James has demanded peace in the Highlands. But don’t let the petty clan feud with the Campbells deter you from reading this romance.
Readers may think that Ciaran has the normal troubles of any Highland laird, but when he stumbles across the feisty Lady Rosalia Armstrong, who’s to say what’s normal? She challenges his command at every turn, and she’s determined to make a new life for herself—one that doesn’t involve him.
When Ciaran offers to escort our witty heroine to the far northern Highlands to her grandmother, he mentally kicks himself for making such an offer. But what kind of man would he be if he didn’t help a lady in distress?
His troubles are not that bad.
1) Follow his liege’s command.
2) Keep the bloody Campbells under control.
3) Escort this wily female the entire way to Glengarry.
Then there’s Declan MacGregor, Ciaran’s youngest brother. Declan has not a care or concern in the world. He’s the third son. Has no responsibility. He doesn’t give a damn about anything or anyone. He beds every willing female humanly possible and takes to the ale like there’s no tomorrow. Did I mention that Ciaran made a vow to his dying father and promised to keep Declan on a straight path—before Ciaran settled himself with a wife? A task easier said than done, now that he has some unexplained feelings toward Rosalia.
Here’s a fun excerpt which will give you a sense of what makes Ciaran the Highland laird to read about.
Ciaran scowled. “Donna start with me, Brother. Declan will be on a clear path soon enough, even if I have to strap him down and hold him on it.”
“And Rosalia will wait until that time?” asked Aiden, raising his brow searchingly.
“Rosalia knows I made the vow to Father.”
“How verra understanding of the lass,” Aiden chuckled. “Ciaran, will ye take advice from a man that has been wed?”
Ciaran held up his hand to silence Aiden, but his brother simply waved him off. He would have to remind him again soon who was laird.
“I donna care what ye speak. I give it freely. Love doesnae happen often in a marriage, and when it does, ye grab hold with both hands and donna let go. I see ye care for the lass. Why donna ye wed and be done with it? Surely ye donna plan to take her to Glengarry. Ye promised Father to see to Declan, but ye didnae say ye would wait to wed.”
Ciaran slumped down into the chair next to Aiden and sighed. “We have been through this, Brother. It was understood.”
“By ye or by Father? He would ne’er ask ye to wait to wed.”
They sat silently for a long time. The lines of awareness deepened along Aiden’s brow and under his eyes. Ciaran knew he was deep in thought. This could not bode well for him. He was about to stand to escape Aiden’s lecture, but his brother spoke before Ciaran had the chance to flee.
“Think upon this. Your duty as laird is to beget a legitimate heir. The only way to accomplish that task is to wed. And I think ye are sorely lacking in your responsibilities as of late.” Aiden folded his arms over his chest. “I bet ye ne’er thought of it that way, aye?”
He sat back, shook his head, and moaned. “Why do the gods grace me with such brothers? One pains me in the arse and the other pains me in the head.”
“Promise me ye will think upon it or my wee wife will be keeping me up all eve speaking of ye. Surely ye can understand that I donna want to be speaking of ye in my marriage bed, Brother. I donna want to be speaking at all.”
Rising, Ciaran held up his hands in surrender. “Cease, Aiden. I donna want or need to know what ye and Aisling say or donna say in your marriage bed. Besides, I thought she cursed ye out of her bed.”
Aiden shrugged, giving him a sheepish grin. “It wasnae exactly me she cursed out of her bed. It was my—”
“And that is another reason why I donna rush to wed,” Ciaran said, laughing.
Ciaran definitely has troubles ahead of him, but that’s what makes him such a wonderful hero. And I hope you think so, too!
Thank you so much for having me here today. It’s been great fun!
She’s on her way to safety
It’s a sign of Lady Rosalia Armstrong’s desperation that she’s seeking refuge in a place as rugged and challenging as the Scottish Highlands. She doesn’t care about hardship and discomfort, if only she can become master of her own life. Laird Ciaran MacGregor, however, is completely beyond her control…
He redefines dangerous…
Ciaran MacGregor knows it’s perilous to get embroiled with a fiery Lowland lass, especially one as headstrong as Rosalia. Having made a rash promise to escort her all the way to Glengarry, now he’s stuck with her, even though she challenges his legendary prowess at every opportunity. When temptation reaches its peak, he’ll be ready to show her who he really is…on and off the battlefield.
Praise for Temptation in a Kilt:
“Roberts’s debut features appealing characters and an interesting background of ancient clan feuds and spurned lovers.” —Publishers Weekly
“Well written, full of intrigue and a sensual, believable romance, this book captivates the reader immediately” —RT Book Reviews/4 stars
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Victoria Roberts writes sexy, Scottish historical romances about kilted heroes and warriors from the past.
An avid lover of all things Scotland—simply, she writes what she loves to read. Prior to ever picking up a single romance novel, she penned her first young-adult novella (never published) at sixteen years old. Who knew her leather studded motorcycle hero would trade in his ride and emerge as a kilt donning Highlander wielding a broadsword?
Victoria lives in western Pennsylvania with her husband of nineteen years and their two beautiful children—not to mention one spoiled dog. When she is not plotting her next Scottish romp, she enjoys reading, nature and antiques.
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