The Saga of the MacCulloughs continues … Lachlan MacCullough doesn’t want to be a laird. He never did. But when his cousin, Black Richard, asks him to rule the recently conquered holdings of Randall Chisolm until Black Richard’s first born is old enough to do so, he cannot deny the request. Even though it will take him away from the one woman he wants … Keevah.
Keevah cannot escape her past. Known as the auld whore, not even her friendship with Black Richard’s wife, Aeschene, will spare her the rumors and slurs that have haunted her for years. But there are worse things than being shunned. When Keevah receives word that an old and dear friend is dying, she must return to Inverness to make her goodbyes and fulfill an old promise. That twist of fate brings her together with Lachlan once more—a man she loves but feels desperately unworthy of. It also puts her in the path of a deranged killer intent on ridding the world of prostitutes. Will she find safety and happiness in Lachlan’s arms, or will she pay the ultimate price for the sins of her past?
This is the second book in my MacCulloughs Series. It was release in January 2021. It has over 300 reviews at Amazon with an overall average of 4.5 stars. It has sold more than 25,000 copies.
Love is, at the best of times, an odd business.
One moment, you’re minding your own business and simply enjoying nothing more than a kinship with someone. It can go on like that for days, weeks, or-in Lachlan and Keevah’s case- a few short months. Then the next thing you know, one of the parties falls hopelessly, head-over-heals in love with the other. If God is kind and benevolent, He sees to it that the second party feels much the same way as the first.
As it pertains to Lachlan and Keevah, they were simply two lonely people who enjoyed one another’s company. Aye, that came as quite a surprise to each of them. Brought together unexpectedly during very troubled times, they fell into a quiet and amicable companionship that neither of them could have foreseen.
Keevah had come to live amongst the MacCulloughs more than five years ago. She kept herself to herself for a whole host of reasons. The primary one being she was a former prostitute from Inverness. Once that secret came to be known to the rest of the clan, she was given the moniker the auld whore. The name stuck to her like a burr and the clans people had avoided her like the plague ever since. That was five years ago.
Lachlan, however, was one of the few people who never once held her past against her. Most women, he reckoned, didn’t choose to take up that line of work. Nay, ’twas almost always fate and circumstance, the fear of starvation or freezing to death, that forced women down that particular path.
He refused to pry. If she wanted to discuss the matter, she would. And if she didn’t, well, ’twas neither here nor there. He enjoyed her company and that ’twas all that mattered. She was a good woman, her past be damned.
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