A Defiant Lady

In Scotland's darkest hour, an English warrior dressed all in black has come for her. Blessed with the kenning, Lady Tamlyn MacShane foresaw this day, when the ruthless Lord Julian Challon would conquer her land -- and her heart. She is determined to resist him...but she is no match for his strength...or his sensuality...

A Resolute Lord

To Julian, the proud Scotswoman should be nothing more than a captive. Yet Tamlyn's fiery Beauty ensnares him, body and soul. Now, the warrior known as the Black Dragon is in danger of falling under the spell that cannot be broken---the spell of love....

REVIEW

'A Restless Knight' by Deborah MacGillivray Current mood: productive Category: Writing and Poetry 'A Restless Knight' by Deborah MacGillivray Once in a while, a book comes along that you just can put down. Not even when you know that it's 3:00am and you are suppose to be sleeping! 'A Restless Knight' by Deborah MacGillivray indeed gave me a restless night. Not because I didn't enjoy the book, because I certainly did! I was just so drawn in by this beautiful story that there was no way I was going to wait 8 hours to find out what happened next! I am so pleased when I read a book that has a 'STRONG' male lead!!!!! Our society has all but emasculated our men! What should we be teaching our sons? Men should be strong. Men should be confident. Men should protect what is theirs. Men should fight for the honor of his lady. Deborah has created such a man in Julian, the Dragon of Challon!!!!! Lucky is the woman who captured his heart! 'A Restless Knight' takes place in the Scottish Highlands during that later part of the 13th Century. At this time, Scotland was being taken over and it's people persecuted by the English King, Edward Longshanks. The Norman Knight, Julian, is ordered by Longshanks to Scotland and to Glenrogha to lay claim to it's keep and it's lady, Tamlyn MacShane. On his way there, he comes across some of his men attempting to rape a Scottish lass. He rescues her from their assault and proceeds to take her with him. Unknown to him, it is his betrothed, Tamlyn. Now, I know some people get a bit squeemish about dealing with attempted, or even carried out rape scenes. No, there is nothing romantic about them. Unfortunatly, we forget how perilous it was for women in Scotland at that time, and I firmly believe that in order for a story to be written correctly and the characters to be understood, scenes like this are important. 'A Restless Knight' was an absolutly beautiful love story between Tamlyn and Julian! Often times, I found myself holding my breath until the turn of the next page! I was completely drawn in and was lost within it's pages. Once again, thank you Deborah for sharing your exceptional talent of story telling with us! 5 stars for 'A Restless Knight!' Hugs and kisses and happy reading!

Reviewed by: Annie Marshall

EXCERPT

"Hold fast!"

A lone rider drove the magnificent black stallion across the dead-angle, bearing down on them, then reined the animal to a halt. It reared high, so powerful that its hooves slashed the air. The warrior dismounted with an inherent grace and recoiled power of a panther.

All five knights swung around to face him.

Hindered by their shifting positions, Tamlyn saw only glimpses of the sixth man. She held no hope for aid or mercy from one more of their breed. Just another dog of an English king, just another man to rape her.

Apprehension rippled through the guilt-ridden men as they fell back, creating room for him. Despite the heavy mail and plate weighting his body, he strode into the center of the group with regal bearing. Though a shade shorter than the others, he wasn't in the least intimidated by the taller men. His presence conveyed a raw, elemental power, the likes Tamlyn had never encountered. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled as she stared at him.

The armor covering his upper arms and thighs, the mail habergeon, mantle and surcoat were black. All black.

He removed his helm and pushed back the mail hood. His locks of the same unrelenting shade of pitch were not in the Norman style, but long, curling softly about his ears and brushing the metal gorget that covered the back of his neck.

Tamlyn's breath caught and held.

He was handsome--no, beautiful. The air surrounding this dark warrior seemed to stir as scorching energy discharged from him with the sizzle and crackle of lightning.