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Apple Books Barnes & Noble Chirp Kobo AmazonEnjoy this steamy Scottish historical time travel romance series, by bestselling author Kim Sakwa.
Can an age-old bargain survive hundreds of years to reunite two lost souls?
In her desperation to undo the tragedy that stole everything from her, Maggie Sinclair becomes entangled in an enchantment and thrust into 15th-century Scotland. Torn from everything she knows, her mission becomes survival.
Losing his wife and unborn child all but crushed the spirit of the once-proud Highland warrior, Callum O’Roarke. But when the sisters of Brackish Abbey press Callum to take in their new charge—a woman whose emotional scars are as deep as his own—he reluctantly agrees, offering Maggie sanctuary.
Thrown together after devastating circumstances, the pair find common ground in their shared pain, and begin to forge a friendship. Thinking he has nothing left to give, Callum learns to love again. After being trapped in the past, Maggie discovers she’s in exactly the right place.
Return to the Lairds of the Crest series for another enchanting tale of a Highland warrior and the modern-day woman who’s his perfect match.
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As always, Kim never disappoints. The Price is another wonderful addition to her collection with strong characters, and a wonderful journey. I cried, I laughed I was disappointed it had to end…….can’t wait for whatever Kim releases next.
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I think I enjoyed this more than I enjoyed Gwen and Greys time traveling Love story that was prophesied. This book follows Maggie’s and Callum’s love story through time. I loved the characters and how the love between the two MC progressed from friendship to true love. Of course they had ups and downs and thing to overcome but it ended with a HEA.
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I can’t get enough of these, and I’m all set for the next one. Yet another loving tale where fate, magic and destiny draws together two souls, through the never ending corridors of time. Time to heal, to love and to join together for eternity. Brilliantly written, and so great to also revisit old friends from book 1.
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What a wonderful bittersweet story. The ups and downs took me on an emotional high. I cried one moment and laughed the next. I love this series. I look forward to reading more.
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I love a good time travel adventure. The Price was worth waiting for…. I couldn’t put it down!! Definitely a Goodread.
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An amazing story. Loved it. I didn’t want it to end. Cannot wait for the next book. I’m going to go back and reread the 1st book.
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“Callum, this is Margaret Sinclair, your new charge.”
Maggie never, ever, thought she would be someone’s charge. Yet here she—and it—were.
She looked up, finally, and met his gaze. Her first reaction a relief. He appeared to be in his late twenties, or early thirties. So far, he’d aged nicely, even for the times, like the fifteenth century, such as these. A scar ran from his left temple to his hairline. It did nothing to detract from his looks.
In fact, it added to his appeal.
This man had severe good looks. She was surprised he wasn’t already married again. Realizing she’d been staring, Maggie felt heat creep to her cheeks. Somehow, though, she knew deep down it didn’t matter.
His eyes, were a deep shade of blue, filled with nothing but warmth. He felt familiar to her. Odd as it may be, she knew him without knowing him—she could only describe it as such.
Maggie’s mind was strumming a million miles a minute, so much so, her head was literally buzzing. Leaving the safety of Sister Cateline and the Abbey was terrifying.
She felt like a little girl again being shuttled to the Michaels. They’d been a lovely family. But it had been so new and scary. Here, the Abbey was all she’d known. It had become familiar and safe. Still, Maggie knew she had to trust her intuition. She knew on some level it was going to be okay.
He spoke then. “Are you the Sister my aunt first described? Or simply Miss Sinclair?” His voice was deep, yet his brogue and Scots Gaelic easy to understand.
She’d had well over a year of language immersion to learn a few new dialects. Thankfully, there was no anger in his question or hidden reprimand, and Maggie answered him honestly. At least in this, she would start out on the right foot.
“I’m not a nun, Laird O’Roarke, but took refuge with the Sisters of Brackish Abbey. Your aunt’s been very kind to me. I’ve grown more than fond of her, and will miss her greatly.” A wave of sadness rushed over her and tears filled her eyes. Laird O’Roarke’s features softened.
“You may call me, Callum,” he said. “I can assure you, my aunt is always welcome. It won’t be long before you’ll see her again.”
His compassion was almost her undoing. She bowed her head in acquiescence, which allowed her to get ahold of herself. “Thank you, for your kindness. And I, sir, prefer Maggie.