Cassandra knew her life was over the moment her parents told her she was to marry the Duke of Thornton. She had heard horrible stories about him that made ice cold fear run down her spine. He's a gorgeous man, but rude and insulting at every turn. Cassandra tries to make the best of her marriage but it's quite hard to do when you are married to a beast of a man.

When Rosaline Perriwell visited a psychic, the last thing she expected was to get thrown back centuries in time, and into the Scottish highlands. Stuck in the past, she has no idea of how to return to the 21st century. Finn McCall has gone to battle with his enemy clan, the McKenzie's. However, on his way to battle, he comes across a flustered and shook up Rosaline. Too proud to leave her alone and too attracted and interested in her to leave her defenceless, he brings her with him. His attraction for the mysterious woman grows, as does Rosaline's for him, but can Finn protect her from the deadly battle ahead and the dangers that threaten to tear them apart? cover by @Forcade BOOK ONE IN THE 'TIMELESS LOVE SERIES' TO READ THE REST OF THE SERIES YOU DON'T NEED TO READ THIS BOOK. THEY ARE ALL SET IN DIFFERENT ERAS/TIMES.

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

"I want my very own castle; I want tons of servants and men throwing themselves at my feet. I want to be pampered and rich. I want my own bloody fairy tale!" Unfortunately even wishes never went smoothly for Sarah. Instead of getting her happily ever after Sarah was unceremoniously dumped into a world that was both completely alien and chock full of intrigue and peril as well. She got the castle and servants all right but she also got plenty more that wasn't listed in the programme. Now all she could do was bide her time and pray for a way out of the mess before it was too late. Iain McLaughlin swore he'd never marry an Englishwoman. Infamous as the Black Wolf of the Highlands the gruff warrior was used to having everything his own way. But circumstances had a way of changing in the blink of an eye. Even a great laird isn't immune to the dictates of fate. So now he had no choice but to ride forth and claim his prize, whether he wants it or not however is another matter entirely.

Tackling her had been a mistake. The feel of the soft curves pushed up against him was overwhelmingly sensual and he'd been too damn long without a woman. Jesus the lass was as soft as a kitten. Mumbling a curse; he held her down and warned, "Don't move lass, I won't hurt you" There was something dark and promising in his voice that sent a shiver down her spine. He felt oddly familiar and some of her tension eased. "Who are you? What do you want?" she asked breathlessly, trying to force air back into her lungs.....