When Maggie Armstrong’s border reiver father takes her back
four hundred and fifty years to his sixteenth century Scottish home, will she
find the love she’s always dreamed of, or will she be caught up in a deadly family
feud where treachery, betrayal, and murder shatter her heart forever…
By Andrea Matthews
Historical Time Travel Romance
Maggie Armstrong grew up enchanted by her father’s tales of blood feuds and border raids. In fact, she could have easily fallen for the man portrayed in one particular image in his portrait collection. Yet when her father reveals he was himself an infamous Border reiver, she finds it a bit far-fetched—to say the least—especially when he announces his plans to return to his sixteenth century Scottish home with her in tow.
Suspecting it’s just his way of getting her to accompany him on yet another archaeological dig, Maggie agrees to the expedition, only to find herself transported four hundred and fifty years into the past. Though a bit disoriented at first, she discovers her father’s world to be every bit as exciting as his stories, particularly when she’s introduced to Ian Rutherford, the charming son of a neighboring laird. However, when her uncle announces her betrothal to Ian, Maggie’s twentieth-century sensibilities are outraged. She hardly even knows the man. But a refusal of his affections could ignite a blood feud.
Maggie’s worlds are colliding. Though she’s found the family she always wanted, the sixteenth century is a dangerous place. Betrayal, treachery, and a tragic murder have her questioning whether she should remain or try to make her way back to her own time.
To make matters worse, tensions escalate when she stumbles across Bonnie Will Foster, the dashing young man in her father’s portrait collection, only to learn he is a dreaded Englishman. But could he be the hero she’s always dreamed him to be? Or will his need for revenge against Ian shatter more than her heart?
Release Date: October 30, 2019
Publisher: Inez M. Foster
Soft Cover: ISBN: 978-1733337557; 432 pages; $19.97; E-Book, FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED
Maggie lounged back amongst the fragrant blossoms, the soft sunlight no more
than a golden glow along the horizon. Though the air remained damp, the promise
of warmth comforted her, and she closed her eyes, letting its delicate cocoon
engulf her weary body. A few yards away, a thrush welcomed the coming day,
tweeting its morning song in perfect harmony with the steady bass of a croaking
frog. The sweet melody soothed her cluttered mind and lulled her into a light
Images of beaches and warm summer days at the shore filled her dreams.
Memories of sandcastles and dabbling her toes in the ocean sent her senses
reeling. She could almost smell the salt air, hear the surf crashing against
the shore. But wait—those were no breaking waves she heard, but something else,
something far more menacing.
With a sudden jolt, she woke, the predawn tranquility shattered by a distant
rumble. Maggie sprang up, her eyes widening as she recognized the thunderous
beat of hooves rising from beyond the ridge. Behind her, about five hundred
yards away, pressed against the graying sky, stood her uncle’s tower. He’d
warned her about venturing from the safety of its walls, but she’d been too
stubborn to take his words to heart. Perhaps she should have put her dislike of
the man aside just this
Frantic visions of vengeful reivers sprang to mind, and she rose, determined
to make a sprint for the distant peel tower. With the creak of leather armor
already echoing in her ears, she struggled to gain purchase on the dew-covered
ground, but she slipped and fell into the tall grass of the gentle slope.
Pushing herself up, she chanced a glance over her shoulder and froze. He was
nearly upon her, his steel-blue eyes reflecting the mood of the moor. A wave of
terror washed over her, for somehow she knew this time Will Foster wouldn’t
turn and ride away.
She slumped back on her elbows, unable to move, the world around her fading
into obscurity. Riders rode by on their way to the tower, their images blurred
and distorted, for nothing could pry her attention from Will or the amulet he
wore around his neck. He paused a few feet from where she’d fallen, tugging
hard on the reins, hunger burning in his gaze.
Maggie swallowed hard, anger and fear lodged in her breast. She tried to
embrace the former, but it was tempered by a sudden desire that caused her
thighs to quiver and her mouth to long for the touch of the striking young
reiver before her.
Will nudged his horse closer, the fire in his eyes intensifying, and this
time fear surged to the fore, jarring Maggie back to her senses. No matter how
handsome he may appear, he remained at heart a murdering barbarian, his
intentions all too clear. Digging her heels into the soft earth, she pushed
herself into an upright position and started running for the
Andrea Matthews is the pseudonym for Inez Foster, a historian and librarian who loves to read and write and search around for her roots, genealogical speaking. She has a BA in History and an MLS in Library Science and enjoys the research almost as much as she does writing the story. In fact, many of her ideas come to her while doing casual research or digging into her family history. She is the author of the Thunder on the Moor series set on the 16th century Anglo-Scottish Border, and the Cross of Ciaran series, where a fifteen-hundred-year-old Celt finds himself in the twentieth century. Andrea is a member of the Romance Writers of America, the Long Island Romance Writers, and the Historical Novel Society.
Her latest book is the historical time travel romance, Thunder on the Moor.
You can visit her website at www.Andrea-Matthews.com or connect with her on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram.