The Devil Take You
I believe your stay in purgatory has only just begun…
Scotland – 1307 – During the Scottish Wars of Independence
Gard Marschand will stop at nothing in his pursuit to regain what is
lost. Concealing his true identity, he will associate with his enemies,
kill his own countrymen, even sell his soul to the devil if all else fails. He
will lie, cheat, steal, rape and siege his way across two countries gaining
power and reputation in his malevolent wake. His determination all consuming,
until King Edward commands Gard to lay siege on Ross-shire holding, where
Braelynn Galbraith obliterates his single-minded purpose.
lost. Concealing his true identity, he will associate with his enemies,
kill his own countrymen, even sell his soul to the devil if all else fails. He
will lie, cheat, steal, rape and siege his way across two countries gaining
power and reputation in his malevolent wake. His determination all consuming,
until King Edward commands Gard to lay siege on Ross-shire holding, where
Braelynn Galbraith obliterates his single-minded purpose.
Braelynn Galbraith wants peace for her beloved Scotland, marriage to her
childhood sweetheart, Callum, and a house full of children. In that order. But
evil incarnate in the form of Gard Marschand, turns her life inside out and
destroys all hope of a decent marriage.
childhood sweetheart, Callum, and a house full of children. In that order. But
evil incarnate in the form of Gard Marschand, turns her life inside out and
destroys all hope of a decent marriage.
Can Gard abandon his deep-seated need of revenge for a love that might
just save his soul, or will he succumb to the demons that hound him and
surrender to the devil within?
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just save his soul, or will he succumb to the demons that hound him and
surrender to the devil within?
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Excerpt: The Devil Take You
Braelynn ran as if the hounds of hell were on her heels. They could very
well be this time. She ran while she prayed. “Please God, if ya get me outta
this one last scrape I promise I will ne’er pass another message ta the rebels
again.”
well be this time. She ran while she prayed. “Please God, if ya get me outta
this one last scrape I promise I will ne’er pass another message ta the rebels
again.”
She should have learned her lesson from the last two outings,
almost captured both times. This would be her last, one way or another.
almost captured both times. This would be her last, one way or another.
She’d been pursued many times throughout the years and always
managed escape. But things were getting much too dangerous. These were not English
soldiers on her heels this time. She knew not who hunted her but the steady
beating of hooves bore down on her. Brae ran for the caves to lose them there,
just as she’d done the day she glimpsed William Wallace two years past, days
before his capture. She remembered begging and pleading with the vicar to allow
her to accompany him that day. He said it was too dangerous and he himself
would carry the message to the rebels; but when he’d let slip that William
might possibly be at the meeting place, she threatened to follow after him if
he did not simply acquiesce and allow her this.
managed escape. But things were getting much too dangerous. These were not English
soldiers on her heels this time. She knew not who hunted her but the steady
beating of hooves bore down on her. Brae ran for the caves to lose them there,
just as she’d done the day she glimpsed William Wallace two years past, days
before his capture. She remembered begging and pleading with the vicar to allow
her to accompany him that day. He said it was too dangerous and he himself
would carry the message to the rebels; but when he’d let slip that William
might possibly be at the meeting place, she threatened to follow after him if
he did not simply acquiesce and allow her this.
She’d not spoken to Wallace, only gaped at him from afar. This
great man dedicated as she to her country’s freedom. He had not been what she
expected. From the tales people told, he was an impressive ten feet tall
and indestructible. He was not ten feet tall, she’d found out that day. He
looked to be just a normal man. And to her sadness he had not been
indestructible. His capture and subsequent execution threw the country and her
own little shire into further turmoil.
great man dedicated as she to her country’s freedom. He had not been what she
expected. From the tales people told, he was an impressive ten feet tall
and indestructible. He was not ten feet tall, she’d found out that day. He
looked to be just a normal man. And to her sadness he had not been
indestructible. His capture and subsequent execution threw the country and her
own little shire into further turmoil.
Brae rounded the burm and with an additional burst of speed made for the
bluff, fistfuls of her skirt bunched in her hands to keep her legs free. But
before she reached the crags, more horsemen appeared on the cliffs. The lass
skidded to a halt, caught between the two. The men behind her rounded the burm.
She turned, the men on the cliffs were retreating. She realized that perhaps
the horsemen in chase were not after her at all
bluff, fistfuls of her skirt bunched in her hands to keep her legs free. But
before she reached the crags, more horsemen appeared on the cliffs. The lass
skidded to a halt, caught between the two. The men behind her rounded the burm.
She turned, the men on the cliffs were retreating. She realized that perhaps
the horsemen in chase were not after her at all
Brae had to make a decision and fast. She chose to follow her first
instinct and hide in the caves, using the darkness and the tunnels to escape as
she’d done in the past.
instinct and hide in the caves, using the darkness and the tunnels to escape as
she’d done in the past.
The young woman scurried over the rocks and under the overhang, sliding
through the arch that water and wind had eroded over time. Brae launched
herself into the mouth of the first large cave she came to. Hiding in the dark
she inhaled deeply, drawing breath after breath into her burning lungs. She
listened and waited as her breathing slowly returned to some semblance of
normalcy. Brae lifted her skirt and picked her way through the empty tunnels,
confident now that she had safely lost her pursuers. Relief flooded her. She
let out one last breath and lowered her guard.
In the next instance she found herself thrown against the slimy rocks as
a stranger’s filthy hand covered her mouth. Brae squirmed and screamed into his
smelly palm.
a stranger’s filthy hand covered her mouth. Brae squirmed and screamed into his
smelly palm.
Brae faced Marschand,
unable to look away. He looked furious. His jaw ticked as he hunted her, yet
again. She assumed his anger was about the map and the other documents.
unable to look away. He looked furious. His jaw ticked as he hunted her, yet
again. She assumed his anger was about the map and the other documents.
He bent and pulled a
dirk from his boot right before he reached her. She’d been on the wrong end of
that blade already.
dirk from his boot right before he reached her. She’d been on the wrong end of
that blade already.
“Please. I didna see
anathin’.” She backed up.
anathin’.” She backed up.
Marsch was on her in
an instant pulling at her skirt. His lightening speed caught her off guard. She
fought him. Grainger had warned her. Leashed violence, he’d said.
He subdued her easily. His dirk in one hand, Marschand used the other to loose
his leather belt.
an instant pulling at her skirt. His lightening speed caught her off guard. She
fought him. Grainger had warned her. Leashed violence, he’d said.
He subdued her easily. His dirk in one hand, Marschand used the other to loose
his leather belt.
“Please,” she cried.
“I didna…”
“I didna…”
“Stop fightin’ me!”
he growled.
he growled.
Baring her legs, he
pulled the leather around her thigh yanking it tight.
pulled the leather around her thigh yanking it tight.
“Wha’ are ya doin’?”
she asked, frightened not only by his anger but his actions.
she asked, frightened not only by his anger but his actions.
“Ya willna go another
minute wit’oot bein’ armed. I canna be wit’ ya all the time.” He panted with
exertion and ire. “I am tired o’ tryin’ ta keep ya safe. Ya are jus’ too
temptin’ ta all ’twould seem.”
minute wit’oot bein’ armed. I canna be wit’ ya all the time.” He panted with
exertion and ire. “I am tired o’ tryin’ ta keep ya safe. Ya are jus’ too
temptin’ ta all ’twould seem.”
His intense black
eyes devoured her. She could not seem to breathe properly with him so near. He
was an incredible looking man, she realized, so different from Callum in every
way. Even in her fear, she wanted to reach out and touch the unruly black hair
that brushed his collar, itching to touch his beard and feel for herself if it
was rough or soft.
eyes devoured her. She could not seem to breathe properly with him so near. He
was an incredible looking man, she realized, so different from Callum in every
way. Even in her fear, she wanted to reach out and touch the unruly black hair
that brushed his collar, itching to touch his beard and feel for herself if it
was rough or soft.
He cut off the excess
leather and slid the cool blade of the dirk between the leather and her flesh.
leather and slid the cool blade of the dirk between the leather and her flesh.
Suddenly she looked
at him as his words and his enunciation sunk in. His breathing was harsh, his
lips snarled, his teeth bared. It finally dawned on her. Was that what she had
been detecting? Her heart started to pound painfully in her chest. She grabbed
his chin forgetting her fear for the moment. His black eyes shot to hers in
shock of being touched.
at him as his words and his enunciation sunk in. His breathing was harsh, his
lips snarled, his teeth bared. It finally dawned on her. Was that what she had
been detecting? Her heart started to pound painfully in her chest. She grabbed
his chin forgetting her fear for the moment. His black eyes shot to hers in
shock of being touched.
“Be ye Scot, then?”
He visibly blanched,
from the allegation or her touch she was not sure. “Nay.
from the allegation or her touch she was not sure. “Nay.
Snagging her wrist he
removed her hand from his jaw and moved to get up when he stopped, noticing the
redness on the opposite thigh. He pushed her skirt higher baring the gash.
removed her hand from his jaw and moved to get up when he stopped, noticing the
redness on the opposite thigh. He pushed her skirt higher baring the gash.
“Ah, Christ!” His
eyes shot to her again. “Is tha’ from me?” he asked looking appalled. He did
not wait for her answer. “Good God! Of course ’tis.” He seethed at the awful
looking cut. She also stared at the mean looking crimson that radiated and spread
across her white skin.
eyes shot to her again. “Is tha’ from me?” he asked looking appalled. He did
not wait for her answer. “Good God! Of course ’tis.” He seethed at the awful
looking cut. She also stared at the mean looking crimson that radiated and spread
across her white skin.
“Who did ya have tend
it? The butcher?”
it? The butcher?”
“Ya see, when ya are
conflicted or upset, ya drop yer disguise. Ya are no’ wha’ ya pretend ta be.”
conflicted or upset, ya drop yer disguise. Ya are no’ wha’ ya pretend ta be.”
“Whom did you have
tend this?” he asked succinctly, carefully, in flawlessly refined English.
tend this?” he asked succinctly, carefully, in flawlessly refined English.
“I tended it meself.”
He looked horrified.
“There was na one at
home. I couldna control the bleedin’. I had na choice,” she confessed. “’Tis
festered? Aye?”
home. I couldna control the bleedin’. I had na choice,” she confessed. “’Tis
festered? Aye?”
“Aye. No wonder you
are so warm. Why you shivered all night long. You are fevered.” He placed his
cool palm to her forehead. Brae was shocked by his gentleness. It belied the
power and tension radiating from every ounce of his being.
are so warm. Why you shivered all night long. You are fevered.” He placed his
cool palm to her forehead. Brae was shocked by his gentleness. It belied the
power and tension radiating from every ounce of his being.
Her eyes fluttered at
the pleasure of the simple touch.
the pleasure of the simple touch.
He removed his palm
and circled a finger lightly around the perimeter of the redness on her thigh.
The sensation made her skin feel strange.
and circled a finger lightly around the perimeter of the redness on her thigh.
The sensation made her skin feel strange.
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featured author is Jenna Jaxon with her latest release.
Ohh! Your book sounds fab. Best of luck with it.
Carmen