Revenge in the Highlands

Revenge in the Highlands by Brandy Golden

Left behind by her brother.

Sold by her half-brother.

Bred for an heir by her husband.

Eileen wants revenge!

What reviewers are saying:

• What a great sequel in this exciting series, it's storytelling at its finest.
• ...well written plot with strong characters and is filled with drama, intrigue, suspense and many twist and turns.

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Fiercely embittered from being used by men as a pawn in their schemes, Eileen is not happy to see her brother return. Nor is she happy to see the son of the laird she married, bore a son too, and whose lands and titles she inherited for her own son, arrive with him. Eileen is tough on the outside, but harbors a terrible secret within; a secret of pain, betrayal and a fierce desire for revenge.

Gallagher Glencairn returns with Morgan MacAlister and both men mean to reclaim their heritage. But Morgan's sister, a beautiful golden-haired girl with haunted eyes, now rules his clan. Gallagher gives Eileen two choices, she can either wed him or he'll wage war against her and take it. Gallagher was born to rule Glencairn and rule it he will.

Publisher's Note: Old-fashioned, loving discipline plays a part in this love story. If that offends you, please do not read.

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When the sharp whistle pierced the air, Eileen was unprepared. With a snort, Minion reared up and whinnied then took off at an instant gallop, dragging Delilah with him. It was Minion who was leading now, and with the rope tied to Delilah’s saddle, Delilah automatically took off after him, following his lead like a subservient female. Eileen cursed as she grabbed the reins and tried to pull Delilah in, but the little mare was rebelling, not wanting to return to her control. It was only a matter of seconds before Minion came to a halt in front of the mocking Gallagher and Eileen was looking into the piercing eyes of her handsome new husband.

“Let go of my horse,” she demanded as his hand reached out to take Delilah’s bridle. Her hand flew to the rope to release Minion but Gallagher reached up and grabbed her, tugging her from the saddle. Eileen screeched as she felt herself falling and she landed on his hard chest, her free hand scrabbling at his shoulder to control her fall. She felt his other arm grip her below her buttocks and hoist her on over his shoulder. He then slapped her protruding rear end several times, his hard hand burning through her riding skirt with a vengeance. She bucked straight up, kicking against his thighs uncontrollably as she cried out in pain. “Let go of me, damn you,” she hissed through clenched teeth.

Gallagher simply carried her, struggling and kicking over to a large rock. He sat her on her feet and held onto her arm with one hand, while his other hand went to his belt. His silver eyes burning into hers, he deftly unsnapped the Glencairn crested buckle and drew the wide strap from its loops.

Eileen began to struggle in earnest, kicking out at him, trying to free her arm from his iron grasp. “Ye are not going to use that thing on me, I won’t allow it,” she demanded stridently, her face blanching at the grim determination on his. Her buttocks were already burning from the hard slaps he’d administered and she was close to panicking at the thought of that broad belt landing across her tender cheeks.

“Ye are in no position to demand anything, wife, and ye are about to find out what happens when ye disobey my orders.” Grimly he sat and dragged her over his lap. Folding the long belt in half, he lifted his arm and brought it crashing down in the middle of her wriggling backside.

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I'm a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy thrown in. I love creating wonderful stories that the reader can immerse themselves in and leave the real world behind for awhile. I especially love strong alpha males who aren't afraid to take their girl in hand if she needs it. I live in the midwestern United States with my family and I really love cowboy stories especially. However, I'll write about anything that comes to mind. The imagination is endless and you never know when a sudden idea will pop up that you just have to write about. If you are enjoying the Revenge series so far, please feel free to leave a review, I would love it.

Oh, and just so you know, these books all stand alone. Each book is a complete love story but some of the characters overflow into each other. But there are no cliffhangers to leave you dangling in the wind like a soap opera! I'm working on the third one right now and it should be along sometime this year.

Thank you!

Brandy Golden

 

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Revenge in the Highlands

Revenge in the Highlands by Brandy Golden

Gallagher was born to rule Glencairn but a slip of a girl stands in his way...

Release Date: April 26, 2018

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Fiercely embittered from being used by men as a pawn in their schemes, Eileen is not happy to see her brother return. Nor is she happy to see the son of the laird she married, bore a son too, and whose lands and titles she inherited for her own son, arrive with him. Eileen is tough on the outside, but harbors a terrible secret within; a secret of pain, betrayal and a fierce desire for revenge.

Gallagher Glencairn returns with Morgan MacAlister and both men mean to reclaim their heritage. But Morgan's sister, a beautiful golden-haired girl with haunted eyes, now rules his clan. Gallagher gives Eileen two choices, she can either wed him or he'll wage war against her and take it. Gallagher was born to rule Glencairn and rule it he will.

Publisher's Note: Old-fashioned, loving discipline plays a part in this love story. If that offends you, please do not read.

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07CP4WC52/

Much to her surprise, Eileen didn’t find Gallagher’s touch offensive, yet her fear would not let her enjoy his kiss. It might lead to other things, things she would never allow to happen again. Not if she had a choice in the matter.

When he lifted his head and looked down at her, Eileen didn’t turn away. She traitorously found herself wondering what it would be like to stay married to this man. To try to have a normal life…maybe even have more children. She surprised herself with her errant thoughts. She’d only known Gallagher a brief time and he wasn’t interested in her, only his inheritance. Still, his eyes mesmerized her in the moonlight, their depths dark and mysterious. yet filled at that moment with kindness.

And with something else.

She could tell he wanted her and she feared that more than anything. She had no intention of allowing her body to be used once again.

“Was that so bad?” came the soft query.

She licked her lips, formulating a reply. She was completely unaware that this simple gesture fueled Gallagher’s already kindled desires and made him want to crush her to him, to take that teasing pink tongue into his own mouth. “I’ll not be sharing your blanket with ye if that’s what ye mean.”

Gallagher reluctantly put a hobble on his desires. “Will ye tell me about it, Eileen?”

“Tell ye about what?”

“About the man that put this fear of lovemaking into your heart and body. After all, we are married. Why shouldn’t we enjoy each other for as long as it lasts?”

His silvery eyes glinted down at her and Eileen’s patience broke. What was it with these men? “And why don’t ye go straight to Hell,” she snapped. “Is that all ye men think about? Your pleasure…and your sons?”

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I'm a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy thrown in. I love creating wonderful stories that the reader can immerse themselves in and leave the real world behind for awhile. I especially love strong alpha males who aren't afraid to take their girl in hand if she needs it. I live in the midwestern United States with my family and I really love cowboy stories especially. However, I'll write about anything that comes to mind. The imagination is endless and you never know when a sudden idea will pop up that you just have to write about. If you are enjoying the Revenge series so far, please feel free to leave a review, I would love it.

Oh, and just so you know, these books all stand alone. Each book is a complete love story but some of the characters overflow into each other. But there are no cliffhangers to leave you dangling in the wind like a soap opera! I'm working on the third one right now and it should be along sometime this year.

Thank you!

Brandy Golden

Website: https://brandygolden.com/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Brandy-Golden/e/B017JOWVVK

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Revenge of the Pirate Twins

Revenge of the Pirate Twins by Brandy Golden

She wants vengeance, he wants her.

Release Date: April 6, 2018

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BZLZ3ZW/

Twin sisters, Frankie and Kat Fontaine, are willful, undisciplined, highly skilled in weapons, and fiercely determined to find the infamous master of the black pirate ship called the Nemesis. Jacques LaSalle, the owner of that ship, is the blackguard that attacked their father’s merchant vessel, killing their father and abducting their mother. First they will find out what happened to their mother, and then they will have their revenge.

Jacques LaSalle is intrigued and amused when he hears that a beautiful raven haired woman has been scouring the Caribbean for him and intends to challenge him. No one has ever bested Jacques in a fight but he soon finds that Frankie is much more of a challenge than he thought. He intends to claim her for his own if she’ll stop trying to kill him long enough.

Morgan MacAlister is the pirate governor of the new colony, the Pirate’s Hideaway, and his gut instincts tell him that trouble is coming to his island paradise. When the mighty Aphrodite sails into his harbor carrying a set of twin sisters, the gorgeous redheaded sprite of the duo sets his senses on fire.

It’s a hot time on the high seas when the two arrogant men figure out that the twins have the power to rock their worlds. But the girl’s haughty attitude and lack of respect may well earn them several trips over a knee before it’s all said and done.

Jacques watched his helpless prisoner as she twisted and fought to no avail.

“Lucky for you, Frenchy will not bring charges against you for trying to kill him. He is leaving your punishment to me, ma petite. Something I plan to thoroughly enjoy.” He stepped in close to Frankie’s body, his hands slipping to her breasts. They were full and firm to the touch and he could enjoy them at will. He lightly teased the buds through her clothing, causing her nipples to harden in response.

“I bet the Spaniard enjoyed these, did he not? The real question is, did you enjoy it this much?”

He smiled in satisfaction as a groan escaped her trembling lips. He wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her close against his chest, the hard nipples crushed against him as his mouth sought her full rosy lips.

Frankie moaned and tried to twist her head from side to side, trying in vain to avoid his capture. Her senses swam and her breasts ached against the hardness of his broad muscles. His mouth was so close to hers she could feel his warm breath with only a whisper to separate them. Was this how he was going to punish her? Surely he would not take her against her will?

“Frankie, you cannot deny the flames between us. Let yourself go, ma Cherie.” His tongue lightly teased her lips, gently parting them and sliding into her mouth. He felt her buck against him as she responded in spite of herself.

Smiling, he stepped away from her. “This could all have been avoided if you had just cooperated with me earlier. But now your stubbornness will cost you.” Slowly, he began to unbutton her shirt, allowing his tongue to trace the soft flesh, as it was unveiled.

“So, it comes to this?” she spat at him in her fury. “You are going to just take what you want without permission?”

“Non, I won’t have to take anything,” he assured her. “You will be begging me. Your body gives you away, ma petite.”

“Go to hell!” Frankie stood proudly, knowing she was fighting a losing battle to withstand this assault on her senses.

She was helpless to do anything but whimper in protest as his tongue trailed liquid fire across her breasts and down her stomach. Finally, he stopped, and she slumped in relief.

“What to do with these clothes?” he murmured wickedly, knowing the effect his “torture” was having on her. “Ah, well, clothes can be replaced.” “What are you doing?” she cried, silently cursing the blindfold when she felt the cold touch of steel on her back as the shirt was cut. It increased her other senses when she couldn’t see. Sound, hearing, touch, all were heightened to a sharper clarity, especially the sensations her shivering body was experiencing. “You have no right!”

“I have every right to punish you when you break the rules,” he replied silkily. “How I do so, of course, is up to me.” He chuckled as his knife made short work of the trousers and undergarments, leaving his proud pirate in nothing but her boots and her long raven hair cascading down her stiff spine.

A little humiliation would do her a world of good. Walking behind her, he ran his palm down her smooth back and over the satiny softness of her buttocks, admiring the firmness beneath their soft covering. Trailing around to the front, his fingers blazed a path across her flat stomach. She was mouthwatering. Her slender waist narrowed to lush hips, then down to long slim legs encased in black boots to the knees. The sight was intoxicating, and his body couldn’t be any more responsive to her charms. He was beginning to wonder who was torturing who.

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I am a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy. I love to create wonderful fantasies with strong alpha males who love to take their women in hand and love them like they've never been loved before! I write stories to lose yourself in and I hope you will love mine and come back for more. I work a full-time job, live in the midwest with my family and love pictures and scrapbooking. I have five children, two of whom are married and between them, I have six grandchildren. I live in the country and I love cowboy stories and I’ve written a few of those too. And of course, I’m an avid reader, especially stories with a lovely brat who gets her bottom warmed when it's deserved.

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Revenge of the Pirate Twins

Revenge of the Pirate Twins by Brandy Golden

She wants vengeance, he wants her.

Release Date: April 6, 2018

Buy Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07BZLZ3ZW/

Twin sisters, Frankie and Kat Fontaine, are willful, undisciplined, highly skilled in weapons, and fiercely determined to find the infamous master of the black pirate ship called the Nemesis. Jacques LaSalle, the owner of that ship, is the blackguard that attacked their father’s merchant vessel, killing their father and abducting their mother. First they will find out what happened to their mother, and then they will have their revenge.

Jacques LaSalle is intrigued and amused when he hears that a beautiful raven haired woman has been scouring the Caribbean for him and intends to challenge him. No one has ever bested Jacques in a fight but he soon finds that Frankie is much more of a challenge than he thought. He intends to claim her for his own if she’ll stop trying to kill him long enough.

Morgan MacAlister is the pirate governor of the new colony, the Pirate’s Hideaway, and his gut instincts tell him that trouble is coming to his island paradise. When the mighty Aphrodite sails into his harbor carrying a set of twin sisters, the gorgeous redheaded sprite of the duo sets his senses on fire.

It’s a hot time on the high seas when the two arrogant men figure out that the twins have the power to rock their worlds. But the girl’s haughty attitude and lack of respect may well earn them several trips over a knee before it’s all said and done.

Jacques watched his helpless prisoner as she twisted and fought to no avail.

“Lucky for you, Frenchy will not bring charges against you for trying to kill him. He is leaving your punishment to me, ma petite. Something I plan to thoroughly enjoy.” He stepped in close to Frankie’s body, his hands slipping to her breasts. They were full and firm to the touch and he could enjoy them at will. He lightly teased the buds through her clothing, causing her nipples to harden in response.

“I bet the Spaniard enjoyed these, did he not? The real question is, did you enjoy it this much?”

He smiled in satisfaction as a groan escaped her trembling lips. He wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled her close against his chest, the hard nipples crushed against him as his mouth sought her full rosy lips.

Frankie moaned and tried to twist her head from side to side, trying in vain to avoid his capture. Her senses swam and her breasts ached against the hardness of his broad muscles. His mouth was so close to hers she could feel his warm breath with only a whisper to separate them. Was this how he was going to punish her? Surely he would not take her against her will?

“Frankie, you cannot deny the flames between us. Let yourself go, ma Cherie.” His tongue lightly teased her lips, gently parting them and sliding into her mouth. He felt her buck against him as she responded in spite of herself.

Smiling, he stepped away from her. “This could all have been avoided if you had just cooperated with me earlier. But now your stubbornness will cost you.” Slowly, he began to unbutton her shirt, allowing his tongue to trace the soft flesh, as it was unveiled.

“So, it comes to this?” she spat at him in her fury. “You are going to just take what you want without permission?”

“Non, I won’t have to take anything,” he assured her. “You will be begging me. Your body gives you away, ma petite.”

“Go to hell!” Frankie stood proudly, knowing she was fighting a losing battle to withstand this assault on her senses.

She was helpless to do anything but whimper in protest as his tongue trailed liquid fire across her breasts and down her stomach. Finally, he stopped, and she slumped in relief.

“What to do with these clothes?” he murmured wickedly, knowing the effect his “torture” was having on her. “Ah, well, clothes can be replaced.” “What are you doing?” she cried, silently cursing the blindfold when she felt the cold touch of steel on her back as the shirt was cut. It increased her other senses when she couldn’t see. Sound, hearing, touch, all were heightened to a sharper clarity, especially the sensations her shivering body was experiencing. “You have no right!”

“I have every right to punish you when you break the rules,” he replied silkily. “How I do so, of course, is up to me.” He chuckled as his knife made short work of the trousers and undergarments, leaving his proud pirate in nothing but her boots and her long raven hair cascading down her stiff spine.

A little humiliation would do her a world of good. Walking behind her, he ran his palm down her smooth back and over the satiny softness of her buttocks, admiring the firmness beneath their soft covering. Trailing around to the front, his fingers blazed a path across her flat stomach. She was mouthwatering. Her slender waist narrowed to lush hips, then down to long slim legs encased in black boots to the knees. The sight was intoxicating, and his body couldn’t be any more responsive to her charms. He was beginning to wonder who was torturing who.

I am a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy. I love to create wonderful fantasies with strong alpha males who love to take their women in hand and love them like they've never been loved before! I write stories to lose yourself in and I hope you will love mine and come back for more. I work a full-time job, live in the midwest with my family and love pictures and scrapbooking. I have five children, two of whom are married and between them, I have six grandchildren. I live in the country and I love cowboy stories and I’ve written a few of those too. And of course, I’m an avid reader, especially stories with a lovely brat who gets her bottom warmed when it's deserved.

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Revenge of the Pirate Twins

Revenge of the Pirate Twins by Brandy Golden

Release Date: April 6, 2018

Twin sisters, Frankie and Kat Fontaine, are willful, undisciplined, highly skilled in weapons, and fiercely determined to find the infamous master of the black pirate ship called the Nemesis. Jacques LaSalle, the owner of that ship, is the blackguard that attacked their father’s merchant vessel, killing their father and abducting their mother. First they will find out what happened to their mother, and then they will have their revenge.

Jacques LaSalle is intrigued and amused when he hears that a beautiful raven haired woman has been scouring the Caribbean for him and intends to challenge him. No one has ever bested Jacques in a fight but he soon finds that Frankie is much more of a challenge than he thought. He intends to claim her for his own if she’ll stop trying to kill him long enough.

Morgan MacAlister is the pirate governor of the new colony, the Pirate’s Hideaway, and his gut instincts tell him that trouble is coming to his island paradise. When the mighty Aphrodite sails into his harbor carrying a set of twin sisters, the gorgeous redheaded sprite of the duo sets his senses on fire.

It’s a hot time on the high seas when the two arrogant men figure out that the twins have the power to rock their worlds. But the girl’s haughty attitude and lack of respect may well earn them several trips over a knee before it’s all said and done.



Frankie faced off with Jacques, deadly determined. She was totally unprepared for the jolt that raced through her body, a sizzling flash of awareness of him as a man. Was it raw physical attraction? Instant lust? Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she fought the sensation of melting in that hot dark gaze.

“Arm yourself,” she commanded belligerently.

Jacques stood at rest, his fingers curled around his sword. “To what purpose, ma petite? If you kill me, you won’t have the answers you seek. If I kill you, then I won’t have the pleasure of your sweet lips. They do so intrigue me.” He gave her a mocking grin and bowed slightly.

“It’s a pleasure you will never have,” bit out Frankie, further confused at her traitorous body’s reaction to this…pirate! How could she suddenly yearn to feel his sculpted body against hers, those lean fingers that curve the top of his sword, curve around her breast? His low sensual voice danced across her flesh and seeped into her pores, leaving her aching in places that had never throbbed before.

“Come to my ship tonight, ma petite. Have supper with me…and we will talk.”

“What makes you think I’d go to your ship alone?” replied Frankie scornfully.

“Oh, but you will, ma petite. Because I think you’ll want to hear what I have to say.”

“That remains to be seen,” she replied harshly, reluctantly sheathing her sword. There was nothing more to be gained with frontal confrontation, not with Macalister so bent on frustrating her and LaSalle refusing to arm himself.

“Be sure to wear a dress. I don’t like women in trousers,” he ordered softly.

“I don’t care what you like, I’ll dress as I please.” Frankie turned her back on him and walked away, her tempestuous emotions simmering below the surface.

Jacques gazed after her, tamping down the urge to stop her and teach her some respect. The cape billowed out behind her in the wind, and he could see her bottom outlined in the men’s trousers, briskly swaying from side to side. How he would love to strip those trousers off and apply his hand to those saucy cheeks before…. Shaking his head, he pushed the errant thoughts aside.



I am a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy. I love to create wonderful fantasies with strong alpha males who love to take their women in hand and love them like they've never been loved before! I write stories to lose yourself in and I hope you will love mine and come back for more. I work a full-time job, live in the midwest with my family and love pictures and scrapbooking. I have five children, two of whom are married and between them, I have six grandchildren. I live in the country and I love cowboy stories and I’ve written a few of those too. And of course, I’m an avid reader, especially stories with a lovely brat who gets her bottom warmed when it's deserved.



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