This story is a romance between a young, ambitious, caring,
and tender-hearted Felicity and a tall, dark, and kilted laird of a Scottish
estate, Ruairi Urquhart. I was drawn to this book because I love Scotland, and
the title's image was, of course, also enticing. I would love to see that for
real. Many, many times.
As with most romance stories, the two don’t get along at
first, but are drawn together time and again due to the fire-starting chemistry
that can’t be doused to embers. In their confrontations, though, you acquire
truths about them from child to adult, learning what makes them who they are,
and who they will become. There were a few instances where I had to slow down
to understand the writing dialect, as in the true Scottish accentuation I am not
accustomed to, but truly love. It makes the story come to life.
It is an enjoyable story, well done, and in a few years, I will probably read and enjoy it all again. In the meantime, I will be reading other books by Lizzie Lamb. Thanks for this book, Lizzie. I am delighted you became an author.
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