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download This Book I tried to like this book more than I actually did, truly. I enjoyed the first two books in the Bar Cynster series and expected a good read from this one. I was disappointed. For days I kept putting the book down, and forcing myself to pick it back up, in the hope that it would capture my interest. When it finally did, the book was roughly two-thirds complete. Unhappy about the summons, Richard nevertheless journeys to Scotland. During his stay at an inn on the way, his eye falls upon a stunning woman walking in the moonlight.

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Not the sort of excitement she was accustomed to, either, but something more scintillating, more enticing. Swinging her cloak about her, she looped the ribbons at her throat. Could her man be here, under the same roof?

The tension that gripped her hardened her resolve; she tied off her ribbons. And everyone in the village knows me by sight--at least, this sight. I suppose you'll tell me what this is all about when you can. Just as soon as I'm sure. His face was as circular as his form; he was definitely not her warrior.

Catriona slipped silently down the hall. It was the work of a minute to ease open the heavy door, not yet latched for the night. And then she was outside. Pausing on the inn's stone step, she breathed in the crisp, chilly air, and felt the cold reach her head.

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Invigorated, she pulled her cloak close and stepped out, watching her feet, careful not to slip on the icing snow. That, and nothing more.

No affectionate remembrance; no mention of the bastard son she'd left behind. Richard's expression didn't change; he'd come to terms with his status long ago. When he'd been abandoned on his father's doorstep, Helena, Devil's mother, had stunned everyone by claiming him as her own.

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In doing so, she'd given him his place in the ton--no one, even now, would risk her displeasure, or that of the entire Cynster clan, by so much as hinting he was not who she claimed he was.

His father's legitimate son. Instinctively shrewd, ebulliently generous, Helena had secured for him his position in society's elite, for which, in his heart, he never ceased to thank her. The woman whose bones lay beneath this cold stone had, however, given him life--and he could do nothing to thank her. Except, perhaps, to live life fully.

His only knowledge of his mother had come from his father; when, in all innocence, he'd asked if his father had loved his mother, Sebastian had ruffled his hair and said: "She was very lovely and very lonely--she deserved more than she got from her marriage.

I regret her death, but I can't regret your birth. Family, children, home and hearth--that was what mattered to Cynsters. Those were their quintessential warrior goals, for them the ultimate victories of life. For long, silent minutes, he stood before the grave, until the cold finally penetrated his boots. With a sigh, he shifted, then straightened and, after one last, long look, turned and retraced his steps.

What was it his mother had left him? And why, having concealed her bequest all these years, had Seamus summoned him back now, after his own death? Richard rounded the kirk, his stride slow, the sound of his footfalls subsumed by the breeze softly whistling through snow-laden branches.

He reached the main path and stepped onto it--and heard crisp, determined footsteps approaching from beyond the kirk. Halting, he turned and beheld A creature of magic and moonlight. A woman, her dark cloak billowing about her, her head bare. Over her shoulders and down her back spread the most glorious mane of thick, rippling, silken hair, sheening copper-bright in the moonlight, a beacon against the wintering trees behind her.

Her stride was definite, every footfall decisive; her eyes were cast down, but he would have sworn she wasn't watching her steps.

She came on without pause, heading directly for him. He couldn't see her face, or her figure beneath the full cloak, but well-honed instincts rarely lied. His senses stirred, stretched, then focused powerfully--a clear case of lust at first sight.

Lips lifting in wolfish anticipation, Richard silently turned and prepared to make the lady's acquaintance. Catriona strode briskly up the path, lips compressed, a frown knitting her brows. She'd been a disciple of The Lady too long not to know how to couch her requests for clarification; the question she'd asked had been succinct and to the point.

She'd asked for the true significance of the man whose face haunted her.

The Lady's reply, the words that had formed in her mind, had been brutally concise: He will father your children. There were not, no matter how she twisted them, very many ways in which to interpret those words.

Which left her with a very large problem. Unprecedented though it might be, The Lady must have made a mistake. This man, whoever he was, was arrogant, ruthless--dominant. She needed a sweet, simple soul, one content to remain quietly supportive while she ruled their roost.

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She didn't need strength--she needed weakness. There was absolutely no point sending her a warrior without a cause.

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Catriona humphed; her breath steamed before her face. Through the clearing wisps, she spied--the very last thing she expected to see--a pair of large, black, highly polished Hessians, directly in her path.

She tried to stop; her soles found no grip on the icy path--her momentum sent her skidding on. She tried to flail her arms; they were trapped beneath her cloak. On a gasp, she looked up, just as she collided with the owner of the boots. The impact knocked the air from her lungs; for one instant, she was sure she'd hit a tree. But her nose buried itself in a soft cravat, mid-chest, just above the V of a silk waistcoat.

His chin passed above her head; her scalp prickled as long hairs were gently brushed. And arms like steel slowly closed about her. Instinct awoke in a flustered rush; raising her hands, she pushed against his chest. Her feet slipped, then slid. She gasped again--and clutched wildly instead of pushing.

The steely arms tightened, and suddenly only her toes touched the snow. Catriona dragged in a breath--one too shallow to steady her whirling head.

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Her lungs had seized; her senses skittered wildly, informing her, in breathless detail, that she was pressed, breast to thigh, against a man. Not just any man--one with a body like warm, flexing steel. She had to lean back to look into his face. Blue, blue eyes met hers. Catriona stilled; she stared. Then she blinked. It took half a second to check--arrogant mein, decisive chin--it was him. Narrowing her eyes, she fixed them on his; if The Lady had made no mistake, then it behoved her to begin as she meant to go on.

He heard them; he angled his head, one black brow rising, then the ends of his long lips lifted. Her eyes flew wide.

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His lips completed the conquest--they swooped, arrogantly confident, and settled over hers. The first contact stunned her; she ceased to breathe.

The very concept of breathing drifted from her mind as his lips moved lazily on hers. They were neither warm nor cool, yet heat lingered in their touch.

They pressed close, then eased, sipped, supped, then returned. Firm and demanding, they impinged on her senses, reaching deep, stirring her.

She stirred in his encirling arm; it locked tight about her. The story Richard Cynster comes to Scotland summond by a lawyer, he's to be present at the reading of the last will and testament of his biological mother's husband Yes I know, quite complex, but that is why his nickname is Scandal : His real mother was from the Lowlands, and married.

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His father Sebastian Cynster had an affair with her and thus came Richard, a bastard son sent to the Cynsters and raised by Helena, the Duchess of St. Moving on! Catriona, "The lady of the Vale", had a vision of the man who will father her childern, sent to her by The Lady herself, and that man turns out to be Richard Knowing that as the lady of the Vale, she can't have someone as strong of character as a husband, because of her obligations and powers, she must be the one in charge, so she sets on completing the Lady's desires, without having to marry Richard.

What does she think of? Why, it's totally obvious! Drug the man and have sex with him without him knowing it, get pregnant and never see him again. Quite simple, really BUT, she somehow got her potions in a wrong mix, because the sleeping potion and the afrodisiac worked a bit too well, a rake in normal terms, Richard became quite enthusiastic might I just say, very very hot scene , and in the morning he thought it was all a dream, but still remembered some parts vividly.

He made a vow not to mess with her 'Lady of the vale' business, and leave everything in her hands. But after some time it becomes difficult. He wants to help, have a purpose in life, but being sworn not to meddle, he can't offer help until she asks it of him.

I really liked him, but sometimes was just frustrated with the whole "I won't talk to you and tell you what's on my mind until you talk to me and tell me what's on YOUR mind". Actually, they were BOTH this way Catriona I liked that she was a bit different from the normal type of heroines, she's actually the dominant one, because of her calling, and the fact that the Vale is hers to manage Kinda got on my nerves with the things I mentioned about Richard, not enough communication between them, she kept thinking he'd want to go back to London and leave her, that he isn't interested in her and their possible life in the Vale.

And the drugging, hmmm even though it was HOT, I still don't approve. I didn't like that part much on the first read, now I still don't. If it was a man who did that to a woman, drugged her with sleeping pills and afrodiciacs, oh there'd be lots of talk about that.