Ian has been left Laird of Clan MacDuff after his brother Donell travels through time to be with his true love. The clan embraces him as their leader, and now to secure his own position, Ian decides he must take a wife. After imbibing on one two many gulps of ale, Ian toys with his brother’s brooch, the very catalyst to his present situation. When the air turns thick with fog, Ian panics that he’s travelled through time, but is comforted by the familiar surroundings of his bedroom. And what’s this? A beautiful naked woman is lying next to him…
Natalie Blackwood, a Scottish historian, wakes up in her own naughty fantasy: making love to a medieval Highlander who strums her body like a fine-tuned instrument. Even better, she’s in a medieval keep set up by--she thinks--her best friend.
When it all becomes a reality, Natalie has some tough decisions to make.
Can she stay in Ian's world? Beyond earth-shattering bliss, can Ian convince her they were made for each other?
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Praise for Lady In A Box:
Romance Junkies 4.5 Blue Ribbons!!
"I’ve really come to enjoy Eliza Knight’s THE HIGHLAND JEWELS. I admit to a love of Scottish Highlanders and probably have over romanticized them but that’s what I so enjoy about reading this sort of story – it allows you to live out your fantasy vicariously through the characters. LADY IN A BOX is a fun-filled read full of passion, wonder, mystery and a bit of hopefulness. It’s a story you can feel good about spending time reading and leaves you with a smile on your face.
If you haven’t read the first book in the series, WARRIOR IN A BOX is available now as well and contains Donell’s story – which was also a real treat to read. There will also be another book released soon called LOVE IN A BOX." ~Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies
"Oh, I love a man in a kilt. This is a hot quick read, with lots of scorching sex. The historical accuracies are a nice touch, like Ian’s accent, but don’t take away from the story. Which is nice." ~ Rated five Delightful Divas by Jade!
Excerpt...
Natalie Blackwood woke to the feel of a stubbly chin grazing her neck and coarse fingertips running up the length of her ribs. She moaned from the delectable sensation. Her eyelids slipped closed, only to pop back open a second later.
Warm green eyes, fringed by dark lashes, captured her gaze. Natalie took in the handsome chiseled features and warm full lips. Lips that only moments before had been on her skin.
“Dinnae be afraid, lass.”
Oh.... His Scottish burr was like a sinful caress. What a perfect fantasy.
“I’m not afraid.” She flashed a smile and was rewarded with a devilish wink and wolfish grin from the sexy man.
Natalie glanced about the room, sighing in contentment. An avid history buff and Gaelic instructor, this was her dream. She didn’t think she could have imagined it any better.
“A saucy lady, eh?” He leaned down to nibble along her chin.
“Only for you,” she teased, gliding her hands along his arms, massaging his shoulders.
“Aye, only for me.”
His lips descended on her mouth, claiming her, his tongue delving in and rubbing against hers. Tendrils of yearning curled their way around her insides. Her pussy pulsed, quickly flooding, waiting for him to plunge inside. He tasted of spices…cinnamon.
His hands slid down the length of her taut abdomen and caressed the curve of her hip. She swayed her hips closer, urging him to continue with his exploration.
“Yer so tiny, me little vixen,” he mumbled as his mouth traveled from hers to taste her neck.
His breath was hot against her skin, so real, so genuine. Was it possible she wasn’t fantasizing?
His hands gripped her ass, kneading the muscle and flesh, before sliding lower to caress and massage her thighs.
Natalie moaned, and nipped at his neck, letting her hands probe the muscles of his back and chest.
“What’s yer name?” he breathed, his lips lowering to capture a taut nipple. He suckled gently, then harder.
What was her name? He was taking away all rational notions from her mind. “Natalie,” she moaned.
“Natalie. Verra pretty.”