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I love the holiday season! I think best things about Christmas are magic, snow, and being with the ones you love.
None of those things are guaranteed of course, but if the magic is right, then the wonder of Christmas brings us love, and merriment and joy. Snow is—well, let's just call it the icing on the Christmas cake. Even here in Alberta, Canada, we don't always get a true white Christmas.
But conditions look just right for the perfect Christmas in ONCE UPON A HIGHLAND CHRISTMAS. Imagine Christmas set in a castle in the Scottish Highlands, surrounded by snow-covered hills outside, and the warmth of good company, good cheer, good music, and good food inside. And there's plenty of Highland magic, and love.
If you've read other books in my ONCE UPON A HIGHLAND series, you'll know that the McNabbs of Glenlorne have a habit of stirring up ghosts and ancient curses and magic spells gone wrong on their way to finding their true loves.
Lady Alanna McNabb is no exception.
On the eve of her wedding to a man she does not love, Alanna goes out for a walk in the frosty hills, but her wee walk takes her into the heart of a sudden Highland snowstorm, and soon she's lost and alone on Craigleith moor, and in danger of missing her wedding—or worse. Much worse.
Enter the hero, Iain MacGillivray, the braw Scottish laird of Craigleith, who happens to be out on the moor for a bit of thinking time of his own, trying to reconcile himself to proposing to a woman he doesn't love, but who is oh-so-necessary for his future success as an English earl.
Iain finds a lovely lass half-frozen in the snow and barely breathing. He keeps her warm and alive through the stormy night, alone in a tiny cottage with naught but a warm fire and a fine length of MacGillivray plaid between them.
But the storm that brought Ian and Alanna together is a product of a love spell gone wrong—or has it? As Christmas draws nearer, so do Alanna and Iain, though other forces strive to part them forever. But magic—especially Christmas magic—will not be denied, and even the best laid plans can go wildly awry. It just wouldn't be Christmas in the Highlands, without a few unexpected surprises to mark the festive season.
I hope this Christmas finds you safe with the ones you love, with joy and merriment inside, and snow beyond your windows. From me and my family, Merry Christmas!