Haunted & Revered: The Scotsman's Destined Love (Book 15)
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💫“I wasn’t prepared to have my emotions unraveled and cry over a couple whose male half I expected not to like.”
💫“This author doesn't shy away from hard topics. The characters and their emotions are real and raw.” 💫“Who needs the movies when we have such a fabulous storyteller!”“Deidre!”
At the sound of her husband’s voice, Deidre’s knees almost buckled in relief and for a short second she closed her eyes, leaning her forehead against her mare’s neck. “’Tis only Alastair,” she whispered as though it had been her trusted mount that had been spooked.
A moment later, a tall, broad-shouldered man stepped into the small space sheltered from the outdoors. His boots were encrusted with snow, and his coat looked almost white with the myriad of tiny flakes clinging to it. He pushed back his hood, revealing his dark blond hair, tied in the back, as well as his piercing blue eyes; eyes that had always been full of tenderness when they’d looked into hers.
Now, they reminded her of an icy lake, frosted over and treacherous. Dull and cold and distant as they could not see what was right in front of them.
“What are ye doing out here?” His gaze shifted over her, lingering on her reddened cheeks instead of her eyes. “Surely, ye must be mad to seek out this place in such weather.” His jaw clenched, and despite his rough demeanour, Deidre could see the tension that held him. He’d been concerned for her. He’d followed her because he cared. He no longer told her so, but she knew it to be true.
Still, the distance that lingered between them sent a chill through her heart that not even the freezing coldness of a winter’s day could match. “I came here to think,” she told him as she stepped closer, her eyes seeking his. “To remember our daughter.”
Instantly, he shied away. His gaze dropped from hers, and he shuffled backwards, his teeth clenched. “Ye can do so in the safety of Greystone Castle. Let’s head back.”
As he made to leave, Deidre reached out and grasped the front of his coat, pulling him back, determined not to let him leave. Not like this. Not today.
They loved once without doubt. Now they grieve with distance. And still—they hold on. Alastair Brunwood, Highlander and husband, has always seen Deidre as his heart’s home. But after loss upon loss—and the death of their infant daughter—he becomes convinced that his pain is punishment, and his presence a burden. When a prophecy suggests Deidre will find new love by Christmas, he dares to believe that letting her go might bring her peace… even if it breaks him.
She lost everything. Except her belief in them. Deidre has suffered, yes. But her grief doesn’t make her love Alastair less—it makes her need him more. Yet the man beside her retreats deeper each day, pushing away the comfort she aches to give. When whispers of fate and flowers reach her ears, she refuses to let prophecy decide. Her love was chosen long ago—and she isn’t done fighting for it.
Grief divides. Love bridges. And tomorrow is always unwritten. In the hush of winter and the shadow of loss, Alastair and Deidre must face the painful truth: healing doesn’t arrive all at once, and comfort isn’t weakness. Their bond was forged in fire and tenderness—it can survive even this, if they let it. Because no prophecy, no pain, no silence can erase what was real… and what still is.
They’ve lost more than most. But love lives. And maybe this Christmas, it blooms again.
🌿 If you’ve ever been afraid that grief made you unlovable—and longed for someone who still chooses you, even when choosing is hard… this story is yours.
Each love story in this series can be read as a stand-alone. However, most readers prefer to read them in order.
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