Thursday, August 1, 2013


 To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship the second installment of A Highland Moonlight Spinoff series is available. The first part of the series of three is a 3,066 word short story, To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Beginning. It's free at Amazon, Smashwords, Apple and ect.  It was number 18 in free short stories as of yesterday.

To Capture A Highlander's Heart: The Courtship is a 20,000 word novella and  is now available at Amazon, and Smashwords and will be available Barnes and Noble, Apple, Kobo, and everywhere else very soon.

Here's the blurb: 

When lady’s maid Grace MacNab captures the eye of fierce warrior, Gabriel Campbell, the man she has loved for more than a year, she hopes she may one day wed the man of her dreams. But Grace holds a secret about her past that may stand in the way of their happiness.

Gabriel Campbell desires Grace with a passion just as fierce as his loyalty to the Campbell Clan, but she wants marriage and he’s not ready to lay down his sword to raise babies. Gabriel can’t reject Grace’s love and hurt the woman who’s penetrated his defenses, but neither can he dishonor her with less than a commitment.

Can trust end their doubts and seal their love?

 And an excerpt:

He set aside the small crock and bundled strips to wipe his face and dry his hair, then draped the rag across the back of a chair. His heavy sword and girdle made a hollow sound as he laid it on the table.  He unlaced his leather jerkin, peeled it away, and tossed it onto one of the rough-woven seats. His shirtsleeves clung to his muscular arms, still wet. When he knelt before her, Grace straightened in surprise.
“Are you truly whole, lass?” His brown gaze, dark with concern, traced her features.

“Aye. I am. Except for the wee cut on my foot, I am the same as I was this morn when we broke our fast together.”

His features relaxed. He sat on the stone hearth and rubbed a hand over his beard-covered jaw. His knuckles were red and swollen from the fight. His hair, still wet, hung against his cheeks. Mud splattered his boots and the knees of his trews. Yet he made no move to see to his own needs.

A wave of tenderness drove Grace to retrieve the washbowl from the small table, and, returning to the fireplace, she poured some of the hot water from the pot on the hearth into it. “Come sit at the table and put your hands into the water, Gabriel. ‘Twill ease the soreness and the swelling.”

His gaze meander from her bare feet, over her calves, then upward. With every inch, it became harder for her to take a full breath, and her mouth grew progressively drier. A sweet ache blossomed in the secret parts of her body. He rose to his feet and the feeling increased. By the time he reached the table, her body clamored for his touch.

His fingers brushed the hem of the shirt she wore. Her knee tingled at the closeness of his fingers, though he never made contact. It took all her control to remain motionless, though the desire to be closer threatened to overwhelm her.

“You are a sweet sight, Grace. A temptation t’ me.” Gabriel’s voice was soft and husky. “‘Twould be best for us both for you to dress while I am thus distracted.”

Warmth surged into her face and she nodded. She limped to the bed and found her shift. What would it be like to have a man with so kind a nature share her body? She saw the glow on Lady Mary’s face when Lord Alexander was near. Their public expressions of affection were few, but she had observed the way his hand lingered at her waist when they walked together. How he cupped her shoulder when he rested his arm on the back of her chair. In his conduct, his love for her was there for all to see.

Tis that and more I want. But how can I get it? And what is it they share that brings such a light to their eyes?

Grace drew the shirt up over her head and dropped it upon the bed. She glanced over her shoulder. Gabriel would not dishonor her by looking, but the tense set of his shoulders told her he wanted to.

She smiled.

How would she feel if he saw her like this? Warmth flooded her body and the intimate, taunting need he inspired intensified. Such new and wondrous feelings set her hands to shaking and made them clumsy as she slipped her shift on over her head, then her kirtle. Her skin felt tight, the fabric rough against it. When she tugged her surcoat into place she realized, for the first time, how restricting clothing could be.

Teresa Reasor 


Ella Quinn - Romance Novelist said...

Great excerpt!! I tweeted and shared on FB.

Andrea Cooper said...

Beautiful cover and excerpt. I shared on Google+

Teresa Reasor said...

Thank you ladies. I appreciate your support. Working hard on the next section, The Wedding Night and my next SEAL book.
Write on,
Teresa R.

Tina B said...

Enjoyed the excerpt! I will be adding these to my TBR. :)
Congrats on the new release, Teresa!

Teresa Reasor said...

Thanks so much. I've been eager to have this one out there. So glad it finally is.
Teresa R.

Unknown said...

Teresa, I already know I'll love this one. Glad it's out there, now.
Best of luck on sales!

Teresa Reasor said...

Thanks so much for saying that. Let me know what you think.

Unknown said...

Oooo when will The Wedding Night be published? I can't wait and your website says nothing about the book or when it should be coming out! I've already read The Beginning and The Courtship, both were so good! Loved them! Thanks.

Unknown said...

Oooo when will The Wedding Night be published? I can't wait and your website says nothing about the book or when it should be coming out! I've already read The Beginning and The Courtship, both were so good! Loved them! Thanks.

Teresa Reasor said...

I'm waiting on my cover and I'm hoping to have everything ready to go by January.
I'm so glad you've enjoyed the other two excerpts of the story!!!
Thanks for letting me know.
Teresa R.