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Highland Caller
by Liadan Brodie
Category: Romance/Fantasy
Description: For the past ten months Fiona Stewart has been dreaming of a man. Once he appears in her bedroom and asks her to go to Scotland and correct a wrong that was done long ago, how can she resist? She just isn't expecting help from the current head of Clan Keith. Ian Marshall has refused to marry after seeing what happens to the men in his family. When an American comes to visit and end the curse on the men in his family, will he be able to win Fiona's heart?
eBook Publisher: DCL Publications LLC, 2007 Australia
eBookwise Release Date: February 2008
 
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [71 KB]
Words: 13137
Reading time: 37-52 min.
The closer she got to the crumbling walls that had vines growing haphazardly up them, the closer she felt to him. She couldn't tell Abby and Liza his name, not yet. She had to see him first, had to know for sure that it wasn't just her imagination. Abby called out to Fiona, "Would you slow down? Good Lord woman, there's nothing there but a pile of old, falling down, dirty, moss covered bricks." Liza elbowed Abby and whispered, "Don't irritate her. You know how she's been ever since she saw that man or vision or whatever it was." Abby frowned, "I know, but I seriously think she's got some weird mojo going on in that head of hers." Abby shook her head and watched Fiona stop in front of the ruins. "I told her all that meditation would make her lose her marbles and I was right." * * * *Fiona couldn't believe it, she'd found the entrance he had shown her. The entrance he had used countless times and the entrance that had led him to his death. She was certain there was something more he wasn't telling her about his mysterious death. She looked around and saw Abby and Liza slowly making their way to her she stood. She couldn't wait for them, she knew where she was going and what he needed her to do. This was her destiny after all. She was nervous and afraid that this would all turn out to be a figment of her imagination and she would wind up in the nut house. But she had to see this through, she needed to know she wasn't crazy. She very cautiously placed her foot on the bottom step leading up to the opening. There was no door there now, the wood having fallen to decay centuries before. When she had both feet firmly on the lower step she proceeded forward until she was stood beneath the arch of the doorway. She felt a zing of electricity shoot through her body as she stood there. She knew that he was near and he was waiting for her.
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