The Christmas Child ~ Spotlight

Historical Heartbeats welcomes Author Darlene Franklin introducing her new release, The Christmas Child. Read the book to find out if the Christmas child is rescued. Darlene will giveaway an ebook copy of The Christmas Child to a commenter.

Blurb:

A year ago scandal ruined the annual Nanepaushat Cotton Mill Christmas Masquerade—the owner’s son tarried with a mill worker and she left, shamed and pregnant.

Tragedy strikes this year when the same son dies in a tragic accident. Can supervisor Preston Marshall and the shunned woman’s cousin redeem the flailing Masquerade and rescue the Christmas child? How will they overcome the difference in their positions?

Check out Christmas Child to read this imaginative retelling of Herod’s massacre of the innocents of Bethlehem.

Excerpt:

Tap, tap, tap. Eliza Lambert snapped to attention at the sound of hammer and nail, only faintly audible over the rhythm of the cotton machines.

All around her women, Adelaide Brewer and Samantha Cole among them, had heard the same noise. Mr. Orson Sr. wouldn’t forgive them quitting their shift half a second early, so Eliza imagined the possibilities in her mind as she went through her final repetitions at the spinner.

What would the theme of the 1878 Nanepaushat Cotton Mills Christmas Masquerade be? The festivities had started before the War as a sales gimmick to get people to buy more cotton in the winter. Now it had become a highlight of the Christmas season.

When the final bell sounded and the machines ceased, bells jingled throughout the hall. Preston Marshall, the shift supervisor, stood on the mezzanine. Even at this distance, Eliza could see the merriment in his face.

Adelaide and Samantha joined Eliza. Last year, they’d done everything together. Walked to the mill together, worked together, eaten together, and celebrated together. There’d been four of them, Eliza, Adelaide, Samantha, and Eliza’s cousin, Marina Dowd.

When scandal had struck not quite a year ago, Marina had dropped from sight. The remaining three friends now worked in separate departments. They headed to a spot below the mezzanine.

God willing, no cloud would darken this year’s celebration.

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Author Darlene Franklin

Author Bio:

I live near my son’s family in central Oklahoma—in a nursing home! I recently published my fiftieth book (Mermaid’s Song) and would love for God to give me 50 more! He’s fulfilling a lifelong dream for me to write devotions through the Bible.

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Researching A Highland Emerald

Read the interesting tale of Author Brenda B. Taylor’s research for the Highland Treasures series. Watch the book trailer here:

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After retirement I became interested in genealogical research and began researching family ancestry. The lives of my ancestors grabbed my interest and curiosity. I researched and traveled to their homelands then wrote about those in post-Civil War Missouri and 16th century Scotland. I found my Scots Munro ancestor who immigrated from Scotland to North Carolina in the early 19th century. Immediately, a story began to turn over in my mind about the adventurous Clan Munro of the Scottish Highlands. Historical romance was my favorite genre to read, so I crafted romances into the plots of the stories.

The research for A Highland Emerald was difficult but interesting and exciting. I traveled to Scotland three times for first hand experience of life in the Scottish Highlands. Scotland’s museums, ancient castles, and other points of interest are filled with history and artifacts. On the first trip, my husband and I traveled from Edinburgh to Inverness in a rented car on the wrong side of the road. What a journey, but we arrived safely at our destination and enjoyed the stay in a lovely bed and breakfast. While there, I noticed an advertisement on the bulletin board for Munro Highland Tours and immediately got in touch with George Munro, the tour guide. George took us on a beautiful tour of the land called Ferindonald, the clan lands of Clan Munro. He arranged a meeting with the chief’s mother at Foulis Castle, seat of the clan and home to Chief Hector Munro and his family. Mrs. Timmie Munro took us on a lovely tour of the castle and grounds. I cannot describe the wonderful time my husband and I enjoyed on the first trip to the Scottish Highlands.

George remained the tour guide on two subsequent trips to Scotland that I took with cousins. We traveled from the east coast to west and from the most northern point on mainland Scotland to the south. Truthfully, I have been all over the country, but haven’t seen everything I wish to visit. Mayhap another trip is in the making.

Blurb:

A Highland Emerald is the third book in the award-winning Highland Treasures series. It tells the story of Aine MacLean and William Munro, and is the prequel to A Highland Pearl.

Aine MacLean is forced into an arranged marriage with Sir William, Chief of Clan Munro, yet her heart belongs to a handsome young warrior in her father’s guard. She must leave Durant Castle, the home of her birth on the Isle of Mull, and travel across Scotland in a perilous journey to her husband’s home on Cromarty Firth. William agrees to a year and day of handfasting, giving Aine an opportunity to accept him and his clan. He promises her the protection of Clan Munro, however, Aine experiences kidnapping, pirates, and almost loses her life in the River Moriston. She doubts the sincerity of William’s promises and decides to return to Durant Castle when the handfasting ends. William determines to win Aine’s heart. Will the brave knight triumph in his fight for the bonnie lass?

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Excerpt:

Isle of Mull

Scotland, 1486

My father sat in his usual chair in front of the crackling fire, staring at the flame with dim eyes and a fur robe wrapped around his broad shoulders, the deerhound curled at his feet.

“Where are you going, Aine?” he asked with his back turned toward the stone, spiral staircase where I stood. “Come, sit with me for awhile.”

I pushed the arisaid from my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, then stepped over the wrap. Making my way to the stool where my mother’s embroidery frame stood, I took a seat and watched the flame.

Without turning his head, my father, Lachlan Og MacLean, eighth chief and fourth Laird of Durant Castle, asked, “Where are you going?”

“How did you ken ’twas I?” He never ceased to amaze me with his uncanny knowledge of events around him although his eyes, so dimmed by injury, saw very little.

“I heard the rustle of your skirts.” He extended his hand for me, so I rose and hugged his neck.

He smiled, embracing my arms. “And I ken your scent, lass. ’Tis so like your mither’s. You use the same scented soap as she.”

“Aye, but from so far away and with the smell of burning wood and dog in your nostril’s?”

“Your odor is a different pleasantry among the usual burning wood and dog. It stands out in my memory as does the pleasant odor of your mither.” He smiled broadly, showing still straight, white teeth beneath a greying beard. I could almost feel his penetrating gaze upon me as in the days before his sight was taken in battle. He asked, “Where are you going this dreary night?”

“Here, Da. To sit beside you and talk of the feast on the morrow.”

“Don’t try to deceive me, lass. I heard the sound of your arisaid dropping to the floor. You are planning a tryst, I feel certain.” His dimmed gaze pierced through to the depths of my soul. “I could see the turn of your head toward him each time he spoke at the evening meal.” A line formed between his brows and a shadow darkened his face. “You are to marry the Munro.”

“I dinna love William Munro.” My voice began to rise, and I struggled to control the cry climbing from the depths of my heart. “I wanna marry him, Da. You promised I could wed for love, not convenience.” The cry emerged from my lips. I buried my head on his shoulder and sobbed.

He caught my chin bringing my eyes back to his, “You made the decision to stay with me instead of going with Garvie. I shall hold on to that, a ghràidh, and pray someday you’ll love me with the passion you love him.”

 

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A Highland Emerald ~ Spotlight

A Highland Emerald, third book in the award-winning Highland Treasures series, is now available at most ebook vendors.

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Blurb:

A Highland Emerald is the third book in the award-winning Highland Treasures series. It tells the story of Aine MacLean and William Munro, and is the prequel to A Highland Pearl.

Aine MacLean is forced into an arranged marriage with Sir William, Chief of Clan Munro, yet her heart belongs to a handsome young warrior in her father’s guard. She must leave Durant Castle, the home of her birth on the Isle of Mull, and travel across Scotland in a perilous journey to her husband’s home on Cromarty Firth. William agrees to a year and day of handfasting, giving Aine an opportunity to accept him and his clan. He promises her the protection of Clan Munro, however, Aine experiences kidnapping, pirates, and almost loses her life in the River Moriston. She doubts the sincerity of William’s promises and decides to return to Durant Castle when the handfasting ends. William determines to win Aine’s heart. Will the brave knight triumph in his fight for the bonnie lass?

Excerpt:

Isle of Mull
Scotland, 1486

My father sat in his usual chair in front of the crackling fire, staring at the flame with dim eyes and a fur robe wrapped around his broad shoulders, the deerhound curled at his feet.

“Where are you going, Aine?” he asked with his back turned toward the stone, spiral staircase where I stood. “Come, sit with me for awhile.”

I pushed the arisaid from my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, then stepped over the wrap. Making my way to the stool where my mother’s embroidery frame stood, I took a seat and watched the flame.

Without turning his head, my father, Lachlan Og MacLean, eighth chief and fourth Laird of Durant Castle, asked, “Where are you going?”

“How did you ken ’twas I?” He never ceased to amaze me with his uncanny knowledge of events around him although his eyes, so dimmed by injury, saw very little.

“I heard the rustle of your skirts.” He extended his hand for me, so I rose and hugged his neck. He smiled, embracing my arms. “And I ken your scent, lass. ‘Tis so like your mither’s. You use the same scented soap as she.”

“Aye, but from so far away and with the smell of burning wood and dog in your nostril’s?”

“Your odor is a different pleasantry among the usual burning wood and dog. It stands out in my memory as does the pleasant odor of your mither.” He smiled broadly, showing still straight, white teeth beneath a greying beard. I could almost feel his penetrating gaze upon me as in the days before his sight was taken in battle. He asked, “Where are you going this dreary night?”

“Here, Da. To sit beside you and talk of the feast on the morrow.”

“Don’t try to deceive me, lass. I heard the sound of your arisaid dropping to the floor. You are planning a tryst, I feel certain.” His dimmed gaze pierced through to the depths of my soul. “I could see the turn of your head toward him each time he spoke at the evening meal.” A line formed between his brows and a shadow darkened his face. “You are to marry the Munro.”

“I dinna love William Munro.” My voice began to rise, and I struggled to control the cry climbing from the depths of my heart. “I wanna marry him, Da. You promised I could wed for love, not convenience.” The cry emerged from my lips. I buried my head on his shoulder and sobbed.

“Come here, lass.” Da rose, grabbed my hand and pulled me to face him, wrapping his powerful arms around my shoulders. He stroked my hair and planted a kiss atop my head. Disturbed, the great dog stood.

My heart ached to please Da, I loved him so. His tender embrace brought back memories of my childhood when he comforted me after a fall or some aggravation caused by my three older brothers. We stood for a long while.

He pushed me away, looking into my eyes and planting a kiss on my forehead. “I only want the best for you, sweeting. Your my heart, you ken. I dinna wish to leave this world without you being in the care of a good mon. The Munro is a good mon.” He hesitated then added, “With wealth and title.”

I looked into his faded blue eyes that once shone with the brilliance of the azure sky on a sunny day. He could only see the outline of my face while standing close, now. “If you truly desire the best for me, you’ll let me marry the love of my heart, not some bloat because of his title. Titles mean naught to me, Da.” Tears streamed from my eyes, wetting my cheeks. I pulled away from his grasp, swiping at the wetness with a smock sleeve.

“The Munro is a good mon and a fierce warrior. ’Tis nae better for a husband. He’ll be here on the morrow. We’ll have a feast to celebrate your marriage.”

“He’s old. I’m only eighteen summers. I shan’t attend.” Sometimes the stubbornness of my nature overtook good sense. I knew not to speak to my father in such a manner. He also possessed an immovable streak, and his word overruled my desires.

“He’s no’ old, Aine. A few years your senior, but no’ old by any means. When he’s my age, then he’ll be old.” I continued to sniff, wetting the front of his léine. All right, Aine. If that’s the way this game is to be played. You’ll be watched until after the celebration and the Munro departs.” The words spewed from Da’s mouth. A sinister, dark shadow cloaked his face. Muscles twitched in his jaws and his hands clenched in tight fists. I stepped back.

He abruptly turned and made his way up the stone steps to the upper story bed chambers, feeling the wall for security. When his foot struck the arisaid I dropped on the stair, he reached down, seized the garment and flung it with a vehemence I rarely witnessed from him, and continued up the staircase. The large dog followed at his heels. Not knowing what to do, I grabbed the arisaid, wrapped it closely around my shoulders, pulled the hood over my head, then ran toward the door of the great hall. Ellic waited in the garden. I wanted to be near him, feel his embrace, and listen to the sweet words he would whisper in my ear.

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Author Brenda B. Taylor

 

Author Bio:

The desire to write historical fiction has long been a passion with Brenda B. Taylor. Since elementary school, she has written stories in her spare time. Brenda earned three degrees: a BSE from Henderson State University, Arkadelphia, Arkansas; a MEd from Sam Houston State University, Huntsville, Texas; and an EdD from Texas A&M University, College Station, Texas; then worked as a teacher and administrator in the Texas Public School system. Only after retirement could she fulfill the dream of publication.

Brenda and her husband make their home in beautiful East Texas where they enjoy spending time with family and friends, traveling, and working in Bethabara Faith Ministry, Inc. She crafts stories about the extraordinary lives of ordinary people in her favorite place overlooking bird feeders, bird houses, and a variety of blooming trees and flowers. She sincerely thanks all who purchase and read her books. Her desire is that the message in each book will touch the heart of the reader as it did hers in the writing.

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Highland Treasures Trilogy ~ Spotlight

Historical Heartbeats is featuring the Highland Treasures Trilogy by Brenda B. Taylor. The third book in the series, A Highland Emerald, is now on pre-order at most ebook vendors. Order your copy now, and the book will be delivered to your ereader on the release date, September 26.

I am giving away two Munro Dread God lapel pins to a commenter on this page. The pins came from Scotland in my suitcase. I will ask for the mailing address of the winners.

The Highland Treasures Trilogy
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A Highland Pearl

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A sweet romance blossoms amidst feuding and war. With her reputation at stake after being accused of practicing witchcraft and hated as a member of a rival clan, Maidie considers leaving Clan Munro and returning to the home of her birth in Clan Cameron. Fierce battles, a tragic encounter, and a handsome clan chief compel her to make crucial decisions in this haunting romance set in the 16th century Highlands of Scotland.

 

A Highland Ruby

A Highland Ruby

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She must choose between a life of adventure with the man she loves or a settled, secure life with her betrothed. Flora Vass put Gavin Munro out of her heart and mind until he returned to Scotland after an adventurous five years in the New World. Gavin left no doubt he returned to make the bonnie Flora his own and intended to fight for her. Flora’s betrothed, Iain MacKay, and Gavin’s brother, Chief Andrew Munro, had other plans. Andrew needed her to marry the MacKay to bring peace between the two clans. Iain MacKay wanted an heir. War with England looms on the horizon, forcing Flora to choose between her heart’s desire and her logical choice.

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A Highland Emerald is the third book in the award-winning Highland Treasures series. It tells the story of Aine MacLean and William Munro, and is the prequel to A Highland Pearl.

Aine MacLean is forced into an arranged marriage with Sir William, Chief of Clan Munro, yet her heart belongs to a handsome young warrior in her father’s guard. She must leave Durant Castle, the home of her birth on the Isle of Mull, and travel across Scotland in a perilous journey to her husband’s home on Cromarty Firth. William agrees to a year and day of handfasting, giving Aine an opportunity to accept him and his clan. He promises her the protection of Clan Munro, however, Aine experiences kidnapping, pirates, and almost loses her life in the River Moriston. She doubts the sincerity of William’s promises and decides to return to Durant Castle when the handfasting ends. William determines to win Aine’s heart. Will the brave knight triumph in his fight for the bonnie lass?

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Ransom in Rio ~ Spotlight

Historical Heartbeats welcomes Author Theresa Lynn Hall introducing her international mystery, Ransom in Rio. Private Investigator, Braden McCoy only wanted to go fishing and Lexi Ramos only wanted answers to her brother’s death. In an international race against time, they both learn that life and love come with a price.
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The Book of Kells

I recently traveled to Ireland, and one place in particular I had on my agenda for visiting was Trinity College, Dublin. The Treasury in the Long Room of Trinity Library contains, The Book of Kells. The Book of Kells, also known as The Book of Columba is a priceless illuminated manuscript Gospel book in Latin, containing the four Gospels of the New Testament together with various prefatory texts and tables. It is the oldest Celtic manuscript in the world and has long been associated with St. Columba (c. 521 – 597 AD) who founded his principal monastery on the island of Iona, off the west coast of Scotland, in about 561 AD. The Book of Kells was probably produced early in the 9th century by the monks of Iona, working wholly or partially at Iona or at Kells, county Meath, Ireland. The monks moved to Ireland after 806 AD when Vikings attacked Iona and killed sixty-eight of their brothers. The Book of Kells was sent to Dublin around 1653 for reasons of security during the Cromwellan period. It came to Trinity College through the agency of Henry Jones, after he became bishop of Meath in 1661.

Over 1000 years ago, when The Book of Kells was written, Ireland had a population of less than a half million people living in fortified homesteads along its coasts and inland waterways. The Irish church was largely monastic in organization. Monks lived in communities devoted to the study of God’s word, fasts, and manual labor. The message of the life of Christ was spread primarily through gospel books, and scribes and artists who produced them held an honored place in Irish society. The monks of Ireland were instrumental in preserving the Bible during the European Dark Ages (c. 500 – 1000 AD), after the fall of Rome when Germanic tribes swept through western Europe and Africa destroying towns and villages.

Photos of The Book of Kells are not allowed, so the follow photographs are taken from the publication, The Book of Kells, an Illustrated Introduction to the Manuscript in Trinity College Dublin, by Bernard Meehan and published by Thames & Hudson, 1994. Hover your mouse or pointer over the photos for a caption.

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