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The Christmas Castle in Scotland (Romantic Escapes, #9) The Christmas Castle in Scotland by Julie Caplin
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“She leaned in and kissed him. The sword fell to the floor with a clatter as he slipped his arms around her and hauled her against his big, hard body. Who needed Jamie Fraser when you had your very own Ross Strathallan?”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Til a’ the seas gang dry.”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“No one else existed. His kilt flared at the knee as he moved and the white linen shirt gaped, revealing a smooth, broad chest. Her mouth went dry as all her Jamie Fraser fantasies turned into dust at the sight of Ross’s brawny shoulders and strong neck.”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“Don’t you worry that she’s like Icarus, she’ll fly too close to the sun one day?’ Graham laughed again. ‘But, son, she can fly.”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“Meanwhile, Xanthe prattled on about the evening for the whole ride home, reminding Izzy horribly of a post-ball Mrs Bennet.”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“What would it be like to have that wholehearted connection with another person? To have someone that cared that much about you? Was it weak to want someone to look out for you occasionally?”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“She was rather like a demanding Persian cat, completely self-contained and aloof when it came to food, expecting it to be left out for her, but if it wasn’t fresh enough when she finally deigned to eat it, she’d turn her nose up.”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland
“Land belonged to everyone, didn’t it, as well as the creatures that roamed over it? For her, owning it seemed a human arrogance, the idea of stewardship felt much better. A privilege that she would never take for granted.”
Julie Caplin, The Christmas Castle in Scotland