The Highwayman of Tanglewood by Marcia Lynn McClure
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The Highwayman of Tanglewood
by Marcia Lynn McClure
4.5 of 5 stars
Faris gasped as a gloved hand of a sudden covered her mouth from behind. Be still. The Highwayman of Tanglewood owns ya now. Faris smiled...as he whispered, Do not struggle. Ill not harm ya, lass Come away with me, sweet Faris, the highwayman whispered. What say ye?
I say, who are you, highwayman? Faris breathed...All romantic thoughts of knights riding to win the fair lady were driven from her mind. A rogue's manner was vastly more delightful!
Aye! But that ye should know, sweet Faris, the highwayman whispered.
I know you not, sir, Faris said in a whisper. Surely I would remember such a shape of a man.
"Indeed, would ya, lass? he asked.
I would, sir, she answered.
Tis well ya know who I am, fair Faris, he whispered, kissing her neck again. I am the Highwayman of Tanglewood.
A chambermaid in the house of Tremeshton, Faris Shayhan well knew torment, despair and trepidation. To Faris it seemed the future stretched long and desolate before her -- bleak and as dark as a lonesome midnight path. Still, the moon oft casts hopeful luminosity to light ones way. So it was that Lady Maranda Rockrimmon cast hope upon Farisset Faris upon a different path -- a path of happiness, serenity and love.
Faris abandoned the tainted air of Tremeshton in favor of the amethyst sunsets of Loch Loland Castle and her new mistress Lady Rockrimmon. Further, it was on the very night of her emancipation that Faris first met the man of her dreams -- the man of every woman's dreams -- the rogue Highwayman of Tanglewood.
Dressed in black and astride his mighty steed, the brave, heroic and dashing rogue Highwayman of Tanglewood stole Faris's heart as easily as he stole her kiss. Yet the Highwayman of Tanglewood was encircled in mystery -- mystery as thick and as secretive as time itself. Could Faris truly own the heart of a man so entirely enveloped in twilight shadows and dangerous secrets?
If ever a novel can be described as sweetly romantic, then this is it. It's the type of story that, if you find your preteen reading it, you won't have a panic attack. While there may be a tiny bit of blood and gore involved, there is nothing explicit that would cause any worry.
But that doesn't mean that there isn't any meat to it. In fact, Marcia Lynn McClure shows herself a master of her craft by not employing erotica yet making the story scintillating.
While the basic plot follows the typical outline of boy-meets-girl/relationship hits a snag/boy wins girl, a good twist is that the heroine Faris has no idea who he is and there are three contenders for the role of hero, AKA the Highwayman of Tanglewood.
And the humor! Pie is the antidote to all ills, mothers can thwack their sons over the head when needed, and villains get humiliated in the best way.
Do I really have to say out loud that I loved this book?
Note: Written by Ramona (contributing author/blogger)
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