Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Q&A with Fagan Murray of Victoria Roberts' KILTS AND DAGGERS w/ review & giveaway

To celebrate the release of KILTS AND DAGGERS, the second title in Victoria Roberts’ Highland Spies series, Fagan Murray, the strong and handsome captain of Laird Sutherland’s guard has agreed to sit down with us and answer our questions so you can know more about this rugged Highlander!

What is one thing you would change about yourself?
I have a wee bit of a stubborn streak.
What is the best gift you ever received?
The best gift I’d ever received was when Grace gave me her hand in marriage.

Kilts and Daggers
By Victoria Roberts
My Highland Spy, Book 2
Sourcebooks Casablanca
Scottish Historical Romance
ISBN: 9781402292033
May 5, 2015
$7.99 Mass Market Paperback

This book begs to be read and reread.”—RT Book Reviews, 4 1/2 stars on My Highland Spy

Ever since Lady Grace Walsingham discovered her uncle and sister are spies for the Crown, she has yearned for adventure. She’s counting the days until she can leave barbaric Scotland behind, even if she must endure Highland captain Fagan Murray’s company for weeks.

Fagan has a simple mission: escort the haughty Lady Grace back to England. But nothing is ever easy. The sharp-tongued woman needles him at every turn. But when a menacing threat follows them on their journey, Fagan’s grudging tolerance for Grace turns to respect…and into a perilous attraction that could seal their fate.

Highland Spies series:
My Highland Spy (Book 1)
Kilts and Daggers (Book 2)
Plaids and Petticoats (Book 3)

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“Mister Murray, I don’t feel at ease discussing these subjects with you.”
“Then call me Fagan. Mister Murray was my father’s name anyway.”
Grace looked around and then softened her voice. “Now is that truly appropriate?”
“I told ye before. Ye’re a long way from England, lass. Lest ye forget, ye’re in the Highlands now. We do things differently here.”
She lifted a brow. “How could I forget?”
“Ruairi said ye’ll be staying with us for a few weeks. More to the point, I already call Ruairi’s wife Ravenna.” He turned up his smile a notch. “Ye and I are practically like family. Ye will call me Fagan, and I will call ye Grace, or I could always call ye bhana-phrionnsa. I’ll be kind enough to give ye a choice.”
“Ravenna may permit you to call her by her Christian name, but I certainly do not, Mister Murray. Although you do make me laugh, I’m afraid you and I are far from family.”
When Grace’s eyes smoldered, Fagan knew he shouldn’t get too close to the flame for fear of getting burned. There was still enough time to take his leave. Otherwise, he’d be verbally sparring with a lass in the middle of the great hall. Ruairi would no doubt have his head for causing mischief with his kin so soon after the wedding.
Fagan slapped both hands on the table and casually stood. Instinctively, he took another step back in case the lass suddenly had a strong urge to reach across the table and throttle him—or worse. Nevertheless, once she heard what he was about to say, the table wouldn’t provide enough space between them.
“Verra well then. I think bhana-phrionnsa suits ye quite nicely.” When Grace’s cheeks turned scarlet, Fagan smiled. “Donna say I didnae warn ye. Remember I did give ye a choice.” He winked at her and then turned on his heel.
He had a hard time trying to mask his smile. He turned around slowly and lifted a brow. “Aye?”
Grace flew to her feet, walked around the table, and closed the distance between them. She lifted her head, and by the way she was unsteady on her feet, he swore the daft lass was standing on the tips of her toes in a futile attempt to look him level in the eye.
“England and Scotland have been warring for centuries, Mister Murray, yet somehow Scotland has never won.” Lifting her skirts, she brushed his arm with her shoulder and took a few steps away from him.
That was until he called after her and stopped her dead in her tracks. “Cuine a chì mi a-ris thu, Grace?” When will I see you again? He made certain he said the words as though he spoke to his lover, which obviously had the desired effect because her whole body stiffened, and then she left him without a backward glance. Fagan’s mood was suddenly buoyant. He wasn’t exactly sure why he loved to unnerve Princess Grace, but he had one hell of a time doing it.
Open April 27 – June 1  
Giveaway for 3 copies of MY HIGHLAND SPY by Victoria Roberts  

My thoughts....4 stars

Grace is in the Highlands for her sister Ravenna’s wedding to Ruairi, laird of the Sutherland clan. Ravenna met Ruairi during the course of her duties as a spy for the English crown. Now she’s retired and taking up residence in the Highlands.
Grace isn’t crazy about Scots, the Highlands, or Fagan, captain of her brother-in-laws guard. She longs for adventure and wants to take Ravenna’s place as spy for the crown. She has no doubt she’d make an excellent spy and will speak to her uncle when she returns to English soil, the manor, and her fiancé, Lord Casterbrook.
Grace soon discovers the veracity of the adage, “Be careful what you wish for.” She gets adventure in spades and learns what spying truly entails.

At eighteen Grace is fairly young and naïve, but not to hear her tell it. She’s got plenty of spunk, sass, and confidence.  Youthful heroines can often be frustrating in a horror movie, “don’t go in there” way. They always do and you find yourself distracted from the story because you’re blessing out the heroine. When did she take the stupid pill that put her in this gosh awful predicament? The wonderfully refreshing thing about Grace is that despite her lack of worldly knowledge and experience she doesn’t lapse into idiocy. She actually learns from her mistakes, pays attention, and doesn’t overestimate her abilities. She isn’t responsible for any of the quandaries she finds herself in.

Fagan Murray is your standard brawny, ruggedly handsome Highlander or kilted barbaric Scottish miscreant to use one of Grace’s opinions. Fagan has a sense of humor, falling for Grace is evidence of that. He’s alpha and honorable without being over the top, though there are times Grace would no doubt disagree.  

Even if, like me, you didn’t read the first in the series you won't have any difficulty following the events and characters. 

KILTS AND DAGGERS is a spirited romantic adventure with a hero and heroine who spar as well as they fit together. Absolutely delightful. 

Victoria Roberts writes sexy, award-winning Scottish historical romances about kilted heroes and warriors from the past. Prior to ever picking up a single romance novel, she penned her first young adult novella at 16 years old. Who knew her leather-studded motorcycle hero would trade in his ride and emerge as a kilt wearing Highlander wielding a broadsword? Victoria lives with her husband and their two beautiful children in western Pennsylvania.

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