TITLE – Warrior and the Wanderer AUTHOR – Elizabeth Holcombe GENRE – Scottish historical romance/time travel PUBLICATION DATE – December 23, 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 249 pages PUBLISHER – Amazon Kindle COVER ARTIST – Fiona Jayde Media Designs
BOOK SYNOPSISAn impossible adventure. A fierce, undeniable desire.
Infamous Scottish bad boy, Ian MacLean, takes a road trip to sort out his mess of a life and lands five hundred years in the past. He is taken hostage into what he is certain is a band of extreme Highland role players. The only bright light in this strange situation is his insanely beautiful warrior-princess captor who wields her claymore as well as her fiery feral charms.
To gain a strong ally for her clan, flame-haired Bess Campbell reluctantly married a powerful Highland chief who had no intentions of uniting the clans. After murdering her clan chief, he chains her to a rock condemning her to die in the rising tide, until a strangely dressed but startlingly handsome man emerges from the waves like a mythical selkie and rescues her. Bess learns her most odd savior has the same name as her murdering husband—MacLean—and makes him her prisoner.
Fearing she may have captured a madman, Bess forces Ian to journey through Scotland chasing down a killer. She finds Ian’s strange ways oddly endearing and uncommonly useful to her quest for revenge. Ian struggles to find a way back to his time, while being pulled deeper into his role in the past and his undeniable attraction for the fiery Highland warrior princess, Bess Campbell.
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She knelt at his feet and began smoothing the plaid across the cold stone floor, felt him watching her every move. “Ye’d best pay close attention,” she said, “because I’m no’ gonnae do this for ye again.”
“Should be humiliating for ye, to have me show ye how to properly dress yourself.” “Actually, I find it charming, in a weird sort of way.”
Bess ignored the last comment and folded the bottom third of the plaid into thick pleats. She slipped the rope under them.
“Lay on the plaid,” she said. “Place yer waist at the rope in case ye’ve forgotten.” “Oh, yer sarcasm tears me apart, Blaze.”
“If it would help to tear down yer arrogance then we’d be better served, and stop calling me Blaze.” He grimaced as he folded his body down to kneel beside her.
“Your wound...,” she began.
“Is nothing,” he said behind clenched teeth as he lowered his body on top of the plaid.He rested supine before her. Bess drew in a deep breath. She hovered over him, grasped the ends on the rope in her fists, tied it about his waist, and then adjusted the pleats under the belt.
Ian moaned from far back in his throat. Perspiration glistened across his forehead.
“Ye claim your wound is nothing, d’ye?” she chided, loosening the rope belt. Ian gave her a small forced smile.</ div>
She continued to dress him. Her fingers smoothed the wool over his hard waist, over his lean hips, and down the ridge of muscle on his thighs. Feigning indifference was the most difficult part of her task.
“Ye may stand now,” she said. “I’ll help ye.”
“No thanks,” he said struggling to sit up, “you’ve done quite enough.”
She ignored his protest.
“Bursting your stitches is no’ a sign of bravery, ’tis a sign of stupidity.” She took up his left arm and placed it over her shoulders. “Stand with me.”
“I can do it on my own,” he said.
“Ye’re just another arrogant bastard, a typical MacLean,” she said helping him anyway.“Have you ever thought that all MacLean’s aren’t forged from the same iron as your husband?” he asked.
“Ye betrayed my trust, so aye, I do think all MacLean’s are alike,” she said.</ span>
“But what sort of man would I be if I didn’t try to escape?” he asked.
She paused. He had her there. Of course she expected he would try to escape. That was why she had chained and tied him up in the first place.
Ian on his feet, Bess took a step backward. She could not help but allow her gaze to fall down the long length of his body and discovered her task was not complete.
She bent down, and scooped up the rest of the plaid dangling from his waist and tossed it over his shoulder. He remained silent, a blessing, as she tucked the end of the plaid under the rope belt. Task done, Bess surveyed Ian, and her knees suddenly weakened.
Dear God, she thought, he’s the Highlander of my dreams, of my heart. He is the one who could make love possible, if he wasnae so arrogant and odd, and I wasnae so bound to my clan. If ‘twas another time...
Elizabeth Holcombe’s background includes Bachelors and Masters Degrees in Fine Arts and Art History from Virginia Commonwealth University in her hometown of Richmond. She has taught elementary school and adult education courses on architecture in Rochester, Minnesota, and then worked as a fine arts museum registrar at the Flint Institute of Arts in Michigan.
Although she’s been writing since age ten, it wasn’t until after the birth of her son that she began penning book-length fiction. A past president of Washington Romance Writers, Elizabeth has also organized two highly successful seminars on romance for The Smithsonian Associates.
Elizabeth’s first published Scottish romance novel, Heaven and the Heather (originally published by Berkley/ Jove of Penguin Putnam), was a finalist for Best Historical Romance in the Holt Medallion, nominated by Romantic Times
Reviewer’s Choice for Best First Historical Romance and the Dorothy Parker Reviewer’s Choice Award.
Elizabeth lives in Falls Church, Virginia with her husband and son. She is also the proud owner of Dime Store Chic, ranked in the top 50 for vintage shops on Etsy.com. When not writing or crafting her mixed media creations, Elizabeth frequents local estate sales and flea markets.
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1. Tell us about yourself
I’m the product of the Mad Men era. I grew up in the 60’s and 70’s when doing things like
sneaking up on the roof of our suburban Richmond, VA home to read Judy Blume books and
drink Dr. Pepper out of glass bottles was considered fine living. These days I still live in the
‘burbs only now I’m inside the Washington, DC beltway in our mid-century home where I live
with my husband of 29 years, our son, one old Australian Cattle Dog, and one privileged Maine
Coon mix cat. When not writing, I am trekking the wilds looking for birds and photographing
them, as well as doing urban archaeology by junking and turning those cast-offs into dime-
store/vintage inspired creations for my etsy shop: Dime Store Chic. Oh, yes, and I still read on
the roof...of our tool shed.
2. Tell us about your new book?
“Warrior and the Wanderer” is my foray into the Scottish-historical-romance-time-travel genre.
(That’s a mouthful!) I adore time-travel stories. I find the development of characters being
thrust back in time, or facing a person from another time, fascinating. “Warrior and the
Wanderer” came about when I was watching The Beatles “A Hard Day’s Night” and I wondered
what folks five hundred years in the past would have thought about music like that. I modeled
the sarcastic wit my hero, Ian MacLean, uses as a defense mechanism from old John Lennon
interviews. My heroine, Bess Campbell, a fierce Highlander, has enough on her plate when the
story opens, and now she has to deal with this very strange man named MacLean. Rather that
burn him at the stake, she finds it’s far better to use his odd ways to further her own interests.
3. When you write, does your real life spill over into your book at any time?
In some very small ways. There may be a quirk here or a small encounter in daily life that I might
work into a story as long as it matches the book’s tempo and theme.
4. Do you think about a book of yours, being made into a movie, or not when writing?
I love movies and I can’t help but thinking of my stories as little movies in my head as I put them
onto my computer screen. Sometimes they even have soundtracks!
5. When naming your characters, do you give any thought to the actual meaning?
Not particularly. I like names that have a certain ring to them and are fairly accessible for the
reader to pronounce and remember.
6. What made you want to write and also what made you want to write the genre you
When I was ten, I read “Harriet the Spy” and loved the idea of keeping a notebook like Harriet
did. I looked forward to writing in it as often as I could. Eventually I wrote short stories and then
whole books of really bad fiction. I was drawn to Scottish historical romance, because of my
family’s origins and the fact that I just love stories about relationships and adventure. I also have
to admit that I like doing the research for the books as well. I even studied Scottish Gaelic in
adult ed classes for three years.
7. If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
My sisterhood of writing friends are all mentors and inspirations to me. They are hard-working,
wonderful women who I aspire to be when I grow up!
8. Do you have any tips for our readers that might dream of writing?
Don’t dream. Do it. I know that the blank page or screen can be a frightening prospect. Just get
those thoughts down. Dance with your thoughts and ideas by putting words on the page. You
can edit later. Remember that you have complete control over your story because it is just that:
9. Tell us anything you want?
Thank you, for giving me the opportunity to meet your readers. It is an honor and a pleasure to
introduce myself and my book to you. Cheers and Slainte! Elizabeth