Starlight

Starlight Scotland 1608 Darcy looked at Graham for the first time in months, and realized that her memory had not done him justice. He was gold and bronze, perfect like a statue. His eyes were ice blue. They were eyes that could pierce a man's resolve, and probably had many times. But not now. Now they assessed her, ice fading to liquid sky... Lady Darcy MacIntosh is in deep. Her father is obsessed with the demons of his past. Her clan, manipulated, is willing to follow him anywhere. To make matters worse, she is dragging Graham, the one man who cares enough to lose everything, down with her. Graham Davidson makes it a point to avoid upper class women, but every time he sees Lady Darcy, his imagination plays out all sorts of possible, and even impossible, scenarios. None of them have come to pass, at least not yet, but they've left him with a feeling of possession over her as if they actually have. Aye, Graham knew all about her father's strange behavior. He had witnessed it firsthand. To save Darcy meant taking the law in his own hands. But if that was what it took, then so be it...