New York Times bestselling author Lynn Kurland presents a sweeping romance in which true love can go beyond time...
Imogen Maxwell is on a hunt for rare, antique items to use on a period movie set. The last thing she expects to discover in the peaceful Scottish countryside is a pristine medieval sword...or to suddenly find herself facing its very vintage owner in a far too authentic castle.
Phillip de Piaget has run out of patience with his recalcitrant Scottish betrothed and is determined that she will join him, once and for all, in front of the altar. Only the lass he captures fleeing his would-be keep seems more interested in running away from him than talking to him. In fact, she seems to have no idea who he is.
But taming his reluctant bride is the least of his worries; it seems someone else wants him at the chapel...in a stone box. As for Imogen, how can he let her go, when she holds the key to not only the castle, but his heart?
Family antics save Kurland's plodding 14th de Piaget time-travel romance (after Dreams of Lilacs) from crumpling under the deadweight of the spineless heroine. Phillip of Artane has managed to ignore his family's oddities and quirks while growing up, but when Imogen Maxwell tumbles from nowhere into his castle keep, he has to accept not only that time travel actually exists, but that his relatives hop in and out of timelines on a regular basis. Imogen, an American working on a movie set in Scotland, is horrified when she touches a medieval sword and gets thrown back into the Middle Ages. Despite her terror, she is comforted by Phillip's promise to help her get home and enjoys visiting his gregarious family. Phillip never gets in trouble and is chivalrous to a fault; so much perfection in one hero is grating. Meanwhile, Imogen is a doormat who just gets trampled over. Readers are advised to follow the de Piagets' example and blithely ignore potential paradoxes or confusion around time travel and the sequence of events.
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Great read. Can't wait for the next book.
Poor Pitiful Ripoff
This is a pale, derivative, sex-less version of A Knight in Shining Armor. The plot is cumbersome, the characters thinly-drawn, and there is no passion -- of any kind. Even the notion of the outcast from a large family of overachieving sibs is ripped off but poorly done. The author should be embarrassed