Spellbound Hearts

Aye, I stole a goblet. A magical one. From a witch. In my defense, I returned it. I just… took too long. I was trying to save myself from a loveless marriage, not doom my future. But witches don’t take kindly to thievery that cost them dearly. She granted my wish—then twisted it into a curse. Now I’m thrice wed, never for love. Men want me for my sight, not my heart. And when they don’t heed my visions, they die. I've been taken again, this time by Colin bloody MacDonald. A brute. A Highland warlord. My father’s greatest enemy. He says he’s not like the others.

I came to Campbell castle to destroy them, not to fall in love. The witch’s goblet promised any wish, any power. I stole it to avenge my murdered family. But magic always comes with a price and every time I use my gift, I’m in danger. And the Campbell laird, Ross—fiercely honorable, maddeningly protective, and impossible to ignore—was never part of my plan. Posing as a healer was supposed to bring me closer to my adversaries. Instead, every secret I uncover pulls me closer to Ross—and to the truth about who really betrayed us both.

When Murieall Buchannan asks for my protection, I offer her the only thing I have left—a bargain carved from sin. MurieallI stole a witch’s magic goblet to save my mama’s life and paid for my folly with a curse that binds me to the dead. The voices never stop. Their grief claws at my mind, and now people whisper I’m mad. My betrothal has been shattered, my reputation destroyed, and time is running out to break the curse before I lose everything. The witch’s answer to my pleas for forgiveness is as cruel as it is impossible: I must make the wickedest Scot in the Highlands feel again.

To claim the Highland stronghold I’ve always wanted, I must capture the cursed lass the king seeks. Then deliver her to him. The price I never expected to pay…is my heart. James. I was born a bastard, and I’ve never had anything truly mine. So when the king promises a castle and lairdship to the warrior who finds a mysterious healer and delivers her to him, I join the hunt. Finding Katreine is simple. Taking her to the king proves far more complicated than I bargained for. It begins with a lie—mine—that I’ll serve as her protector on some foolish journey.