A Faerie Fated Forever

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Mary Anne Graham, May 6, 2009 - Fiction - 264 pages
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A faerie curse promises that one perfect love awaits Laird Nial Maclee. To claim its passionate promise, he must find his fated lady while avoiding the traps, snares and schemes of females lured by his position, looks, charm and the blasted legend. A single misstep will condemn him to his father's fate - a lifetime of craving the love he can never have nor ever forget. Despite his vow never to face that fate, Nial knows that a laird must put the needs of his clan first, even if it means wedding the wealthy heiress and daughter of the only rival clan on the Isle of Skye, "Heather the Hag." To save the Clan Maclee and secure its future, he should marry the dowdy lass even though she won't "set the claws of passion" to his manhood, as the curse provides, so she can't possibly be his faerie fated forever. Before his solution to the dilemma sent Heather fleeing to transform herself for launch on the marriage mart in London, Nial should have recalled that faeries sometimes make the impossible the inevitable.
 

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If it was possible to have a negative star review, this book would have it. It started with great promise and could have been much better. The modern slang and unrealistic behavior at the balls really took me out of the story.
Regardless of the fact that the main characters were Highlanders, no one in that time era would have openly fondled each other on the dance floor. I found it even more difficult to believe that women would openly try to grab his junk which requires the famous Maclee swipe. And Heather's need to prove he didn't love her was over the top and petty.
Now, let's talk about the red dress. Can someone please explain how this dress even is possible? It "curves around her breast (or udders as Heather calls them, another major annoyance in this story) and drops to her navel (i.e. belly button). Then the back is open to the top of her butt. All of this with a corset that makes her "udders almost spill over the top". Ummm, what? And, why would her mother allow her to purchase/make this dress. Oh! Nial picked her up for the dance while she was wearing this dress. Then when they get to the dance, he notices her over the top revealing dress and spazzes out? He should have noticed at her house and threw a fit then. It was just a plot device to get the characters alone and cause a scene with Geoff. And not a very good plot device at that.
I always finish books. No matter how frustrated I get with the story, I have an inate need to finish it if I start it. I don't even feel that with this one. I gave up right before the duel. I just couldn't anymore. The modern language started the downward spiral and the dress was the crashpoint.
It is a good thing this was a free book. I would have been really mad if I had to pay for this drivel.
 

Contents

Section 1
11
Section 2
20
Section 3
35
Section 4
46
Section 5
61
Section 6
73
Section 7
91
Section 8
106
Section 12
168
Section 13
184
Section 14
200
Section 15
219
Section 16
242
Section 17
260
Section 18
275
Section 19
288

Section 9
119
Section 10
134
Section 11
156
Section 20
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If you were born in Hartsville you were surely fated to adore romance. Mary Anne Graham was born an Outlaw in the tiny town of Hartsville, South Carolina. She attended Francis Marion in nearby Florence back when it was a college rather than a university and earned a Bachelor of Arts in English with double minors in history and mass communications. She went on to USC Law School - think South not West - and graduated with a Juris Doctor degree. She (somehow) survived and passed the bar exam. She practices law in South Carolina. When she wasn't busy writing legal briefs, Mary Anne read and re-read her shelves and shelves of works by authors like Johanna Lindsey, Catherine Coulter, Elizabeth Lowell, Susan Johnson, Susan Elizabeth Phillips, and Julia Quinn. Although her career as an attorney called to her passion for justice, it wasn't quite the right kind of passion for the lady from Hartsville who always dreamed of writing a book of her own - someday. Deciding that the only wasted dream is the one abandoned, she sat down to work on populating her bookshelves with some tales of her own. She now lives in "paradise" - Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, with John, her computer programmer husband and her sons Zack and Sam. All of her men spend much of their free time battling each other at computer games over their home network. Mary Anne used to feel a bit left out of the wired world the men inhabited, but it suits her just fine these days, because she is at her laptop, crafting a happily ever after where second chances and new beginnings are always possible. Blog: http: //quackingalone.wordpress.com/

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