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With If You Dare, Cole introduces a thrilling new romance trilogy featuring fierce Scottish brothers with dangerous lives, dark desires, and a deadly curse.
Can he exact revenge?
High in the Pyrenees, a band of mercenaries led by Courtland MacCarrick wages war for General Reynaldo Pascal. When Court turns on the evil general, Pascal orders him killed but Court narrowly escapes and exacts revenge by kidnapping Pascal's exquisite Castilian fiancée.
Can she deny her passions?
Lady Annalía Tristán Llorente despises her towering, barbaric captor almost as much as she does Pascal. Her inexplicable attraction to the Highlander only fuels her fury. But nothing will stop her from returning to Pascal -- for if she doesn't wed him, she signs her brother's death warrant, as well as her own.
Can there be love between them?
From the moment Court discovers that Anna's prim façade masks a fiery, brave lass, his heart's ensnared, and he dares to defy the curse that has shadowed his life -- to walk with death or walk alone. But Pascal vows that he'll hunt the two, never stopping until he's destroyed them both.
- Sales Rank: #183421 in Books
- Brand: Cole, Kresley
- Model: 1775559
- Published on: 2005-05-01
- Released on: 2005-05-01
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.75" h x 1.00" w x 4.19" l, .40 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 384 pages
Review
"[A] classic romantic adventure that will leave you breathless!"
-- Julia Quinn
"Kresley Cole takes readers on the adventure of a lifetime!"
-- New York Times bestselling author Susan Wiggs
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Kresley Cole is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the electrifying Immortals After Dark paranormal series, the young adult Arcana Chronicles series, the erotic Gamemakers Series, and five award-winning historical romances.
A master's grad and former athlete, she has traveled over much of the world and draws from those experiences to create her memorable characters and settings.
Her IAD books have been translated into eighteen foreign languages, garnered three RITA awards, and consistently appear on the bestseller lists, in the U.S. and abroad.
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Chapter One
The Principality of Andorra, 1856
Yes, yes, very well then. Take out his heart."
For the first time since his beating began, Courtland MacCarrick's split, bloody sneer faltered. The general's impatient command seemed unreal to him, the words sounding hollow and indistinct, probably because Court could see nothing, blinded by blood dripping from a gash on his forehead and by his swollen lids.
The henchmen restraining him whaled two punches into his stomach, unable to contain their excitement at the prospect of killing off a mercenary, and a rival at that. Court could do little to defend himself in his condition and with his wrists bound.
"If you kill me," he bit out as he labored for a breath, "you know my men will avenge my death. You would no' risk that over simply payin' us what's owed?" His voice was thick with brogue, as it hadn't been since he'd left the Highlands years before.
"No one will avenge you, MacCarrick, because they'll all be dead as well," General Reynaldo Pascal said in a casual tone. Though he couldn't see, Court knew the man had a thoughtful expression on his face. The Spanish deserter had never looked like a power-crazed zealot -- more like a benevolent statesman.
"My kin will keep comin' until they've stamped you out."
The general sighed. "In any case..." Court could imagine him giving an impatient hand wave, signaling the end of the subject. "...do make it painful and prolonged."
"You will no' do it yourself?"
He chuckled softly. "You of all people should know I hire men to do my dirty work."
As the two yanked him away, Court said over his shoulder, "Aye, but do the fools holdin' me know that you doona pay them for it?"
They jostled him, heaving him from the room, then strained to pull him down the stairs and outside onto the rough slate street.
As soon as he felt the sun on his face, he heard a woman gasp; an older man said, "Mare de Déu," but Court knew better than to expect anything from the people here other than a sharp turning of their heads and the ushering of children inside. Their fear of Pascal was ingrained. Court could be butchered in the town square and no one would lift a finger. Actually, that was a close estimation to what he knew was about to happen.
Yet he didn't feel as though that was the direction they were moving in. He heard the din of rushing water, realized they were traveling to the river beside the village, and futilely turned his head toward the sound. "No execution in the town center?" he rasped. "Careful that I doona feel slighted."
"We are being more circumspect with our...activities," said the one on his left.
"Too late. Pascal's already angered Spain." He bit out the words with conviction, but in truth it was little more than a hope.
"And we will be ready," the other replied, just before they slammed him up against what had to be a bridge railing. And Court couldn't fight because he couldn't see.
The water was directly below them, pounding furiously over a drop-off. The Riu Valira was always an angry torrent after rains to the north. He struggled to remember how high this bridge was. Would the Valira be deep enough?...
He heard a knife being unsheathed. What choice did he have?
"If you do this now," Court said in a low, deadly tone, "my men and my kin will descend on you. They live for killing." And kill for a living.
Court knew he couldn't talk them out of planting that knife. These weren't merely two among the general's army -- these were assassins, part of the Orden de los Rechazados, Order of the Disavowed. Court just wanted time to get his bearings. A second stalled was possibility...
If he jumped, they wouldn't chase him down the river. They'd consider his battered condition, with his hands bound and with the impact of the powerful falls, and reason that he would drown for certain.
Unfortunately, they'd probably be right....
The knifepoint pricked his chest as though poised there -- almost comforting because at least he knew where it was. Then...gone. Drawn back for the blow --
He shoved himself back, the force pitching him over the railing, tossing his feet over his head before he landed in the icy water.
The impact stunned him, his body taking the hit as though crashing into a wall. He sank down so far pain stabbed his ears from the depth, then struggled upward with bound hands.
Though it went against every instinct, he forced himself to reach the surface facedown as though dead. He sensed the pull of the water and realized that facedown in this case meant being swept from the falls' pool headfirst.
The Rechazados shot just as the rushing water began propelling him over the rim of the elevated basin. The bullets ripped through the water so close to him he could feel their percussion, but he didn't flinch even when he was forced to dive from above, then ride another series of falls into the main current.
The river boiled with rapids and swiftly carried him away. Just when he could stand it no longer, he raised his face for breath, but inhaled mostly foam.
The churning force drove him into rocks, the larger ones knocking him above the surface for lungfuls of air, but his weight quickly wrenched him down to the river bottom lined with jagged slate. The fractures snagged his clothes until they were in tatters, and then his unprotected skin. Each hit took him closer to oblivion.
Yet he continued to fight and managed to turn himself feet first. The water had washed away the worst of the blood, and the icy temperature had lessened the swelling, allowing him to see from the slit of one eye.
A high jutting rock approached; he lunged for it, looping his bound arms around it. The current swept on relentlessly until the wracking pressure on the ropes snapped his wrist. He didn't care -- he gulped air. After only moments of rest, the bindings sliced away, leaving him to the mercy of the river once more.
He'd been in and out of consciousness for what felt like days when the current finally calmed. In the lull, he perceived that the freezing temperature had muted the worst pain of his injuries. In fact, he felt nothing but the subtle warming of the water as he drifted into a static pool by the bank.
Succumbing to the blackness was an overwhelming temptation now, nearly stronger than his will, but he forced himself to crawl to the stony shore on one hand and his knees. Free of the river, he collapsed onto his back and cradled his broken wrist.
The sun warmed him, taking away the worst of the chill, and for how long he lay there he didn't know. He only noticed when a shadow passed before it. He squinted to bring a thin line of vision to his one good eye.
He must've sucked in a breath -- his bashed ribs screamed that he did -- because a woman with shining hair knelt beside him, peering down with widened green eyes. Her lips were parted in surprise, and an unusual stone glinted light from a choker around the pale column of her neck. When she tilted her head at him, a breeze blew a dark curl across her cheek.
Breathtaking. "Aingeal...," he murmured as he resisted the blackness once more.
"Perfect," she answered with utter sarcasm as she rose and put her hands on her hips. "Simply perfect. This animal's alive."
Tea.
Annalía Elisabet Catherina Tristán, daughter of the family Llorente, had ridden out for flowers to brighten the afternoon tea. Where did the marsh marigolds grow best? By the river. By the cursed river, where apparently the cursed mercenaries wash to shore.
She hadn't known what to think when she'd spied the body from afar. Perhaps a shepherd had fallen in the Valira during a storm to the north? Yet as she approached she'd recognized that this giant was no shepherd, and she hadn't missed the nationality. Around his waist he had a thick, wide belt, the style of which was foreign. Attached to the belt had been a swatch of plaid left from some larger cloth.
Plaid meant Scot. Scot meant killer.
She bemoaned the situation yet again and tugged on the reins looped over her shoulder, trudging forward, pulling along Iambe, her hunter, who had two hundred plus pounds of Scottish deadweight attached to her. Neither she nor Iambe was used to such labor. AnnalÍa sighed wearily -- they were both thoroughbreds born for a different purpose altogether.
She was ill equipped for a rescue -- or truly anything more involved than gathering flowers -- so the conveyance she'd fashioned consisted of a rope tightened around his chest, pinning his arms to his sides, then another rope pulled under both his arms and tied to the saddle.
But why was she dragging him up the steep mountain incline to her home? Scots were hated in Andorra, and yet she was taking one straight through the narrow rock entrance -- the only entrance -- to the three higher plateaus separating the river from the manor. Her ancestors had gated the passage, and for five hundred years it had kept the horses on their ranch in -- and strangers out.
Surely he was one of the Highland mercenaries brought here by Pascal. Their tiny, almost hidden country so high in the Pyrenees wasn't exactly overrun with Highlanders. But what if he was the singular Scot who came here for other reasons? And she let him die? She thought he'd called her an angel and he'd looked so relieved to see her, as if he had every confidence she would save him.
If he was one of Pascal's men, she'd simply have to heal him, then kill him herself.
After plodding past the crystal lake Casa del Llac derived its name from, she and her baggage arrived in the manor's central courtyard. "Vitale!" AnnalÍa called for her steward but received no answer. Where was he?
Smoking, no doubt. Over dice. "Vitale!" This whole place was going to ruin without her brother. "I know you're smoking behind the stable, and I don't care just now!"
Vitale leVieux peeked his craggy face around the side of the stable. "Yes, mademoiselle -- " he began before he gasped at the injured man, smoke w...
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful.
Alright, but not as good as her other books...
By R. McFeeters
I bought this book because I love Kresley Cole's Immortals After Dark series. Naturally it's not much like the paranormal series because its set in the 1800's and is a historical romance, however the book was entertaining. I didn't find it to be page turner like her others, but it was good enough for me to want to read the other two.
Run Down of the Story:
Court is a Scottish missionary from the highlands, he is in France doing what he does best - making war - when the evil Spanish warlord, "Pascal", who hired him betrays him. Court nearly dies and is washed ashore on the banks of a river where he is discovered by Anna, a French hooty-tooty, whose brother is running the defensive against Pascal.
Anna lives alone on her and her brothers estate, seeing how her brother is off fighting the Spanish. She decides to take mercy on the Scottish brute and bring him to her home so that she may nurse him back to health. This wouldn't be a historical romance novel if Anna was not clueless to the male physic and stuck up as all get out, of which she is both.
When Court comes around he is taken aback by Anna's beauty and not so much by her personality which borders on prejudice and cruel. Anna meanwhile thinks Court is an uneducated barbarian and once he is feeling better she attempts to get him out of her home. Court is not ready to leave; he has sent word to his mates and waits their arrival so that he can take his revenge on Pascal. Since Anna lives alone he takes advantage of her weakness and flat out tells her that he isn't going anywhere.
While Court becomes more intrigued with the moody Anna it comes to light that Anna's brother has been captured by Pascal and in order to secure his release Anna must marry the evil Spanish Warlord. Anna goes to Court to ask to hire him and his mercenary's so that they may rescue her brother and prevent her from marrying her enemy. Confusion ensues where she attempts to ask and Court doesn't fully understand her situation seeing how she never fully explains it and what do you know he finds out just in time to kidnap her from Pascal's home before the wedding. She's none too pleased because she believes that she has committed herself to the marriage and that this is the only way to save her brother.
Court decides to hold her against her will and take her to London where she will be safe. Her brother escapes after some help from Pascal's daughter (side line romance) and is to meet up with Anna in England. On the road Anna and Court become involved, but don't go too far (her virtue - blah blah) once in England though they confess their love to one another and seal the deal.
Okay that's it in a nut shell. Pretty cut in dry, no real twist, not that much action, mostly just a lot of dialogue between Court and Anna (she likes him, she hates him). Tons of sexual tension.
0 of 0 people found the following review helpful.
If You Dare
By Megan D. Martin
If You Dare is a good story, I liked it, but I didn't love it. It was interesting and it held my attention but its not something I would re-read, like I would A Hunger Like No Other, another romance by Kresley Cole. Courtland MacCarrick is described as a handsome scot rougue and Annalia Tristan Llorente is described as a beautiful castilian. Annalia finds him by the river beat pretty badly and unconscious. She takes him in to care for him, even though she knows she shouldn't since she can tell he is a scot. When he regains consciousness he is captivated by Annalia but he feels he should hold back due to the MacCarrick curse that haunts him and keeps him from ever marrying. All in all I found this story to be kind of average. There is passion and romance, but I felt there should be something more.
0 of 0 people found the following review helpful.
Tea: a good healthy cup, thanks
By Chris Smith
Overall, this book sets you up for what appears to be, a good series.
There was a lot of action mixed with lots of sexual tension, added to a denial about the sexual tension, made for some funny situations and characters. Good strong characters, and a pretty good story, set in a period piece.
It follows a young woman who ends up falling for the wrong guy (someone not considered a gentleman)..and he for her..yet they're both in denial, through out most of the story..added to that an unsavory gentleman is trying to make her marry him, thus preventing dragging her family into a battle, though he captures her brother (unknown to her)...
Each book follows a different brother, as they find and settle in (or try to) with their mate.
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