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Gather the Stars

As a child, Rachel de Lacey delighted her military father by claiming she would marry only the bravest man in England. Betrothed to Sir Dunstan Wells, she thinks she's realized her dream. But when she is kidnapped from a ball to be used as a pawn by the rebel lord Glen Lyon, she discovers she was wrong.

This traitor challenges everything she's ever believed and teaches her that sometimes courage isn't leading a glorious charge with saber slashing. Sometimes courage is staying behind after the battle is over, trying to save those left to the vengeance of the sword in a conquered land.

When Gavin Carstares, Earl of Glenlyon, uses Rachel in his fight to snatch the women and children of Scotland from beneath Sir Dunstan's vengeful campaign, he never suspects brave, defiant Rachel can help him gather the pieces of his soul he'd thought lost forever upon a battlefield.

Gavin and Rachel found a special place in my heart. May you find in the Glen Lyon a hero who makes you believe in happily ever after.

"Someday you'll find a man who will give you all the beauty and wonder you deserve. Just give yourself a chance."

"But how will I know?"

"When he kisses you-as if he were tasting an angel."

"Show me, Gavin," she pleaded. "Show me how it feels to be kissed as if I were an angel."

"I can't."

The words wounded, yet Rachel allowed him no retreat. "Why can't you?"

"Because if I did I would never stop. And I can't have you, Rachel. I can never have you."

"It's only a kiss, Gavin. You say a man should cherish me, but I don't even know what that is. Show me, so I'll be able to tell when this is over and you're back in your glen alone."

A soft groan tore from Gavin's throat. His battered hands framed her face, his touch so tender an answering ache shuddered to life in Rachel's heart.

His mouth drifted down, tasting of flavors Rachel had never known: hunger and regret, worship and hopelessness, awe and loss. His lips melted into hers, seeking as if on a holy quest, clinging, as if he were a drowning man and she were a tiny island of sanity in a violent sea.

"This is how a man should kiss you, lady," Gavin said, desolation in his eyes. "Don't destroy your life in a loveless marriage. I'm already lost, Rachel. But you're not. Not yet."

I want to thank all of you who have written to me about "Gabriel's Angel," my story from Pocket's anthology Gift of Love. The warmth you've expressed is what authors dream of.

Write to Kimberly Cates at 1994 1st St., Ste #123, Moline, IL 61265. An SASE is appreciated.


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