Caught in the Kilt

After Culloden, the glen belongs to the redcoats. Ailis Grant's late uncle left her one thing worth more than land: a loch that breeds horses no soldier can catch. One of them walks out of the water on her first night and takes her hand. He speaks. He bleeds salt. And he has been waiting three generations for a Grant woman with the stomach to ride him. Ailis hides him in her byre because the croft starves without a stallion. He agrees because he needs a bride willing to drown, and no Grant has ever been willing. But the factor wants the loch, a cousin wants the sale, and the redcoats want every horse in the glen dead or in their string — and one of them has just seen the shieling burn. A monster bait Scottish historical romance of saltwater, hoofbeats, and a kiss that has to be given underwater.