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27/05/ · �� Read Now �� Download. eBook details. Title: Born in Sin Author: Kinley Macgregor Release Date: January 13, Genre: Historical,Books,Romance, Pages: * 09/03/ · Kinley MacGregor’s latest offering, Born In Sin, is a redemption story, and quite a good one, as it happens. If there were a little more to it, it could. Stunning Caledonia MacNeely Download to app Share Born In Sin Written by Kinley MacGregor Narrated by Antony Ferguson 5 / 5 (1 rating) 10 hours Stunning Caledonia MacNeely fights an unfamiliar shiver when she is Born in Sin by Kinley MacGregor, , HarperCollins edition, Electronic resource in English Born in Sin (MacAllister Series series) by Kinley MacGregor. Stunning Caledonia MacNeely fights an unfamiliar shiver when she is offered in marriage to the infamous 'Lord Sin'. Though ... read more

This had all the trappings of a disaster. Neither side would back down nor be reasonable. Her clansmen would never stomach an English army on their lands. Whatever was she to do? I will go alone. The only chance for peace is one man against them. As did his courage. But it was beyond foolishness to walk alone into enemy territory and expect them to surrender and bow. The day would never come when the Scots would do such. Henry shook his head. Henry cursed. I figure it would be easier traveling with you, but either way, I will make for Scotland. You need someone at your back. Something that obviously bound these two men together on the level of brothers. Something that seemed sinister and cold, judging by the tormented looks in both their eyes. Callie wanted to argue, but she knew better.

There was only one hope for her. She was nothing to Henry except a political pawn to be used as he saw fit. Let him find an English heiress to marry. Or some other lass who caught his fancy. She had to get away from here. From these men and this horrible country, or else all was lost. Jamie shook his head like an old man chastising a child. Well, at least the lad had found his tongue again. Scales, too. I think I still have the bruise. Dermot said it went bone-deep, though it just looked kind of purple to me. The woman had reversed herself just a little too quickly and he knew her mind, could see her thoughts plainly.

She was plotting a new escape. He motioned Simon to him. Watch her just the same. She has an incredible knack for getting herself into trouble. Oh, cursed toads, Sin must have sent the knight to watch over them. No matter. It merely made her escape more challenging. It by no means made her plans impossible. In her youth, she had often thwarted her intuitive nurse to slip out of the castle so that she could swim naked in the pond. As Simon approached, she noted the black raven on his green surcoat. By the cut and cloth of the stylish piece and pride of the knight, she surmised he was a man of some standing and wealth.

No doubt a great nobleman. He opened the door for her. I am a landless knight. Whatever had happened to them, it must have been horrible indeed. Simon glanced to where Jamie was waiting for them at the top of the stairs, near her door. He lowered his voice to keep Jamie from overhearing him. He almost lost his own life that day because of it. From the wall where I was hidden, I could hear the beating he took rather than reveal my location. There are times at night when I can still hear and see the blows he received defending me not just that night, but for all the years we lived at Ravenswood. I shudder to think what was done to him over it.

But knowing Harold as I do, I am quite certain he made good on that promise. But it went a long way in explaining the man she knew Sin to be. Once they reached the top of the stairs, Callie gathered Jamie to her and opened the door to her room. Lord Sin was a fascination for her, but that was all he would ever be. Not while she had an escape to plan. Sin spent hours trying to dissuade Henry from his madness. The man would not be swayed. A wife. The mere thought made his stomach queasy. What would he do with a wife? And, God forbid, love. All he wanted was to be left alone. Unbidden, an image of his brother Braden and sisterin-law Maggie drifted through his mind. No one had ever given him such a look. Less than a handful of people had ever looked at him with anything other than scorn or hatred. Not that he needed any tenderness in his life. Why would he want it to change now? Still… Sin shook his head. No more thoughts on the matter. He would do as Henry wished, but there were ways yet to thwart him.

An unconsummated marriage was easy enough to dissolve. Henry would be happy, and he was quite sure Caledonia would as well…. He cursed at the irony of her name. I hate everything to do with Scotland and its people, and would sooner rot with pestilence than ever put one piece of my body in Scotland again. Disgusted, he made his way up the stairs toward his room. Not until he heard a rhythmic thumping that echoed from the other side of her door. With one hand on the hilt of his sword, he paused with a frown to listen. Thump, thump…thump, thump…thump, thump…He cocked his head and moved closer to the dark oak door and splayed his hand over the wood. Especially when he heard the muffled grunts. He curled his hand into a fist. Surely Simon knew better than that. Sin pressed his ear to the door. There was no mistaking the sound. It was definitely a bed striking the stone wall with a tremendous amount of force. And the rhythm could be nothing other than a man thrusting.

But for some reason, the thought of Simon deflowering Caledonia made him want blood. Every last tiny drop of it. Both lumps froze. Shock rooted him to the floor as he took in the full sight before him. Simon lay on his side, fully clothed, tied both to the bed and to a lump of pillows with a rope. A gag of linen was stuffed into his mouth. Sin sheathed his sword, then pulled out his dagger to cut away the gag. With that amount of time, she could be anywhere in London. Caledonia paused as she glanced around the streets of London. The afternoon crowd that bustled in between the large buildings was fairly thick. None of them should recognize her or Jamie. The keeper had owned a stable with horses to be bought. If she could get to those horses, she would buy one for each of them with the money she had managed to hide from Henry. Once they were safely away from the inn, they would don the robes of a leper and no one, not even thieves, would dare stop them then.

They would be home in no time. Callie smiled. Can we not stop for a rest? Just a little one? Not when they were so close to leaving this place behind. Lifting Jamie up in her arms, she held him to her side and continued on. Poor Jamie barely remembered their father, who had died almost three years ago. And to a wee bairn, no less. God loves all people equally. Your mother is a good soul who loves us, and the Lord in His mercy will see her in heaven along with the rest of us when, God forbid, she dies. Please, no more questions. Callie walked on for as long as she could, but after a time her arms and back ached. A hundred? Two hundred? Think about being home again. Callie pulled him to a stop as she spied a group of mounted knights riding through the city. Laughing, the mounted knights paid no heed to her.

Oh, Lord, nay! She saw no sight of his brown cap. No sight of his red curls. Where could the wee lad be? Where was he? Where could he have gone to? Especially not in unknown places where strangers were about. Oh, Lord, anything could happen to him! Could he be in trouble? Her heart hammering, she searched all around her as fast as she could. Just please, God, please let me find him before something happens to him. He could have fallen in the river or he could have gotten run over by a cart. He could have been kidnapped by thieves or some horrid such! Her mind played through numerous horrific scenarios, and all of them culminated with Jamie needing her and she not being there to protect him. If anything happened to him, she would never be able to live with herself. The pain in her chest was excruciating. It tore through her lungs, making it hard to breathe. She had no idea where to look.

No idea how to find him in this foreign city. Through her panic only one clear thought emerged. Lord Sin. He would find Jamie. She was sure of it. Now she just had to find him. Sin scanned the crowd around him while he rode through the streets. Now he just had to get to the inn before the wench bought her horses. With Simon behind him, they were making good time. Out of the crowd, Sin spied a light blue veil on a woman so tall she stood head and shoulders above those around her. Even though she appeared frantic and hurried, he recognized her instantly. She stopped immediately. Instead of running away as he expected, she rushed to his side. Never in his life had anyone said such a thing to him, let alone held such a sincere look about it.

Something bad must surely have happened, for her to want to see the likes of him. Sliding from his horse, he held her by her arms. He was here a few minutes ago and then he vanished. Several people looked at them, but no one answered. Can you see him from up there? Maybe one street over. I believe so. But I did wash your eyes out. Do they still burn? When Simon spoke, his voice was colder than a snowstorm in January. Thank you, milady, for your kindness. Her eyes relieved, she grabbed on to him and he noticed the tiny bones of her hand. The softness of her touch. I even showed him where the shop was located and he said he would give anything to see the pastries and cockapies. I have a feeling he might have gone there.

I swear my head still throbs from the little demon. I swear that part of it was an accident. Jamie knew better than to leave her side. And the lad had best be in trouble when they found him. If not, she was going to throttle his young life right out of him. Simon led them a few yards over to a small bake shop, where an old woman was leaving with a basket full of bread. As they approached the store, Callie saw the squirrel Simon had mentioned and she recognized the small face staring out the window, scanning the passersby, and noted the smile of extreme jubilation as its large blue eyes focused on her. He was obviously as glad to see her as she was to see him. Relief tore through her as she slid from the horse and ran inside the store to her brother.

Tears ran down her cheeks again as she swept him into her arms. I never meant to scare you. I was just hungry. At the love the two of them had for each other. The boy looked up at Simon. Callie looked up as Lord Sin handed her brother his purchase. At least not alone. She closed her eyes as pain swept through her. It would be the death of the poor woman who had been a mother to her as well. But then what was she to do? Her thoughts turned to the man who would be her husband. Could she trust him? For an Englishman, he seemed reasonable enough. As did Simon. Perhaps, if she allowed them to go home with her, her clan might see that not all Englishmen were beasts.

Perhaps they could win them over…. What are you? Get your head out of the dream world, lass, and put it on earth where it belongs. It was a long shot, no doubt, but it was the only one she could see. If she married Sin, they could go home safely. Like it or not, she would submit to this marriage and trust in the Lord above to see her through it and to know what was best. Surely it must be His will, otherwise she and Jamie would have succeeded by now and been on their way home. This day had been an omen, and Callie believed wholeheartedly in omens. Tomorrow Sin would be her husband. She watched Sin mount his horse. He was a fine sight there, handsome, strong. The kind of man a woman dreamed about at night and hoped to see just once in the flesh. And he could be hers….

The hand he extended to her was both powerful and tender. He might not be her first choice for husband, but there was kindness in him. Fairness, too. If only he were of Scots blood. Still, there were far worse men to be married to. The very idea of returning to Scotland made him ill. Of course, he did have his brothers there, and while he was with her, he would make a point of seeing them. They alone made the idea of leaving England tolerable. But even as the thought swept through his mind, he became aware of the woman before him. The way she smelled and felt in his arms. She was warm and soft, a gentle balm to soothe him. Never even dared hope for any kind of comfort in his life. He sneered at the word. That was his life and he had no desire for it to change. He had fought too long and hard for his peace of mind to let this little bit of baggage in his lap come along and rattle him.

She had her head tilted to study his hands. The smell of her stirred him furiously. His arms were pressed against her rib cage and her red lips were parted just enough so that he could easily claim her mouth for a passionate kiss. The thought fired his body even more. The devil preserve him, he wanted this woman in a way most desperate. She stared at his lips as if she felt the heat between them. As if she, too, were dreaming of the kiss he longed to give her. But I am working on it. I wish you much success. She was a rare treat. One he would love to take a bite of and see if she was as saucy in his mouth as she was in his lap. He was teasing her.

The light in his eyes said as much. Charmed by his uncharacteristic behavior, she teased back. The woman need do no more than glance down and she would see proof enough of a horn that desired only to be naughty with the nymph in his lap. Oh, the spirit of this wench and the education he would kill to give her. He could just imagine her lying naked in his arms, her breasts pressed up against him. The taste of her flesh on his tongue. She was a temptress without equal. Surely I am foolish. Aelfa assures me you eat small children every morn to break your fast. Do you? Not worth the effort, really. She pushed a stray piece of copper hair back beneath her veil. Milady, your fire is missing a few logs if you think that of me.

Is that not right, Simon? The man nodded. Not even as a child. I did have a few years of fun with my brothers and a moment or two with Simon in our youth. I had four of them. You must miss him much. The knowledge that his brothers had all been home and were being cared for was the only thing that had made his hell bearable growing up. As he had suffered at the hands of Harold and the others, he had reminded himself that if not for him, one of his brothers would have been tortured in his place. Better he should be beaten and humiliated than any of them.

They were good and decent, and they deserved only the best that life could provide for them. I am the eldest. They reined to a stop just before the stable. Simon slid down with Jamie while Sin helped her down. Or do I need to hire a bodyguard for you as well? That was good. Mayhap this knight could help her better understand the man who would be her husband. As they entered the castle, Jamie pulled away from her and bounded up the stairs ahead of them. Simon gave her a suspicious stare. He hides it well, but every now and again I see it. A muscle worked in his jaw, as if he were warring within himself over whether or not he should tell her anything about his friend. Finally he spoke. His nose was still bleeding and his lips and jaw swollen.

Still, he stood erect and faced Harold of Ravenswood with a strength and dignity few men possessed. The old earl was renowned only for his cruelty and love of all things brutal, and as such even the stoutest of heart was known to grow a bit pale when they looked upon him. And yet here was a boy who stood without flinching. One who met the earl with his lips curled and his eyes narrowed in hatred. Harold asked him how it came to be that he held such courage before him. She could barely imagine a child saying such. She slid her gaze to Jamie as the lad swept into their room, and tried to imagine him in such a state. All little Jamie had ever known was loving arms and a doting family. And why? Why would anyone do such a thing to a mere lad? Everyone deserved love. It was what her mother, God rest her soul, had always taught her. Talking loudly to himself, her brother knelt before their trunk and started digging out the toys Aelfa had brought for him. He lined the knights up and catapulted them with his shoes while she and Simon went to stand by the window.

Sent as a guarantee that his father would no longer oppose King Stephen. I have hammer and anvil with which to forge even stronger sons. How horrible for Sin. Her own father would have killed any man who even looked askance at one of his children. He learned long ago to trust no one. Not even a woman. Including some who would gladly kill him if the opportunity ever presented itself. Women as well as men. He just has you. Seating herself at her dressing table, Callie tried to think what she should do. Part of her knew it was the worst sort of foolishness to bring an Englishman into her clan, and yet another part of her was fascinated by Lord Sin and the possibility that he could be the bridge between her clan and the English. She was well past the age of marriage. Just as she reached the end of that period, her father had died.

Since then, she had been too occupied with the problems of her clan and the unknown rebels to think about a husband. How she wished Morna was here. She would help her decide what was best. But then, Callie knew the answer in her heart. She had to get home before the rebels or her uncle attacked the English to get her back. If Sin kept his word and left his men behind, then perhaps there could be peace. Oh, what was she to do? Her head ached as thoughts and doubts chased each other around. The door to her room opened. Callie looked up to find Aelfa standing pale in the doorway, wringing her hands. Aelfa had been her only friend and confidante these weeks past, and had aided her in ways that would have the tiny woman beaten if anyone ever learned of it.

Maybe I should just forget what I heard. Aye, forget it. Aelfa froze and her large brown eyes widened even more. God might not forgive that. Would it make me an accomplice? Aye, I think it would. The king himself might want me dead for that one. It was quickly followed by rage and indignation. Just who would dare say such? He scares me too much. And even now that it had, her choice was clear. Especially one to whom she owed so much. Without another word, she left the room in search of Lord Sin. Henry had made his decision clear. Sin was to find the Scots rebel leader and kill him. There was nothing unusual about the order. It was what made him anathema to the court. An abomination to the pope. It was also what had saved his life as a boy. The man had been nothing more than a poor pilgrim who had come to Outremer to pray. There were no happy memories of childhood or of anything else. All he remembered was the wanting.

What he had gotten was innumerable insults and beatings. Torture at times so cruel and severe that he wondered how he had managed to survive it with his mind and body intact. Surely no one could survive what he had and be left normal. Day by day, sometimes even hour by hour, he had suffered through and emerged so strong that no one could touch him now. He was granite. And he fully intended to stay that way. Sin cocked his head as he heard a sound. It was the soft whispering of leather against stone. So slight, most men would not have heard it at all, but for a man whose lack of vigilance had cost him dearly in his youth, it was mammoth. From the shadows he saw a man emerge with a dagger. In an instant, he knew the man who attacked him. Though why it surprised him, he had no idea. You've discovered a title that's missing from our library.

Can you help donate a copy? When you buy books using these links the Internet Archive may earn a small commission. Open Library is a project of the Internet Archive , a c 3 non-profit. Previews available in: English. Though few can equal her skill with the sword, Caledonia MacNeely fights an unfamiliar shiver when she is offered in marriage to the infamous "Lord Sin. And with the fate of her troubled clan hanging in the balance, she has little recourse. Banished as a child, "Sin" MacAllister learned to despise his Scottish heritage. Yet now, to unmask King Henry's foes, he must return to the hated Highlands -- wedded to a bewitching lass whose flaming red hair matches the fire of her spirit. A cold, hard heart has always been the key to Sin's survival, but this beauty awakens in him a perilous need he's never known. Showing 2 featured editions. View all 2 editions? Add another edition? Copy and paste this code into your Wikipedia page. Need help? Born in Sin Kinley MacGregor.

Born in Sin × Close. An edition of Born in Sin Donate this book to the Internet Archive library. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Though Callie fears this mysterious knight — less for the dark whispers that nacgregor him than for the burning desire he invokes — she is under order of the English King. And with the fate of her troubled clan hanging in the balance, she has little recourse. Mass Market PaperbackFirstpages. To see what your friends thought of macgrfgor book, please sign up. Lists with This Book. Highland Lovers, macgrgeor readers, moning fans, tortured hero fans. MacGregor was not lazy with the macgrregor Often, Writers in my honest opinion are lazy with romance. They amcgregor not spend enough skn building the tension, working out the problems, or other important matters. MacGregor did no such thing. This is fine writing with an in depth acuity toward the story line. The Plot Progression is perfect in a mathematical sense This goes slightly with No.

The timing in this novel was impeccable. The tension building is long enough to invoke your feelings but not too long as to tire you out. I must say I love the placement of the rising action, climax, and falling action. The perfect timing of kjnley aspects of the novel take away the predictability, which as an avid romance reader I know other people grapple with. The point is, in this novel when she said Sin was evil he did things worth being deemed evil. I appreciate the honesty to her characters 4. I just want to literally and you make take this however you want His resiliency is something born of god. I love them for all the odds they beat. Sin is inwardly gorgeous. What he has done is horrible, scary, and down right wrong. Yet, like a phoenix he rises from the ashes of his destruction and shines.

There is a quote that he said that completely stopped me. Closing his eyes, he did what he macgregoe done since he was a kinly boy. He prayed for the politics of Henry and her brother not to come between them. Prayed for some miracle that would see them with a future together. He saw in his mind the children he would love to have. He wanted this dream. With every piece and part of him, he jn for it. He had to have it. The beginning may be a little confusing of that quote, but hopefully you understand. This is a man who would give it all to just for once be more than his past.

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