Surrender was originally published in 2006, but it’s being re-released with some new material. It’s the 1st book in Clare’s MacKinnon’s Rangers series. I haven’t read the series and I don’t normally read “Highlander” books, but Pamela Clare is one of my favorite authors so I thought I would give it a try. I’ll admit it took me a little while to get used to reading the Scottish/Highlander brogue but eventually I found a sweet groove with the book and ended up being treated to a lovely romance with some hot smexin’ like Clare does so well.
That’s the thing about Clare’s books – she’ll give you a gut wrenching love story always beautifully written, but then she also manages to write some of the most erotic love scenes. There’s a scene on pages 247-249 that I found so erotic and surprising and I don’t think I’ve read what went down on those pages in a historical before. Here’s a little clue from later in the book:
He groaned, shocked by her willingness to play such a game. Hungry for her, he gripped her hips and drew her upward, until the musk and spice of her sex rested just above his mouth. A soft golden fuzz covered her pink flesh, a reminder of pleasures past. He parted her, heard her whimper.
Set in the Colony of New York in 1755, Iain is a Scott now reluctantly fighting for the British when he saves a woman, Annie, from death. Annie is full of secrets that do not go unnoticed by Iain. Slowly overtime, Iain’s guard comes down and Annie’s secrets spill all while they find themselves falling in love with each other. But it’s wartime. And Iain is the lead Ranger of the soldiers and there’s no telling how long he can continue to go into battle and still come back alive to Annie. But will Annie still be there when he comes back? Or will her secrets send her away?
While it took me a little while in this book to get to a spot where I found I really cared about what was going on with Annie and Iain, I did like Iain right away. His honor, determination, and sly sense of humor sucked me right in and eventually I couldn’t put the book down. Or perhaps that was the hot smexin’ once again?
Aside from the scorching love scenes that are traditional Pamela Clare, I am not sure of another writer that gives a reader a more satisfying epilogue than Clare.
His (Iain’s) rage broke like the tide against the shore, and before he could think, he pulled her hard against him, held her, stroked her hair. “You foolish, brave woman! Why do you no’ obey me?”
What the bloody hell is he doin?” Connor asked from somewhere behind them.
Morgan answered, “I think he’s punishin’ her.”
“If he tries this on the men, they’ll mutiny.”