L.L. Muir > Quotes

“Thanks to the fictional character named Fraser, in a well-loved Scottish novel, Alexander’s existence on the grounds of Culloden had become its own bit of Hell.”
― L.L. Muir, Fraser

“Someone shouted McGillivray’s name and told him to return to the right flank. An older man shouted in answer. So that was the great leader who had led and inspired so many—or rather, would inspire so many men in a wee while.”
― L.L. Muir, Rabby

“The instant I’d known Wickham was gone, I had changed into something I would have never expected of myself. I felt like a mean version of Lot’s wife. I’d transformed in an instant, but I wasn’t a pillar of salt—I was a pillar of hate.”
― L.L. Muir, What About Wickham?

“Know this, Catherine, that ye have been loved well and true by yer grandfather and myself. And though we love ye still, another will come along and recognize yer generous heart and love ye for it. Dinna chase that one away with yer mean taser, aye?”
― L.L. Muir, Macbeth

“Geoffrey,” my uncle barked. “Yer nose is bleedin’.” The boy touched his fingers to his nose, then pulled them away and looked closely at them. “’Tisn’t,” he said. “’Twill be,” said Uncle Sjon.”
― L.L. Muir, What About Wickham?

“Practice?” “All talent needs practice.” Odin help him, he’d rolled his r! “And you’re certain you’re not Scottish?” “I believe my dog may be, but I vow never to introduce you.” First, it was an easy vow to make since Nimmo was much too old to leave Tam’s father’s estate.”
― L.L. Muir, Under the Kissing Tree

“But you'll be careful, won't you? Of course I can wait if it means real danger.” “I'll wait until everyone's asleep. Can you wait that long?” “We'll try, dear. If I die first, just slip a piece of apple tart between my lips. It may bring me back from the dead.”
― L.L. Muir, Kilt Trip: Part 1

“Her hand fell away, along with her smile. After a final wistful glance at his men, she turned back to her food. And he fled like an Englishman at the first blast of Highland bagpipes.”
― L.L. Muir, Under the Kissing Tree

“Then he explained how, one day, she would shed her own mortality and go looking for the gates of Heaven, and that she shouldn’t fear, because if it was in his power to do so, he’d be biding his time right there at the front. Easy to find. Waiting with arms flung wide and a grin on his face.”
― L.L. Muir, The Ghosts of Culloden Moor: Volume I

“The beast barked at the kitchen door, then waited for her to obey.”
― L.L. Muir, A Good Day for Crazy

“He shook his head fiercely. “In dark moments, my love. Remember it.”
― L.L. Muir, Kilt Trip: Part 6

“I’ve never been gifted with knowing a woman’s mind, lass. I’m not Jamie Bloody Fraser, am I?”
― L.L. Muir, Ghosts of Culloden Moor Collections Volume 2

“Swear it to me, Gaspar. Tell it back to me. I go where you go.” He smiled again. “I vow…that as long as you live…I go where you go.” And he sealed it with a kiss.”
― L.L. Muir, Collecting Isobelle

“It doesn’t matter a whit. I’ll admit, I was slow at it. Possibly two whole minutes passed between the moment our eyes met and moment my heart jumped from my chest into yer hands, aye?”
― L.L. Muir, Gerard

“Let her go, he told the moon. I cannot, it seemed to reply. “It seems,” he murmured aloud, “neither can I.”
― L.L. Muir, Collecting Isobelle

“And his heart pounded like the heavy tail of a contented puppy when he realized the event would repeat itself each evening while she remained in his care.”
― L.L. Muir, Collecting Isobelle

“Bart gave her a little shove—speak of the devil. But she was still high on adrenaline and defended herself—with the back of her elbow applied to the front of his face. She felt a satisfying crunch. His screech was like a song she’d been dying to hear on the radio.”
― L.L. Muir, The Ghosts of Culloden Moor: Volume I