Top ‘O The Morning! It’s almost St. Patrick’s Day, so I’ve the perfect bargain read for you. THE TEXAN’S IRISH BRIDE is on sale for 99¢ from March 11 to 17. I love this book and hope if you haven’t read it, you’ll take advantage of this sale!
https://www.amazon.com/Texans-Irish-Bride-McClintocks-Book-ebook/dp/B008V1UG54/
Heat rating is PG18. Although most of my
recent books are sweet and G rated, be aware that this book contains mild sex
scenes between the married couple. In addition, there are a few curse words.
Most of all, THE TEXAN’S IRISH BRIDE is a compelling story of finding love unexpectedly, of family values, and of overcoming prejudices. Dallas McClintock, the hero, is truly heroic—at least, in my opinion. Cenora and her family members have to learn how to fit in to achieve the life for which they’ve yearned.
This book has a lot of reviews, and most are very positive with five stars. One that surprised me gave the book a bad review because of “all that Irish stuff” in it even though the story was good. May I refer that person to the title, THE TEXAN’S IRISH BRIDE. Yes, there is dialogue that includes the Irish dialect. There are Irish blessings and superstitions. Having uneducated characters from the 1800’s Ireland speak with perfect diction and use proper grammar would be wrong.
Ireland is one of my husband’s and my favorite places we’ve been. After visiting Ireland and hearing about Irish Travelers, I was drawn to their quaint carts, strange cant [language], and their sad plight. The more I studied about them, the more fascinated I became.
Irish Travelers are descended from medieval minstrels and poets who traveled Ireland telling myths and stories. At that time, they were respected and learned. Travelers have their own language, Sheldroo, which is linked to medieval language. At the time of the English occupation of Ireland, many Irish families were turned out of their homes. At that time, it was illegal for Irish to learn to read and write—only the English could attend schools and universities. There were a few “hedge schools” but the teachers faced serious penalties if caught.
The homeless Irish families drifted in with the traveling minstrels and eventually became the Irish Travelers. They camped in fields. Later they acquired tents, then the colorful wagons that resemble gypsy wagons. Modern Travelers we saw in Ireland used RV’s. They are not gypsies. Gypsies are Romany, who originated in India and spread across the Western world. Travelers also have spread throughout the Western world.
Ah,
forgive me. I could go on for hours.
Here’s a description of THE TEXAN’S IRISH BRIDE:
Cenora Rose O’Neill knows her father somehow arranged the trap for Dallas, but she agrees to wed the handsome stranger. She’d do anything to protect her family, and she wants to save herself from the Irish Traveler bully, Tom Williams. A fine settled man like Dallas will rid himself of her soon enough, but at least she and her family will be safely away from Tom.
Texas rancher Dallas McClintock has no plans to wed for several years. Right now, he’s trying to establish himself as a successful horse breeder. Severely wounded rescuing Cenora from kidnappers, Dallas is taken to her family’s wagon to be tended. He is trapped into marrying Cenora, but he is not a man who goes back on his word. His wife has a silly superstition for everything, but passion-filled nights with her make up for everything—even when her wild, eccentric family drives him crazy.
Here’s an excerpt to tempt you set at Dallas and Cenora’s wedding feast (Aoife is Cenora’s mother):
Four girls danced, but only one drew
his attention. Shoulders straight and feet flying, Cenora met his glance, then
broke away from the other dancers to perform only a few yards from him.
Dallas raised his
gaze where Aoife directed.
Catcalls sounded nearby. She ignored
them but gave a toss of her head. Her hair had come unbound, and her act sent
her fiery hair awhirl. Light from the blazing campfire cast an aura-like
radiance around her. Lantern glow overhead reflected her eyes sparked with
merriment, challenge, and something mysterious he couldn’t name.
No longer the delicate china doll, her
wild beauty called to him, mesmerized him. He visualized her brilliant tresses
spread across a pillow, her milky skin bared only for him. His body responded,
and savage desire shot through him. Surprised at the depth of his reaction, he
wondered if her performance in bed would parallel the unbridled nature of her
dance.
Good Lord, could this glorious woman
truly be his wife? And if so, heaven help him, what on earth was he to do with
her?
Those
things I warmly wish for you-
Someone
to love,
Some
work to do,
A bit
O' sun,
A bit
O' cheer,
and a guardian
angel always near
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