A Highland Captive

A Highland lady abducted not once, but twice…

“enthralling medieval romance”


A Highland Captive, a Highland Chronicles Tale, is an award-winning romance adventure set in 1298, during the Scottish Wars of Independence, following the battle at Falkirk where the Scots lost to the English…

***Winner of the Chill with a Book Readers Award***



Cailean MacDubhgaill, a knight from a small western island fighting for the Scottish cause, joins the battle at Falkirk but is wounded when he takes a blow to the thigh by an axe. Sir Eòin de Moray, uncle to his late friend, the former guardian, Andrew, helps him escape the carnage and takes him into a nearby forest, but is killed whilst fighting off pursuers.

Once Cailean has recovered from his injuries with the help of the healer Brìde, he rushes to de Moray’s manor on the northern shores of Loch Ness to convey the news to de Moray’s daughter, Isobel, but he is too late. He finds the manor burnt down, its people displaced, and Isobel abducted. Determined to honour the knight who had saved his life, he tracks Isobel down.

Finding herself taken away from her home against her will, to be married off to an English lord in service to King Edward I, Isobel de Moray ponders her fate when a nighttime raid on the mercenary camp sees her freed – only to fall into the hands of a strong-minded knight. The stranger takes her to his keep on the remote island of Eorsa, for her safety.

But Isobel has other ideas…

A Highland Captive is now available on Amazon in ebook and paperback formats.


The Scottish Wars of Independence provide a writer of historical romance with the perfect backdrop: political chaos, murder and mayhem. Add a fiercely independent hero, and a plucky heroine, plus not to forget Scotland’s gorgeous landscapes, and your eventful Scottish historical romance adventure can begin…

A Highland Captive – Excerpt:

“Shhh, don’t speak.” The voice was deep, a drawl not from her northern shores yet unmistakably Scottish.

Who was he to tell her what to do? She wriggled and bit firmly into the hand.

“I said,” the man whispered into her ear, pulling her roughly against him, “not a sound! Or you’ll have the same treatment as your friend Brodie here.” The threat was clear. She had a choice.

Taking a deep breath through flaring nostrils, she caught the man’s scent. Forest and earth, the mixture tantalising her senses. A man used to spending much time out of doors. And clearly a man used to being obeyed.

(c) Cathie Dunn 2018. All rights reserved.

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