Tag: Sophie Skelton

I’m not sure what’s more confusing: time travel, 18th-century fashion, or trying to explain peanut butter to…

“So, who do I have to lock in a tunnel to get a drink around here?” ~Brianna…

You are going to die, to hang by the neck until you are dead, and if it…

“How could I say no to a man who pursued me for two hundred years?”~Brianna Fraser (Sophie…

“Sorry, lass,” he said, with a half-smile. “I’m a marrit man.” He made to pass by, and…

“You can… call me Da,” he said. His voice was husky; he stopped and cleared his throat….

And suddenly it was all simple. He held out his arms to hear. She stepped into them…