My
San Francisco Highlander
Finding My Highlander
By Aleigha Siron
Genre: Time-Travel Romance
Release
Date: August 23, 2017
A love three
hundred years in the making — After being knocked out in battle, Angus Cameron
wakes in a terrifying new world with flying beasts, horseless carriages, crazy
music, and strangely dressed people. Has he gone mad? When Angel Adair
discovers a man in 1975's San Francisco Lands End park dressed in little more than
a Scottish kilt, is he just a confused drifter or her dream-lover come to life?
First Meet – My
San Francisco Highlander
Angel stepped
carefully down the slope toward her deerhound. “Simon, come to me,” she
commanded more forcefully. As she reached to brace herself against a tree, the
form of what appeared to be another dirty, ragged homeless man turned in her
direction. His heavily muscled frame, imposing even while leaning against a
boulder and sitting in the dirt, halted her. Dried blood crusted along his arms
and legs, tangles of debris clotted through his chestnut shoulder-length hair.
He wore a dark plaid kilt streaked with mud and more blood. Her breath stopped,
could he be Daniel? Of course, only the man’s rugged mien and broad shoulders
resembled her brother.
“Oh, Jesus,
you’re wearing a kilt, and you’re injured.”
Well, that was
about the stupidest response she could have made. She gave Simon another sharp
command. With a whine, the dog returned to her side.
She snapped on a
restraining leash. "He's not dangerous, really. I think the smell of blood
has disconcerted him." She waved her hand in a vague pass toward the man’s
battered body and took a step back.
"Are you in
need of assistance?" The man's fierce, disturbing appearance should have caused
her to run in the opposite direction as fast as possible, but she felt an
unexplainable urge to help him.
"My name is
Gillian Adair. My father is a doctor. You look as though you might need his
help." The man watched her; an expression of total confusion twisted his
face. “Are ye my angel, then? Have ye come to take me from this hell?”
He spoke with a
deep, heavy brogue. At first, she could only make out a few words. She thought
he’d called her Angel. Only her family and best friends shortened her middle
name, Angelina to Angel, and used it as her nickname. However, they referred to
her as Angel enough times around members of the St. Andrews Benevolent Society.
Could this man be a newly arrived Scotsman who recalled one of them addressing
her as such? She didn’t recognize him, but covered in dirt, brush, and
blood…rather a lot of dried blood, and wounds still oozing, it was unlikely
she’d be able to identify him from any previous brief encounter.
Weary, haunted
eyes registered a flash of fear in their deep, green depths. The sudden loud
rumble of a helicopter overhead spurred the man to his feet while at the same
time ducking his head. He moved with such obvious distress that he lost his
already awkward perch and slid further down the steep embankment futilely
snatching at passing brush until he caught hold of a sturdy bush.
If he slipped
any further, he would tip over the edge and plummet several hundred-feet onto a
pile of jagged rocks at the base of the embankment. Angel removed Simon’s
leash, issued a harsh command to stay, and scrambled down the slope clinging to
rocks and trees as she went.
She’d intended
to extend the leash to help the man up, but her good intentions went awry when
she slipped, fell on her back, and slid feet first in his direction.
A strong hand
latched onto her arm as she tumbled past his precarious position. He pulled her
up with amazing strength and anchored a muscled arm under her breasts in a
vise-like grip.
Aleigha Siron is
an Amazon best selling author of Time-Travel romance. After more than twenty
years writing and delivering management and other training programs for
modest-sized to Fortune Five Hundred companies, and ten years developing
community crisis-intervention training programs, Aleigha turned her writing
efforts to her first loves, fiction, and poetry. Her poetry has appeared in numerous
anthologies and university presses over the past few decades (under her alter
ego’s name.) Following a difficult period in her life, she discovered solace in
romance novels that inspired her to write in this genre. As she says, "who
doesn't desire a guaranteed happy-ever-after scenario?" Always interested
in the concept of time-travel, she knew her first few stories would follow that
theme.
When not
writing, her trusty four-legged companion/helper, Strider, accompanies her on
sunset walks along the shore. During these quiet walks under an expansive sky,
with the whoosh of waves across the sand and her gaze drifting over the rolling
sea, her best glimmers of inspiration come to mind. Following the recent
discovery of distant Scottish ancestors, she embarked on a trip to the
Highlands that is still weaving stories in the Finding My Highlander Series.
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