A Scots author complained about the “dignity, morals and respect” of women on twitter – after she put up a post about kilts, featuring Gerard Butler.
‘I love his muscular calves,’ said Aubrey Wynne. “Gimme more.”
‘Why do we love them? that question is rhetorical, right??” asked Kishan Paul.
“I’ve never seen this kind of thing before,” the Scot’s author said from her desk in Scotland. “I’ve been on twitter goodness knows how many times, this blog too and I’ve never known behaviour like it. Maybe from now on I should stop all this blogging shit and show men in kilts. Gerard Butler in particular? After all, forget whisky, where the ladies are concerned he is one of Scotland’s finest exports.”
So there we have it.
SO there we have it. Tomorrow Scottish week will ‘daringly’ conclude with common Scottish misrepresentations.
Aubrey’s happy as you can see…. And she hasn’t even seen this blog yet!
Men in kilts why do we love them? I guess we just do.
, if only Callm McDunmagh, the Black Wolf, the hero of His Judas Bride hadn’t insisted on wearing these leather breeches under his plaid……It would have made my heroine, Kara’s task so much easier……
To love, honor, and betray…
To get back her son, she will stop at nothing…
For five years Kara McGurkie has preferred to forget she’s a woman. So it’s no problem for her to swear to love and honor, to help destroy a clan, when it means getting back the son she lost. But when dire circumstances force her to seduce her fiancé’s brother on the eve of the wedding, will the dark secrets she holds and her greatest desire be enough to save her from his powerful allure?
To save his people, neither will he…
Callm McDunnagh, the Black Wolf of Lochalpin, ruthlessly guards heart and glen from dangerous intruders. But from the moment he first sees Kara he knows he must possess her, even though surrendering to his passion may prove the most dangerous risk of all.
She has nothing left to fear except love itself…
Now only Kara can decide what passion can save or destroy, and who will finally learn the truth of the words… Till death do us part.
A cidade foi tomada pelos homens. A Queda nos atingiu, e não sabíamos para onde ir. Na estrada da vida. sinais colocados no tempo apontaram para um propósito maior do que todos nós: o Amor que transforma. Ele deu sentido à nossa existência sofrida, e agora temos como caminhar rumo à Cidade. Aqui estão alguns trechos da minha jornada. Vamos caminhar juntos?