I was going to start this review by presenting some facts about how big a sub-genre of historical romance the Highlander romance is, but it turned out that it wasn’t easily found by just briefly searching Google, and this book isn’t worth the effort to actually spend a lot of time researching the odd quirks of romance literature. Suffice to say, there are a whole bunch of sub-genres to historical romance.
There’s Regency – which is when Jane Austen wrote her books, this is a huge sub-genre. Victorian, Medieval, Pirate, Western, American Civil War – usually the hero and heroine are on opposite sides, oh noes, how will they ever make their romance work? Then there is Highlander. There’s a bafflingly huge number of romances with covers featuring half-naked men wearing kilts and/or tartans. Just look to the left, to the cover of this book. Tartan, all over the place, despite the fact that the hero never wears any (probably because a huge amount of these books are pretty much Medieval romance set in the Scottish Highlands, when tartans were NOT what Scotsmen wore, I don’t care what Braveheart made you believe).
Anyways, you want to hear what this book is about, do you, not hear me rant about the historical inaccuracies of romance novel covers?