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Scottish Isles Series by Samantha Young – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Wed, 13 May 2026 18:54:50 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Scottish Isles Series by Samantha Young – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Drifting Dawn (Scottish Isles #2) Read Online Samantha Young http://www.books2020.com/drifting-dawn-scottish-isles-2-read-online-samantha-young Wed, 13 May 2026 18:54:50 +0000 https://www.books2020.com/drifting-dawn-scottish-isles-2-read-online-samantha-young Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Suspense Authors: Samantha Young Series: Scottish Isles Series by Samantha Young
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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 105748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)

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After eighteen years, I’ve come home to the Scottish island of my childhood. It’s the place I vowed I wouldn’t return to so I never again had to see the man who broke my heart into a million pieces.

Yet family has inevitably brought me back, and avoiding my ex, Quinn McQuarrie, is proving impossible when he insists on digging up the past every time we meet.

Quinn is now a single dad, the local contractor, and the person the entire town is rooting for to get his happily ever after. The problem is, he wants me to be his HEA, and I just want to move on. When Quinn sees my plans to save the town’s volunteer lifeboat service as an opportunity to work together, I’m stuck with him. And, unfortunately, I soon realize there’s no denying that the chemistry we share has only grown more intense with the passing of time.

I know Quinn wants more than just a physical relationship, but it’s all I can promise with so much hurt and distrust between us.

However, when strange disturbances escalate to harassment, our lives are turned upside down, and Quinn proves he will do anything in his power to protect me. Even if it means losing each other before we ever get our second chance

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Prologue

Quinn

The Hebridean Islands, Scotland

October, This Year

The colorful row of buildings on Main Street grew more visible as the small ferry cut through the water toward Leth Sholas. Relief, as well as urgency, thrummed through me as I took in the coastal front of my hometown on the Isle of Glenvulin. The red-painted hotel and pub, the Fisherman’s Lantern, the blue-and-yellow home of the Leth Sholas Bakery & Tearoom. The harbor bustled with fishing crews.

But it was the pink-and-white building next to the bakery where my gaze fixed.

Macbeth’s Pages & Perks. Our local coffeehouse and bookstore. Now owned by Taran Macbeth.

The love of my fucking life.

The thought elicited a spearing pain under my sternum that I still wasn’t used to, my hands tightening around the railing as our boat bobbed across the water, drawing us nearer to home.

I was grateful the weather was calm enough to allow travel back to Leth Sholas—colloquially nicknamed Half-Light Harbor—leth sholas translated to half-light in English. Ramsay and I had driven from our current location on the Isle of Thistles, where we were assessing whether we wanted to take on the job of fixing mistakes made by another construction crew at the site of an upcoming whisky distillery and an adjoining hotel. The island’s real name was Isle of Scaris, but many decades ago a previous owner had planted an entire field of thistles in a boggy marshland beneath the bridge that connected it to the mainland. Wild thistles were the first thing you saw as you approached the island, so the nickname had stuck.

I co-owned the construction company alongside my business partner Ramsay McRae, and this job, if we took it, would mean living on Scaris four days a week. It was tough being away from home that much, for all of us. The compensation, however, meant I couldn’t say no without great thought. My crew would be glad for the work. I tended to take on jobs that were seasonal but paid well enough to cover my men financially for the entire year. Staying on Scaris would allow us to work faster, and I was confident we could finish in six weeks, but it would be risky considering winter weather was heading our way, which could complicate back-and-forth travel.

That’s where my mind should be. Weighing the pros and cons. Logistics, plans.

Yet all I could think of was Taran.

There were days I missed my kids so badly, it burned like indigestion. When their mum, my ex-wife Kiera, moved them to the mainland, to Oban, it destroyed me. I saw them every other weekend and we alternated holidays. Now my oldest, Heather, had left for university.

It was a gaping wound not having them here.

To then be away from Leth Sholas, from her …

Like the six-foot-four ninja he was, Ramsay McRae suddenly appeared at my side as the boat pulled into Leth Sholas’s harbor.

“I’ll say it again.” My friend’s voice was just loud enough to be heard over the water and the boat engine. “You have to live your life as normal. Last year you would have taken this job.”

I scowled. “Aye? Eoghan is still out there on bail. It might have been quiet for a while, but I still don’t trust him. How did you feel last year when Halston Cole sent that prick after Tierney? How would you have felt if you were forced to be away from her for four nights a week when all that shit was going down?” I referred to Ramsay’s girlfriend, the American owner of Leth Sholas Guest House, an old Victorian building that sat atop the hill above Main Street that we renovated last year.

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Advertisement Half-Light Harbor (Scottish Isles #1) Read Online Samantha Young http://www.books2020.com/half-light-harbor-scottish-isles-1-read-online-samantha-young Wed, 29 Oct 2025 22:17:11 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/half-light-harbor-scottish-isles-1-read-online-samantha-young Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Suspense Authors: Samantha Young Series: Scottish Isles Series by Samantha Young
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Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)

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I went to Scotland looking for answers about my past. The last thing I expected was getting trapped on a private island with my stoic, brooding, gorgeous contractor.

Ramsay McRae is a man with secrets. He prefers the company of his dog to people and silence to any semblance of politeness. He says I’m too young, too sweet, too innocent.

Only he doesn’t know the truth. That I’m haunted by a crime that tore my life apart two years ago. I’ve come to Half-Light Harbor not just to start over, but to bring the monster who killed my parents to justice.

The last thing I need is a tortured Scot distracting me from my mission. But when his restraint snaps and my walls crumble, the results are explosive.

We say it’s only a no-strings-attached affair. A temporary moment to burn out this fire between us.

However, when my search for the truth brings danger to my door, it’s Ramsay stepping in to protect me. But it might be the secrets from his past that tear us apart forever

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But to see her was to love her;

Love but her, and love for ever.

—Robert Burns, Ae Fond Kiss

Prologue

Tierney

The restaurant was crowded. People were squeezed together like strands of multicolored dry spaghetti shoved into a jar as they waited for a table to become free.

A guy at the next table was on his phone loudly berating a colleague for a screw-up at work while his lunch date studied her menu, mortified. On my other side, two women spoke over each other as they discussed their latest failures in the dating scene.

“I mean, if your penis is pierced, you’re basically advertising that you’re good at sex!” the brunette yelled over the noise of the other diners to her friend. “Well, I have a severe case of buyer’s remorse. I was scammed!”

Once upon a time I might have laughed at that with London, but I felt crowded by all the people. And outside the restaurant windows, Manhattan was abuzz with foot and road traffic. There was noise and lights and smells and feelings everywhere.

So many feelings I could barely feel my own.

My chest grew uncomfortably tight, and I breathed a little sharper, a little faster to alleviate it.

“You’re not happy,” my best friend, London Wetherspoon, said.

I tried to focus on her pretty face and drown out the surrounding chaos. “Am I supposed to be?” I asked.

She flinched. “That’s not what I mean. No one is saying you need to be over your grief. I only mean … you’re not happy here.”

She was right.

The itch to leave New York had started long before the death of my parents. But family was what mattered most to me. My parents were here. London was here. And, I reminded myself because I constantly needed to remind myself, Hugh was here. Hugh, my boyfriend of eighteen months.

He’d seen me through losing my parents. A lot of new partners might have bailed at having to support someone through something so big so soon.

I wasn’t very present with him these days.

But he didn’t seem to mind.

Maybe I should mind that he didn’t seem to mind.

“You’re the only family I have left,” I told London truthfully.

She reached across the table to cover my hand with hers. “And I will always be your family. Even if you need to be somewhere else to be happy.”

“Somewhere else?”

“Scotland.” She gave me a melancholy smile. “I know you’ve missed it since your grandmother died. You should go. Even if it’s just to visit for a while. Get out of the city. Figure out what you want.”

The thought of Scotland scored a new ache across my chest, and it was the first positive spark I’d had in a while. I’d been numb for months, going through the motions, not doing anything. Sure, I could afford not to do anything, but that didn’t mean I should mindlessly laze about.

For four years, I’d worked as the general manager of a five-star hotel on the Upper West Side. It was a boutique hotel, not part of the Silver Group. However, my parents’ reputation and standing in the hospitality industry snagged me the job. At the time, I was the youngest general manager in New York. But I’d kept the job because I was damn good at it.

Until the two people who mattered most to me died in a helicopter crash.

I returned to work two months after my parents’ funeral, and I made a lot of mistakes. Losing my shit at an entitled guest was the final straw for my boss and he “let me go.”

Now I was aimless.

Lost.

Yet the thought of Scotland cut through the noise.

“What about you? What about Hugh?”

London rolled her eyes. “Who gives a fuck about Hugh? As for me, I’m here, babe, whether I’m sitting across a table from you or an entire salty ocean.”

Gratitude was the second positive emotion to pierce my numbness that day. “Scotland.” I nodded. “I’ll think about it.”

My best friend smiled. “That’s all I ask.”

After lunch with London, I was supposed to go to a job interview with the Silver Group. The CFO, Ashlyn Waters, had reached out to invite me to interview for general manager at their hotel in Midtown. It was a favor to my parents, I knew that.

Despite the kindness behind the offer, I couldn’t make myself go.

Now that London had planted the idea of Scotland, the thought of burying myself in another job here in Manhattan made me more numb than usual, which was saying something. Instead, I returned to the apartment that belonged to Hugh. The truth was Hugh was different from any guy I’d dated. Confident, more forthright. Arrogant. He was a nepo baby too. Son and heir of one of the biggest automotive brands in the world. Now Hugh was CFO of the electric vehicles division, and once his father stepped down, he hoped to become CEO.

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