By Christine Marion Fraser
KING'S ACRE continues the entrancing story of the Grants of Rothiedrum Aberdeenshire, that began with KING'S CROFT.
Evelyn Grant has started to come to terms with the loss of her first love, Johnny, but the Grant family are overshadowed by the unwelcome reappearance of a figure from Jamie's past and by the terrible stories of the war told by soldiers returning from the trenches.
Among those fighting for King and Country is Gillan Forbes, the son of the big house, on whose friendship Evelyn increasingly relies and who still hopes to win her love. But it is handsome Gordon Highlander, Davie Grainger, who captures Evelyn's heart, sweeping her up in a whirlwind of passion that takes her to the heights of happiness and to the depths of despair . . . Davie is a dangerous man to love . . .
'Christine Marion Fraser writes characters so real they almost leap out of the page...you would swear she must have grown up with them' Sun
Christine Marion Fraser was one of Scotland's best-selling authors, outselling even Catherine Cookson, with world-wide readership and translations into many foreign languages. She was the author of the much-loved Rhanna series. Second youngest of a large family, she soon learned independence during childhood years spent in the post-war Govan district of Glasgow. Chris lived in Argyll with her husband. She died on 22nd November 2002.
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09 May 2013
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Hodder & Stoughton
Praise for Christine Marion Fraser:
'Christine Marion Fraser weaves an intriguing story in which the characters are alive against a spellbinding background'
— Yorkshire Herald
Fraser writes with a great depth of feeling and has the knack of making her characters come alive. She paints beautiful pictures of the countryside and their changing seasons — Aberdeen Express
Full-blooded romance, a strong, authentic setting — Scotsman
An author who has won a huge audience for her warm, absorbing tales of ordinary folk — Annabel
Christine Marion Fraser writes characters so real they almost leap out of the pages . . . you would swear she must have grown up with them — Sun