Moonlit Whisper : An Irish Romance (ebook)
Moonlit Whisper : An Irish Romance (ebook)
When Fiona’s dad asked her to tutor one of his footballers—a fourth year transfer student—she agreed. What she hadn’t expected was to come face-to-face with a ghost from her past—the boy who used to climb through her bedroom window. The one who left.
Connor moved across the pond years ago to support his mom. He hadn’t wanted to leave, not really. Now, it’s his turn and he’s back in Dublin, on the football team, and ready to make Fiona his. There’s competition both on and off the field with his former best friend, who has a piece of Fiona’s heart. Not a night goes by that he doesn’t need her in his arms. This time, he’s not going anywhere, and he won’t give up without a fight.
Moonlit Whisper is a novelette that can be read as a standalone, complete with an HEA.
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Chapter One
Fiona
“Bring it, Fio!” Lachlan shouted from across Trinity’s football field.
Oh, I’ll bring it. I pushed off the green turf with my toes, lightly dribbling the ball as I raced across the field, the goal in sight—Lachlan my only obstacle.
He advanced. As he closed the distance, I moved my foot around the ball and faked going left. I tapped the ball with my back foot and shot away from his course.
Out of my peripheral, I caught Lach’s pivot. In no time, he was racing beside me. A shoulder bump and I stumbled to the side. He stole the ball.
“Hey!” I stopped. With a powerful kick, he sent the ball into the goal. It was a beautiful shot; I’d give him that.
“That’s how it’s done.” Lach jogged back.
Hands on hips, I glared, fighting a smile at his stellar shot. “Shoulder-checking so I’m almost on my arse?”
His arms wound around me before giving my bottom a smack. “Such a pretty arse it is.”
I couldn’t help it. I looped my arms around his neck. “I don’t know why I let you talk me into doing this.” The sunlight glinted off his blond hair. I reached up and swept a few strands of it off his forehead.
“You love it.” He winked.
“There is that.” But that wasn’t why I played football with him whenever he wanted, which was a lot. I wanted to spend time together. He was fun to be around, didn’t take too many things seriously except for the sport he hoped to turn into a career. There was no doubt he would. I wanted that for him too.
I’d grown up playing football, which made sense because my dad coached the sport. When we moved to Dublin for his new job as Trinity’s head coach, I was glad I played so well; it gave me an easy way to make friends. That’s how I met the two boys who were my neighbors, and who had quickly become my best friends.
Lach tucked my hair behind my ears and pressed a kiss to my lips. “Come on. I’ll buy you a cup of coffee—” he paused, pressing his lips together in a straight line. “Before you hit the books.”
“I’d love to, but I’m meeting Dad in a few minutes. You know, summer is almost over. You’d better check your email to see if you have any assignments to do before the first day of class.”
“I will…eventually.” He gave my hand a squeeze then switched topics. “The football season starts tomorrow. You should come watch my practice. I like to look up and see you in the stands.”
I clamped my mouth shut before a snippy remark could escape. We’d been over this before. I pushed my irritation aside and responded in as even of a tone I could manage. “I would if I could, but I’ve got a lot going on tomorrow.”
Silence stretched between us as we made our way toward the athletic building.
“Rain check on the coffee? I’m meeting Dad. He asked me to tutor a new transfer.”
“I don’t understand why you do that.”
“I enjoy it. Besides, I get to work on papers, and you know how much I like to write.”
With an exaggerated mock shudder, he responded, “And read.”
“Yes.” Even though he was teasing, sort of, I fought for calm. I loved reading. “We don’t have to like the same things all the time.”
He threaded our fingers together as we stepped off the field. A sigh pushed past his lips and hung between us for a few seconds. “I want you at the practices and games.”
“I’m at the games, Lach, but I have things to do too. I have more on my plate than some of the other girls.” Or one in particular: a cleat-chaser, Brittney, who liked to shoot daggers at me when our paths crossed. I’d landed a footballer, one she wanted.
Lach stopped and pulled me in front of him so we faced one another. “I’m sorry. I know you’re there as much as you can be. I just miss you is all.”
I melted into him, and he wrapped me up in a tight squeeze.
“You matter, Fio.”
That’s really all I needed to hear, and the irritation fled. I rose on my toes and pressed my lips to his.
If only things could have stayed that simple. Tomorrow would come too soon, and with it, a whole host of problems for Lach and I.
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I'm not usually a fan of love triangles, as those types of storylines often involve characters that are prone to infidelity and lead to broken hearts. However, Moonlit Whisper by Amy McKinley was something pleasantly different. The characters, Fiona, Connor, and Lachlan are well developed, despite this being a short novella. You truly get the sense that things worked out the way they should have in the end, without feeling guilt for the third party. I would love to read sequels to this short story and get to know these likeable characters even more.
Fiona’s dad is the head soccer coach at Trinity College in Dublin, Ireland. He’s asked her to tutor an incoming fourth-year transfer that will be one of his players. Meeting this player in the library, Fiona is startled to find her old friend, Connor, has returned. Fiona finally moved on from Connor after he moved away to escape his abusive father and from the death of her mother. She is now engaged to Lachlan, who was Connor’s best friend.Connor has waited years to come back to Dublin to play for Trinity College. He’s a star, but all he wants is the girl who has never left his heart or mind, Fiona. Connor’s childhood was filled with abuse and Fiona and her parents opened their home to him as a child so he had a safe place. That often meant that he would stay the night in Fiona’s room.Will fate bring Fiona and Connor together?
This book was a super quick book. But it was a delightful read. Fiona, Lachlan, and Connor. Who does she choose? The Boy who left and is now back? Or the boy who stayed and was there when she needed someone the most? Though it was a quick book it still packed a bit of a punch. I quite enjoyed this book.
Amy McKinley strikes again! One of her shorter novels, Moonlit Whisper: An Irish Romance, this modern contemporary romance was good albeit too short for my liking, as I can never get enough of her writing! Amy is solidifying herself as one of my favorite authors the more I read of her, every book I read I finish wanting more of her!A classic second chance at romance, Amy does a great job at giving backgrounds to each of the main characters, helping the reader to understand the character and romance between them. I devoured this book in mere hours, much like her other novels, and am excited to read more!
Moonlit Whisper is from the Moonlit Destination Series by Amy McKinley. All of the books in this series stand alone well. This book is a quick but good read. We meet Fiona who is currently dating Lachlan. He is kind of cocky and selfish. It makes the reader wonder why Fiona is even dating him. Then we meet Connor. He and Fiona are meant to be together. It was fun to read their backstory and how they grew up together. It’s a super short story but fun to read!