I’ve been trying to stick with one book at a time this year. My ADHD wants to read all of the books all of the time but I’ve got to get a handle on it. I know I’m a bit late to the Outlander party but I’m here now and holy Brendanawicz I’m hooked. I’ve been so wrapped up in reading them that before I knew it I was on book three and hadn’t even reviewed the first two. I’m working on that now and you should see some reviews pop up here soon.
As a historical fiction fanatic, I am exactly the target audience for this series. In addition, I am rather fond of a series anyway. It’s rare when one book is enough to satisfy my curiosity. I like to linger in my books. Marinate for a good long while. If I’m being honest, the idea of a never ending series gives me goose bumps of happiness.
The Outlander series is one of a kind. They are so well written. I haven’t been this obsessed since I found Philippa Gregory. If you haven’t had the pleasure of losing yourself to the Jacobite cause and the plight of those braw Scots, you have absolutely no idea what you’ve been missing. Pick one up and step through the stones for the best read of your life.
Scottish Highlands, 1945. Claire Randall, a former British combat nurse, is just back from the war and reunited with her husband on a second honeymoon when she walks through a standing stone in one of the ancient circles that dot the British Isles. Suddenly she is a Sassenach—an “outlander”—in a Scotland torn by war and raiding clans in the year of Our Lord . . . 1743.
Claire is catapulted into the intrigues of a world that threatens her life, and may shatter her heart. Marooned amid danger, passion, and violence, Claire learns her only chance of safety lies in Jamie Fraser, a gallant young Scots warrior. What begins in compulsion becomes urgent need, and Claire finds herself torn between two very different men, in two irreconcilable lives.
For twenty years, Claire Randall has kept her secrets. But now she is returning with her grown daughter to the mysteries of Scotland’s mist-shrouded Highlands.
Here Claire plans to reveal a truth as shocking as the events that gave it birth: the secret of an ancient circle of standing stones, the secret of a love that transcends centuries, and the truth of a man named Jamie Fraser—a Highland warrior whose gallantry once drew the young Claire from the security of her century to the dangers of his.
Claire’s spellbinding journey continues through the intrigue-ridden French court and the menace of Jacobite plots to the Highlands of Scotland, through war and death, in a desperate fight to save both the child and the man she loves.
Jamie Fraser is, alas, not dead—but he is in hell. Waking among the fallen on Culloden Field, he is concerned neither for his men nor his wounds but for his wife and their unborn child. Lord, he prayed passionately, that she may be safe. She and the child. It’s a prayer he’ll utter many times over the next twenty years, never knowing but always hoping that Claire made it through the standing stones, back to the safety of her own time.
Safe she is, but believing Jamie gone forever, she’s obliged to live without a heart, her only comfort their daughter, Brianna. But now, their daughter grown, she discovers that Jamie survived, and a fateful decision lies before her: Stay with her beloved daughter, or go back to search Scotland’s dangerous past for the man who was her heart and soul, sustained only by the hope that they will still know each other if she finds him.