Reposted from @outlanderuniverse - "My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here. My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer. Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe. My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go."🌄
Cait & Sam at the "Vanity Fair & Burberry Celebrate BAFTA Los Angeles & The Britannia Awards Party" at Chateau Marmont on October 29, 2014 in Los Angeles.😍🌟💙
One of my all time favorite Cait looks!😍 It's so elegant yet so simple! She looked absolutely gorgeous!👑💕
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Ya pasó la cuarta temporada de #outlander y con ella ha llegado gracias a vosotras nuestra versión de su anillo. Gracias por insistirme en hacer cosas tan bonitas para vosotras. Ya está disponible en la web con un 25% de descuento!!! https://miplatera.com/inicio/244-anillo-claire.html
Luckier — and either more perceptive or more cynical — than his famous kinsman, Hector Mor Cameron had cannily prepared himself against eventuality of a Stuart disaster. He had escaped Culloden unwounded and made for home, where he had promptly loaded wife, servant, and portable assets into a coach, in which they fled to Edinburgh and thence by ship to North Carolina, narrowly escaping the Crown’s pursuit.
Once arrived in the New World, Hector had purchased a large tract of land, cleared the forest, built a house and a sawmill, bought slaves to work the place, planted his land in tobacco and indigo — no doubt worn out by so much industry — succumbed to the morbid sore throat at the ripe old age of seventy-three.
Having evidently decided that three times was enough, Jocasta MacKenzie Cameron Cameron Cameron had — so far as Myers knew — declined to wed again, but stayed on alone as mistress of River Run.
“Do you think the messenger with your letter will get there before we do?”
“He’d get there before we do if he crawled on his hands and knees,” Young Ian said, appearing suddenly beside us. He glanced in mild disgust at the patient deckhand, plunging and lifting his dripping pole. “It will be weeks before we get there, at this rate. I told ye it would have been best to ride, Uncle Jamie.”
“Dinna fret yourself, Ian,” his uncle assured him, letting go of my neck. He grinned at his nephew. “You’ll have a turn at the pole yourself before long — and I expect ye’ll have us in Cross Creek before nightfall, aye?”
Ian gave his uncle a dirty look and wandered off to pester Captain Freeman with questions about Red Indians and wild animals.
“I hope the Captain doesn’t put Ian overboard,” I said, observing Freeman’s scrawny shoulders draw defensively toward his ears as Ian approached. My own neck and shoulders glowed from the attention, so did portions further south. “Thanks for the rub,” I said, lifting one eyebrow at him.
Diana Gabaldon, DOA, Ch 8 #DIanaGabaldon#OutlanderStarz#JamieFraser#JAMMF#SamHeughan#ClaireFraser#CaitrionaBalfe#DrumsofAutumn#Outlander#outlanderseries#outlanderbooks
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🏛 Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.
Some insight into the special "memory" #SamHeughan has for the dress #CaitrionaBalfe wore for her #Outlander audition and the 'bear hug' he gave her then...😊
Sam truly is a special and very sensitive man... 😌👇👇😍
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I finished book two last night! Deym. WHAT FEELS !! So I know I said S2 is my least favourite — but after reading the book, it’s still my least favourite—hahaha 😂!! kidding! No— now, I still feel that it’s sad, BUT now I remember there are great moments there, adventure, great & heartfelt conversations. I AM READY, to rewatch S02.
. “Well,” I said, attempting a smile, “at least we know Frank is safe, after all.”
Jamie glowered down at me, ruddy brows nearly touching each other.
“Damn Frank!” he said ferociously. “Damn all Randalls! Damn Jack Randall, and damn Mary Hawkins Randall, and damn Alex Randall—er, God rest his soul, I mean,” he amended hastily, crossing himself.
“I thought you didn’t begrudge—” I started. He glared at me.
He grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me slightly, holding me at arm’s length.
“And damn you, too, Claire Randall Fraser, while I’m at it!” he said. “Damn right I begrudge! I grudge every memory of yours that doesna hold me, and every tear ye’ve shed for another, and every second you’ve spent in another man’s bed! Damn you!” He knocked the brandy glass from my hand—accidentally, I think—pulled me to him and kissed me hard.
He drew back enough to shake me again.
“You’re mine, damn ye, Claire Fraser! Mine, and I wilna share ye, with a man or a memory, or anything whatever, so long as we both shall live. You’ll no mention the man’s name to me again. D’ye hear?” He kissed me fiercely to emphasize the point. “Did ye hear me?” he asked, breaking off. “Yes,” I said, with some difficulty. “If you’d…stop…shaking me, I might…answer you.”
Rather sheepishly, he released his grip on my shoulders.
“I’m sorry, Sassenach. It’s only…God, why did ye…well, aye, I see why…but did you have to—” I interrupted this incoherent sputtering by putting my hand behind his head and drawing him down to me.
“Yes,” I said firmly, releasing him. “I had to. But it’s over now.” I loosened the ties of my cloak and let it fall back off my shoulders to the floor. He bent to pick it up, but I stopped him.
“Jamie,” I said. “I’m tired. Will you take me to bed?” Excerpt From
Dragonfly in Amber
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#Outlander is the TV serie that I'm watching at the moment 🎬
Fyi I have started to watch it only two weeks ago and I already finished it 😂 Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe are so good together, they have an amazing chemistry and this is one of the reasons why the show is so loved. You should watch it.
Have you ever watched Outlander? What do you think? Do you like it? Let me know your opinions about it 👀