Friday, 24 May 2013

Calling All Angels

So I've talked to several of you but now I want to make the formal announcement that I want you guys in on the Aiden's Angels action. I want this to be about more than just Aiden. Yes we all love him - and we'll never stop - but come on, this is a group of people on the internet that share at least one common love. Let's find out more.

So, starting next week, I'm going to be featuring some Angels. It'll go hand in hand with reviews and articles and other fun stuff but I'm also going to be interviewing YOU to find out what makes you tick.

Interested in being interviewed? Email me:

What questions do you want answered? What else would you like to see from the blog? What are you doing next weekend? Tell me everything! In the comments below of course.

Saturday, 18 May 2013

A Message From The President

So I don't have anything new for you, parse because frankly I have just been so busy this last week but I did want to ask you guys:

What do YOU want from Aiden's Angels?

Do you want more interviews, articles, events, more interactive posts? Tell me what you want to see going on and I will do my best to make it happen. Anything at all. This blog is about you guys.

Mostly I've been featuring reviews lately because that's all I can get my hands on but I want to feature you, the Angels, the ones who make this series that Cyndi writes possible; the ones who fell in love with Aiden MacRae and want to share that love with the rest of the world.

I feel like you guys have been distant lately and I know everyone is busy but just taking a minute to share or comment or lend to a post helps out so many people - namely me.

We want to show Cyndi just how much we love and appreciate these stories that she's written and to do that we have to engage. This is a great group of people we have here with one thing in common: our love of a certain Scottish Transporter. And of reading and of romance and of Scotland and I'm sure a lot of other things. Don't you want to share that?

I didn't even mean to get up on the soapbox today but we're in the middle of May and I am going crazy and I want you guys know that I love you and I know you love Aiden and I just want you to share the love.

I'm going out on a limb here guys.

What do you want? Tell me! Please?

*goes to hide in corner*

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Charity Auctions and Widgets

So I have two really quick things to talk about before I head out for another week of chaos (musical productions and craziness).

First is the Aiden's Angels Widget. I don't know if we've talked about this before but if you have a blog I would love, love, LOVE if you would put it on your blog. We want to spread the love right?

Just copy and paste this:

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If you have questions on how to actually put this on your blog just comment and we'll sort it out.


Second is super exciting. Brenda Novak's Annual Online Auction for Diabetes Research is including a signed copy of Between as one of it's auctions! How cool is that? You can bid until the end of the month so get going!

Also if you're in or around Pheonix, Arizona you can bid on a lunch with Diana Gabaldon so... you know...

Lots of fun stuff to do this week. I apologize for being a little absent these past few weeks, things have been a bit crazy and will be for the next little while but I'm always here for you guys if you need me. Thank you for being here for me!

Saturday, 4 May 2013

For When You Can't Get Enough of Aiden MacRae

While I anxiously await your reviews (which from now on, will be found in the tab up top), I'm going to share some magic with you.

Okay so it's not magic but it IS more Aiden MacRae which is kind of like magic. Cyndi has written a few extra scenes for Aiden and Lindsey over the years that she so graciously shared with us but she's not the only one. I tried my hand some Aiden and Lindsey fan fiction as did the lovely Briela McValan. If you write any fan fiction for Aiden and want to share it you can email me at:

In the meantime, check out all of the extra scenes from Aiden and Lindsey's life so far:

Between Universe

After the Ball:

Beach, Shower and Cabin Scenes (Explicit Content):

Hell Transporter Universe
Bonus Scene for Aiden's Birthday:
A Very Aiden Christmas by Vicki Trask:
Scene from chapter 11 of Hell Transporter by Breila McValan (Taiyoryu on FanFiction.Net): 
“I'd be pleased to show you just how much I want ye, right there on the billiards table...”
Aidan gave me a quick kiss and told me he would be back in a moment, I waited until he returned with  both a large and small towel.  He set both on the billiards table while setting the smaller tower to the side, Aidan then unfolded the towel and spread it over the red felt. He picked me up and sat me on the fluffy yellow towel, he poked me silently, before I laid down on it. Aidan picked up the smaller towel and moved toward me. I'm not ganna hurt ye lass, but this was as close to a gag as I could find.
 I nodded, understanding his reasoning immediately; even if he didn't know the term BDSM or any of what some considered games. Aidan gently put as much of the towel as he could after I opened my mouth,  he took my shoes and socks off before blowing softly across the soles of my feet. He kissed the toes then he moved on and licked my left ankle. As he kissed each inch of skin that was revealed underneath my jeans, he spoke to me. Je t'aime ma femme, mo chridhe, my Lindsey.
 My breath hitched as he started to lift my shirt up, kissing my stomach and up towards my breasts before gently taking first my right nipple in between his teeth and softly blowing before moving on to the left.
I moaned underneath the towel in my mouth when Aidan started to play with my breasts, I glared at him in frustration when he said I should walk you home after we clean up here, as much as I want to take you here and now...
I sigh mentally. You're right. I arch upward slightly, pulling my jeans back on as Aidan helps me with my bra and shirt. He removes the gag and picks me off the table afterward before starting to clean up a bit. I take the towels from him and put them in the hamper before leaving. We walk back in comfortable silence.

Wednesday, 1 May 2013

Our Love of the Scottish Boy

Shielding my eyes with my hand, I turned and peered at the towering figure. Illuminated from behind, his wavy blond hair shone like a halo around his head. He wore a cream shirt and pants and couldn’t have been much older than me, but he looked like a Greek god. When he smiled, a dimple appeared on one cheek.
“Weel, hallo there,” he said in a thick accent. My eyebrows shot up in surprise.
Without thinking I blurted, “You’re Scottish.”
Brilliant, Einstein.
He threw his head back and laughed – rich, joyous sound that bounced off the water. “Aye, that I am, indeed. Aiden MacRae of Eilean Donan. Very pleased to be meeting you.” He bowed with a grand sweep of his arm, and straightened with an upright carriage that cast an air of royalty.
“Wow. Um, I’m uh…” I struggled to think of something impressive to say in return but gave up. “I’m Lindsey. Lindsey Waters.”
He repeated my name carefully with a sweet lilt I’d never heard before. It’s a lovely name.” He tipped his head and smiled, his blue eyes crinkled in the corners.
I wanted to say something witty, but I just stood there, absorbing him with my eyes. He knelt beside the water and took a drink. I couldn’t help but stare at the strength of his movements: swift and fluid in one way, but filled with an undying power, like a lion at rest.
“You look like an angel,” I breathed.
Oh man, did I just say that out loud?
“Thank you kindly, lass. But no, angels are incredible beings, fierce and dangerous, and so beautiful you can barely stand to look that them.” He fit the description pretty well, but I kept my mouth shut. “No, I’m not an angel. I’m what you might call a Transporter. I’m here to take you from earth to heaven.”
Can you believe it was only two years ago that we met this Greek (or I guess Scottish) God on the banks of the In Between. Now look how far he’s come. Married to the love his life with three books under his belt and another one on the way.

Today is a very special day; do you know why?

It’s his BIRTHDAY today!

On May 1st 1699 Aiden MacRae was born and now, 314 years later he’s here for us to swoon over and adore. How fantastic is that?

To celebrate this joyous occasion, we’ve got a few things for you but you know what would be an amazing present? Reviews.

Even In Darkness was released 30 Days ago and I know many of you have received your copies and no doubt tore through them as quickly as possible. The best thing you can do for Cyndi, for Aiden, and in support of this amazing series is to review it and post it on Goodreads as well as wherever you purchased the book from (Amazon, Nook etc.). It’s such an amazing gift.

And speaking of gifts, let’s get this party started!

Any good party begins with a…



Were you surprised? Who doesn’t love a Scotsman in a kilt? Well here are some more:



What? You want more? Well you can find them all on Cyndi’s Pinterest page

Next part of the party is of course the cake.

Below you’ll find two cakes (one alcoholic and one not). Now, I’ve yet to make these cakes so if you try them please let me know how they turn out. Tweet me pictures if you can.

Yum! Looks good, right?

Well, the next part is everyone’s favourite, presents!

So the first part of the present is the giveaway that Cyndi hosted in celebration of Even In Darkness being released into the wild. That ended yesterday and the winner will be announced soon.

This present is a little more like a tribute to Aiden. A tribute to a fangirl’s love of the hunky Scotsman.

The lovely Jessica Baker (also known as @makesmeworse12) from tells us just what it is she loves about Aiden MacRae.
Aiden MacRae. That Hot Scot. We all know him, and well love him; we simply can’t help it. In every sense of the word, Aiden is irresistible.
Let’s look at this systematically, shall we?
His accent. Personally, I have a thing for accents. Especially when they are used to say amazingly sweet things. Aiden’s accent ALONE could be enough to make me—and I’m sure others, too—love him.
His looks. I’m going to keep this appropriate, and simply say that AIDEN IS FREAKING HOT. There is no way anyone can deny it. I mean, honestly, the guy wears a kilt! Zachary (another Hot Scot from another wonderful series called Shade by Jeri Smith-Ready) was completely correct when he said that a kilt is like male lingerie to us. No one can deny this either—kilts are hot.
His personality. Our boy Aiden is as sweet as can be. He’s a gentleman, but he knows when to…not be a gentleman. I’m going to focus on the sweet gentleman thing, though, because I’m still keeping this appropriate. Remember in Between when he and Lindsey were in the car with her parents, and he mom was telling her she should find a man who can play an instrument, then her dad said she should wait for a guy who loves her, trusts her, wants her only to be happy, and will never ever leave her? And then her mom said she’ll never find someone like that and Aiden (along with her dad, but that’s not the point) said “She will” rather forcefully? Well that was our boy being sweet. He is sweet and caring to a fault and I love him for it. We all love him for it.
Another thing about Aiden—he’s brave. And protective. He is, by all definitions of the word a MAN.
So, this was an attempt to rationally define why we all love Aiden the way we do. Why we are all devoted to being his angels. But what about the part that can’t be rationalized? The part where we just love him because we love him? Because that IS a factor in this equation, too. And there really isn’t an answer to this. It’s just a part we acknowledge, and let it be.
Because we all know that, whatever the reason, Aiden will always be our irresistible Hot Scot. ;)

Oh don’t think we forgot about you. Of course we didn’t. The lovely and wonderful Cyndi Tefft has posted a bonus scene from Hell Transporter for your enjoyment:

The late morning sun streams through the window of the cabin loft. I stretch in the warmth of the bed and watch tiny particles of dust dance in the yellow rays. Aiden breathes deep and even at my side and I allow myself a moment to bask in the rightness that is this moment, this bubble of time we’ve carved out of reality, where only he and I exist, tucked away in the woods, trying to catch up on all the time we’ve missed.

One thing I missed this past year is about to be rectified, if only I can sneak away quietly enough to keep from waking him. If he wakes up, he’ll want to know what I’m doing and I want to surprise him.

Sliding out of the bed, I gingerly place one foot on the bare hardwood floor and then another, all the while listening to Aiden’s breathing. In. Out. In. Out.

So far, so good.

Then I’m free of the bed’s embrace and clothed in nothing more than a sunbeam, still listening, afraid he’ll sense that I’m missing from the bed. But he doesn’t, so I quickly slip a satin nightie on and tiptoe down the stairs to grab his present out of my purse.

Once I hit the kitchen floor, I am lightning speed, hoping I’ll make it back before he wakes up. Careful to skip the squeaky step, I dash back up the stairs and round the corner just as Aiden rolls onto his back and breathes out a deep sigh. His eyes are closed, but he is starting to stir. The sheet is lightly draped across his hips and tented in the middle. I can’t help the grin that steals across my face at the sight.

Want to read the rest? Find it here

How do you love Aiden? Tweet, comment, post, skywrite your love for Aiden and use the hashtag #Aiden314. Don’t forget to tweet @AidenMacRae all your birthday wishes.
Oh and Just for fun, here is a post about why Scotland is better than England

Là breith sona dhuit!