The Will-o'-the-Wisp Stories Book 2
Strange circumstances brought Morgan Patterson from the sandy beaches of the US East Coast to rocky Northern Ireland. Some called those circumstances destiny. Morgan called it something else. For her, it was just a college senior year abroad. Until, that is, her studies were interrupted when she met the man of her dreams. A man who took her by the hand, leading her into a world where promises were binding things, where nothing was as it seemed, and where wishing for something could get you more than you bargained for -- including killed. But it was also a world of enduring love, hidden treasures, and the chance to right the wrongs of long ago. What Morgan called it was her kingdom. A kingdom she was willing to die to protect.
Publisher: Independently Published
The raven noisily flapped its wings, tucked them close to its body and began strutting toward Morgan. Its eyes were flitting between her and Tiernan.
“Away now!” Tiernan said brusquely, tossing a pebble in its direction. When it flew off, he said, “They’re messengers, yeah?”
“What?” Morgan asked.
“Messengers, ravens are. From the other side. He was bringing a message.”
“Then why did you send him away?”
“Because he’d already given you it.”
“Really? I can’t imagine what it was.”
“Yes, you can, luv. The message was you ought to talk to me. You ought come back home.”
She laughed. “I think the message was not as simple as all that.”
“Aye, I suppose it never is.” He shrugged. “So, what is it you wanted me to know?”
“To know? What are you talking about?” she asked, confused. She seemed to be confused a lot since she’d come to Northern Ireland. And met him.READ MORE
“You called me here, did you not? A summons, it was. Did you not know I can still hear you calling for me? Not like I used to, because we don’t seem to have that same connection anymore. But when you want me, I can hear you. Loud and clear. So, tell me why you called me here. What do you want?”
Morgan tried to clear her mind. It was suddenly jumbled with thoughts of Tiernan, of the way he smelled like warm cinnamon and hot sex. Of all the things he wanted from her. But her thoughts were also filled with Connor Doyle, what he wanted. And why she would do anything to protect Tiernan from that.COLLAPSE