Divine by Blood (Devine Series)

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Conceived in a lie and trapped in a tree throughout her gestation, Morrigan's birth was truly magical. After that start, she spent the next eighteen years raised as a normal girl in Oklahoma.

Upon discovering the truth of her heritage, her rage and grief take on a power of their own, carrying her back to the world of Partholon. Yet, instead of being respected as the daughter of the Goddess Incarnate, Morrigan feels like a shunned outsider.

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Overview

Conceived in a lie and trapped in a tree throughout her gestation, Morrigan's birth was truly magical. After that start, she spent the next eighteen years raised as a normal girl in Oklahoma.

Upon discovering the truth of her heritage, her rage and grief take on a power of their own, carrying her back to the world of Partholon. Yet, instead of being respected as the daughter of the Goddess Incarnate, Morrigan feels like a shunned outsider.

In her desperation to belong to Partholon, she confronts forces she can't fully understand or control. And soon a strange darkness draws closer….

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Morrigan Christine Parker finds that turning 18 carries a heavy weight when you're the only daughter of Rhiannon MacCallan, disgraced high priestess to the goddess Epona, in Cast's down-home follow-up to 2006's Divine by Choice. After Rhiannon betrayed Epona, the goddess bestowed her favor on Rhiannon's look-alike, Shannon Parker. Rhiannon promised her allegiance to the evil god Pryderi, but recanted after Morrigan's birth, giving the child over to Epona's protection and the care of Shannon's parents. Now Morrigan comes of age and learns more about her heritage from her adoptive grandparents and the wind-borne whispers of Pryderi and Epona. While visiting the Alabaster Caverns State Park and exploring her power over rocks and crystals, Morrigan is unexpectedly transported to the mystical realm of Partholon, where she must find Shannon and fulfill her destiny. New readers might be turned off by the frequent switcheroos and stilted dialogue, but Cast's fans will be glad to see all the previous books finally tied together. (Sept.)

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780373803187
  • Publisher: Luna
  • Publication date: 8/1/2009
  • Series: Divine Series
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 270,039
  • Product dimensions: 5.10 (w) x 7.90 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

P.C. Cast was born in the Midwest, and grew up between Illinois and Oklahoma, which is where she fell in love with Quarter Horses and mythology (at about the same time). After high school she joined the United States Air Force. After her tour in the USAF, she taught high school before writing full time. Ms. Cast is a New York Times Best-Selling author and a member of the Oklahoma Writers Hall of Fame. Ms. Cast lives in Oklahoma with her fabulous daughter, her spoil

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Oklahoma

"A storm comes." John Peace Eagle squinted into the south-west sky.

His grandson barely glanced up from his portable Play-station. "Grandpa, if you'd get cable out here you wouldn't have to do all that sky watching. You could check out the Weather Channel instead, or watch it on the news like everyone else."

"This storm could not be predicted by mundane means." The old Choctaw Wisdom Keeper spoke without turning from his study of the sky. "Go now. Take the truck and return to your mother's house."

This did make the teenager look. "Really? I can take your truck?"

Peace Eagle nodded. "I'll get a ride into town sometime this week and pick it up."

"Cool!" The boy grabbed his backpack and gave his grandpa a quick hug. "See ya, Grandpa."

It was only after Peace Eagle heard the engine roar and then fade as the boy drove down the dirt road that led to the two-lane highway to town that he began to prepare.

Rhythmically the Wisdom Keeper beat the drum. It did not take long. Soon shapes began stirring between the trees. They entered the clearing beside the cabin as if they had been carried there by the growing violence of the wind. In the fading daylight they looked like ancient ghosts. John Peace Eagle knew better. He knew the difference between spirit and flesh. When all six of them had joined him he spoke.

"It is good you have answered my call. The storm that comes tonight is not only of this world."

"Has the Chosen of the Goddess returned?" one of the Elders asked.

"No. This is a dark storm. An evil one stirs."

"What is it you would have us do?"

"We must go to the sacred grove and contain what is struggling to be free," Peace Eagle said.

"But we defeated evil there not long ago," said the youngest of the tribal Elders.

Peace Eagle's smile was grim. "Evil can never be truly defeated. As long as the gods give world dwellers freedom of choice, there will be those who choose evil."

"The Great Balance," the youngest Elder said thoughtfully.

Peace Eagle nodded. "The Great Balance. Without light there would not be dark. Without evil, good would have no balance."

The Elders grunted wordless agreement.

"Now let us work on the side of good."

Rhiannon welcomed the pain. It meant that it was time for her to live again. Time for her to return to Partholon and take back what was hers by right. She used the pain to focus. She thought of it as purification. Ascending to Epona's service had not been a painless ritual. She expected no less from what Pryderi must have planned for her.

The labor was long and difficult. For a body she'd been detached from for so long, it was a shock to suddenly be aware of muscles and nerves and the cascade of cramping pain that radiated like drowning waves from her core.

Rhiannon tried not to dwell on thoughts of how this birth should have been. She should have been surrounded by her handmaidens and servants. She should have been bathed and cosseted and pampered—given ancient herbal infusions that would dull her pain and fear. Her women would never have left her alone to face the birth by herself. And her daughter's entry into Partholon would have been met by joyous celebrations, as well as a sign from Epona that the Goddess was pleased by the birth of her Chosen's daughter.

No, she couldn't dwell on those thoughts, even though she secretly hoped that when this child was finally born Epona would return to her and show her some sign—any sign, even though she wasn't in Partholon and this child wasn't her first. Somewhere in the blackness between the seemingly endless surges of pain Rhiannon had time to think about that other child. The infant she had aborted. Did she regret what she had done? What good did regret ever do? It had been a choice she had made in her youth. A choice she could not undo.

She must focus on the daughter she was giving birth to now, not mistakes in her past.

When the next spasm of contractions seized her she opened her mouth to scream, even though she knew that entombed as she was, her pain and aloneness would be given no voice.

You are wrong, Precious One. You are not alone. Behold the power of your new god!

With a deafening crack, her living tomb was suddenly split open, and in a rush of fluid, Rhiannon was expelled from the womb of the ancient tree. She lay gasping and shivering on the carpet of grass. Wrenching coughs shook her. She blinked her eyes wildly trying to clear her blurry vision. Her first thought was of the man whose sacrifice had entombed her. With a shudder, she looked over her shoulder at the gaping hole in the tree, expecting to see Clint's body. She braced herself for the horror of it, but all she saw was a faint sapphire glow that faded slowly, like it was being absorbed into the bowels of the wounded tree.

Yes, her memory was intact, as was her mind. She knew where she was—the sacred grove, in the modern state of Oklahoma. And, as expected, she had been expelled from her prison inside one of the twin oaks. The other stood, unchanged, beside the shallow stream that ran between the trees. It was twilight. The wind whined fretfully around her. The bruised sky rumbled dangerously with thunder, and was answered by shards of lightning.

Lightning… that must have been what freed her.

I am what freed you.

The voice was no longer in her head, but it still had a disembodied, otherworldly tone. It was coming from under the twin tree to her oak, where the shadows were the deepest.

"Pryderi?" Rhiannon's voice sounded too raspy and weak to be her own.

Of course, Precious One, whom did you expect? The Goddess who betrayed you? His laughter brushed against her skin, and Rhiannon wondered how anything that sounded so beautiful could also feel so cruel.

"I—I cannot see you," she gasped as another contraction engulfed her.

The god waited until the pain receded again, and then the shadows under the tree stirred. A form moved slightly, so that it could be more easily seen in the fading daylight.

Rhiannon felt her breath catch at his beauty. Though his body was not fully materialized in this world and had the transparent look of a spirit, letting her see through it to the shadows beyond, the sight of him made her forget that she was swollen with impending birth. Tall and strongly built, he was imposing even in spirit form. His mane of dark hair framed a face that should have inspired poets and artists, and not the terrible stories whispered about him in Partholon. His eyes smiled at her and his face was suffused with love and warmth.

I greet you, my priestess, my Precious One. Can you see me now?

"Yes," she whispered in awe. "Yes, I see you, but only as a spirit." Rhiannon felt dizzied by such an obvious show of the god's favor. He was absolutely magnificent—everything a god should be. And suddenly she could not believe she had wasted all her life worshipping Epona, when she should have been kneeling in supplication at this wondrous god's feet.

It is difficult for me to hold corporeal form. In order for me to truly exist in the flesh, I must be worshipped. There must be sacrifices made in my name. I must be loved and obeyed. That is what you and your daughter will do for me—you will lead the people to find me again, and then I will return you to your rightful place in Partholon.

"I understand," she said, ashamed that her voice was so weak between her panting breaths. "I will—"

But before she could finish her words, two things happened simultaneously, both effectively silencing her. The night was suddenly filled with the sonorous sound of drumbeats. Rhythmically, like a heart pulsing blood through a body, the glade was wrapped in a deep, vibrating pulse. At the same moment Rhiannon was gripped by the overwhelming need to push.

Her back bowed and her legs automatically came up. She gripped the gnarled roots, trying to find something, anything that would anchor her straining body. Her wild eyes searched the shadows where Pryderi had materialized. Faintly, she could see his spectral form.

"Help me," she moaned.

The beating drums were getting louder. Within the resonant sound, she could now hear chanting, though she could not make out the words. Pryderi's form flickered and, with a horror that mirrored the pain that threatened to tear apart her body, she watched his beautiful face ripple and re-form. His sensuous mouth was seared shut. His nose became a grotesque hole. His eyes were no longer smiling and kind. They glowed with an inhuman yellow light. Then, before she could take another sobbing breath, the apparition changed again. The eyes became dark, empty caverns and the mouth ripped open to show bloody fangs and a slavering maw.

Rhiannon screamed in fear and rage and pain.

The drumbeat and chanting got louder and closer.

Pryderi's image shifted and he was, once more, the inhumanly beautiful god, only this time he was barely visible.

I cannot always be beautiful, even for you, Precious One.

"Are you leaving me?" she cried as the terrible pushing urge abated for a moment. Though his changing visage terrified her, she was even more afraid to face birth alone.

Those who approach are forcing me to leave. I cannot battle them tonight. I do not have the strength in this world. Then his eyes blazed into hers and his body almost solidified. Rhiannon MacCallan, I have sought you for decades. I have watched your unhappiness multiply as you were shackled to Epona. You must make your choice now, Rhiannon! You have seen all of my forms. Will you renounce the Goddess and give yourself to me as my priestess, my Chosen and Incarnate?

Rhiannon felt light-headed with pain and fear. Her eyes flicked wildly around the grove, searching for some sign of Epona, but she saw nothing of her divine light. She had been abandoned to the darkness—a darkness that had been pursuing her for years. What choice did she have? She could not imagine existing were she not the Chosen of a deity. How would she live if she did not have the power such status afforded her? But even as she made her decision, Rhiannon could not bring herself to openly renounce Epona. She would accept Pryderi. That would have to be enough for the god.

"Yes. I will still give myself to you," she said faintly.

And your daughter? Do you pledge your daughter to me, as well?

Rhiannon rejected the warning that whispered through her soul.

"I give—"

Her words were broken off by the high-pitched battle cry of seven tribal Elders as the men entered the grove, tightening a circle around the two oaks. With a roar that made Rhiannon's heart tremble, Pryderi's spirit dissolved into the shadows.

Pain bowed her body again and all Rhiannon knew was that she must push. Then strong hands were supporting her. She gasped and opened her eyes. The man was ancient. His face was deeply furrowed and his long hair was white. There was an eagle feather tied within its length. His eyes…Rhiannon focused on the kindness in his brown eyes.

"Help me," she whispered.

"We are here. The darkness is gone. It is safe for your child to enter the world now."

Rhiannon gripped the stranger's hands. She pushed with everything within her pain-racked body. Then to the beat of the ancient drums her daughter slid from her womb.

And as she was born, it was Epona and not Pryderi to whom Rhiannon cried.

The old man used his knife to cut the cord that linked daughter to mother. Then he wrapped the infant in a home-woven blanket and gave her to Rhiannon. When she looked into her daughter's eyes, it seemed to Rhiannon that the world shifted irrevocably. Deep within her soul she felt the change. She had never seen anything so miraculous. She hadn't felt like this ever before in her life. Not when she'd first heard Epona's voice—not when she'd experienced for the first time the power of being a Goddess's Chosen—and not when she'd seen Pryderi's terrible beauty.

This, Rhiannon thought with wonder, touching her daughter's impossibly soft cheek, is true magic.

Another round of contractions wracked her, and Rhiannon gasped. She held her child close to her breast and tried to concentrate on nothing but her while she expelled the afterbirth. Somewhere Rhiannon heard the old man calling orders to another, and understood the urgency in his voice. But the drums continued to beat their ancient rhythm, and her daughter felt so right in her arms…

Rhiannon couldn't stop staring at her. The child gazed back with wide, dark eyes that continued to touch her mother's soul.

"I have been so very wrong."

"Yes," the old man murmured. "Yes, Rhiannon, you have been wrong."

Rhiannon looked up from her daughter. With a strangely detached observation she realized that he had knelt beside her and was holding a bundle of cloth firmly between her legs. How odd that she hadn't felt him do that. Actually, she could feel very little of her body, and was relieved that the pain had stopped. Then her thoughts focused on what he had said.

"You know my name."

He nodded. "I was here the day the White Shaman sacrificed his life to entomb you within the sacred tree."

With a jolt Rhiannon recognized him as the leader of the Natives who had vanquished the demonic Nuada.

"Why are you helping me now?"

"It is never too late for an earth dweller to change their chosen path." He paused, studying her silently before continuing. "You were broken then, but I believe this child has healed your spirit." He smiled kindly. "She must be a great force for good if her birth was able to mend so much."

Rhiannon cradled her daughter, keeping her close to her breast. "Morrigan. Her name is Morrigan, granddaughter of The MacCallan."

"Morrigan, granddaughter of The MacCallan. I will remember her name and speak it truly." His eyes held hers and Rhiannon felt a chill of foreboding, even before she heard his next words. "Something within your body is torn. There is too much bleeding, and it does not stop. I have sent someone for my truck, but it will be hours before we can reach a doctor."

She met his eyes and read the truth there. "I'm dying."

He nodded. "I believe you are. Your spirit has been healed, but your body is broken beyond repair."

Rhiannon didn't feel fear or panic, and she certainly experienced no pain. She only knew a terrible sense of loss. She looked down at her newborn daughter who gazed back at her with such trust, and traced the soft face with her fingertip. She would not see Morrigan grow. She would not be there to watch over her and be sure she was safe and… "Oh, Goddess! What have I done?"

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  • Posted September 22, 2010

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    Sad to see this series go...

    In the beginning you find out that at the same time Shannon was having baby, Rhiannon was too. Rhiannon gave up her dark ways and sacrificed herself to save her daughter. Her daughter is sent to live with Richard Parker (Shannon's Dad). Divine by Blood is mostly about her story.

    I have to admit that at first I was a little disappointed. I didn't get to see as much of Shannon as I would have liked. However, I did love the parts we did get, and her interaction with her daughter. It's really sad for me to say good bye to her. She has become one of my favorite fiction characters.

    Once I got settled in to the story, Morrigan is a character I did enjoy. She was raised in Oklahoma, and always knew she was different. Of course, every teenager feels that way at some point. But in her case it is real. There was a lot of magic in this one. Morrigan's magic was great to read about. One of them was the ability to hear whispers in the wind, and not all of the whispers were good. The evil wanted to take her as their own.

    Kegan was a great character. I really enjoyed reading about him. Cast does a great job at creating couples you know are destined to be together, and you crave seeing them together. But my favorite character was Richard Parker. He was such a great guy. Cast said that he was written after her Dad. You can see how much of her heart she poured into his character, and it was impossible not to love him.

    The story moves at a steady pace. I was entertained throughout. Though the ending was my favorite part. It was beautiful. Cast nicely wrapped everything up and left me satisfied. Throughout this trilogy, I have laughed, cried, shouted and felt every emotion imaginable. Cast has given me a beautiful world that I will be escaping to again. Now that I have finished this trilogy, I am excited to move on to Elphame's Choice and Brighid's Quest. Both books take place in Partholon, but have new, younger characters.

    Divine by Blood was another win for me. I hope Cast continues to write, because I thoroughly enjoy her work. If you are an adult reader who is a fan of fantasy, you need to read this trilogy!

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  • Posted April 13, 2012

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    Good book

    Good book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 12, 2012

    Missing Clanfintan!

    Good read, however i wanted more with Shannon & Clanfintan!
    I found their storyline sooo much more enjoyable than the daughter's!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 17, 2012

    Wishing

    I really wish she would write more on this series its so not finished

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  • Posted March 7, 2012

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    I have to say that I liked the book overall. It was interesting

    I have to say that I liked the book overall. It was interesting and kept my attention. At first I was disappointed that this book was not completely about Shannon, but I got used to the idea. The reason I did not give this book 5 stars is because I was disappointed in the ending. Cast gives you a lot of detail going along and building up the the climax; however, I felt that she did not give the same time and consider to the ending. It felt really rushed and comes on all of a sudden. I felt that this book could have used another 100 pages. That's right, not 10, not 20, but ONE HUNDRED more pages. That's how much she rushed the ending.

    Also, I know that this is the ending for that particular line of the series, but I feel that we could use another book about Morrigan. There were too many questions left unanswered for me about what the future holds for her.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 14, 2011

    Great storytelling!

    Was not sure I was going to like this 3rd book in the Devine series but I've got to admit once I got reading my curiousity was peaked. Morrigan was a teenager who never felt she belonged or fit in. Wow what teenager wouldn't understand how that feels. It can get a little confusing to go back and forth in the story between Oklahoma and Partholan. I found myself rooting for Morrigan to finally find her destiny and the ending was the best surprise.

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  • Posted May 1, 2011

    Disappointed

    bad ending to a beautiful beggining. i was very unhappy with this end

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  • Posted November 5, 2010

    More

    I wish for this series never to end! But thankfully there are a few "spin offs" !

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  • Posted June 9, 2010

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    Touching, thrilling, and Dranatic

    I was so moved by this book I had to come and write something about this wonderful thrilling and dramatic novel. I read A LOT and came across P.C Casts Marked Books and fell in love with her writing although I will admit some are much better than others. This book is at the top of the Must Read List. It sucks you in and you just can't put it down. You will not regret reading this book. If you love a book that moves you beyond words then this is the book for you. You will laugh and cry it will fill you with love, sadness, hope, and amazement. the only down side to this book is that its the finale book in this series and I know all who read it will be saddened that this series has come to an end.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 14, 2010

    Good, but wanted more

    I loved this series, but I found the this book disappointing as the end of this series. I was left with really wanting more.

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  • Posted February 28, 2010

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    Amazing Series.

    This series by P.C. Cast is absolutely amazing. At first I was quite skeptical, but after reading the second chapter in the first book (Divine by Mistake) I was hooked. This book sucks you in and doesn't let go. You never want to set it down. It's very thrilling, and has a great romance twist as well. A wonderful series. Something that I will definitely read again and again.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 1, 2010

    Disappointment

    Love the first book read it in a day. Got to say such a DISAPPOINTMENT on the last book. The plot just drag on.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 3, 2010

    Hmm...

    Well this book was okay I guess. I cried a lot in the beginning which is nice, but then when the story went on it was very annoying and I didn't care for any of the characters and was disappointed that we didn't see much of the people from the previous books. Morrigan got on my nerves because she was a big brat I want to slap the sh*t out of and Kegan was boring and to power hungry just like her and it seemed he changed to fast for no reason. The ending I figured would end that way but I wish people would have met first (Morrigan and Shannon)and went on about that a little bit and I also would have liked to know a little about how Kegan handled Oklahoma. Other than that it was just OK, good in the beginning, slow and boring in the middle, and predictable in the end.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Morrigan assumed she was a normal Sooner teen with wants and desires similar to her peers. However, when she turns eighteen, Morrigan learns the truth that she is not just an Oklahoma native instead she learns her roots are literally magically from a tree and a centaur. Her mother Shannon Parker wanted her daughter to avoid all the otherworldly woes that she twice faced (see DIVINE BY MISTAKE and DIVINE BY CHOICE), but now regrets her decision as Morrigan is outraged and upset.----------- Her explosion opens the portal to the world of Partholon, which she enters expecting to be treated with adulation and respect as befitting the offspring of the goddess Incarnate. Instead she is treated as an unwelcome outsider. Desperate to belong, she causes problems for the residents of Partholon as she is the Light Bringer whose efforts lead to a growing darkness that is engulfing the realm her only ally is a shaman centaur warrior---------- The third Divine fantasy is a major departure from the previous two and not just because the next generation is the mover and shaker. The story line retains the fast-paced rate established by Shannon¿s starring escapes, but provides greater insight into Partholon through the amazed, dazed and razed teen. This is one fantasist who knows how to cast a spell on her readers.------- Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 10, 2007

    Disappointing

    I was prepared for this book to be darker, but instead it was actually more annoying than anything. The main character was not very likable, and she knew it--and yet when this voice kept telling her 'embrace your destiny' for the 20th time, she didn't turn around and shout 'if you like my destiny so much, YOU have it' like I would have done after about the 10th time! Also, the one confrontation I was dying to see was rather anticlimactic. Since this book was in TPB instead of mass market, I'm doubly sorry I bought it.

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