Untamed Highlander (Dark Sword Series #4) [NOOK Book]

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Druid-born and magic-blessed, Isla is one of the deadliest she-devils ever to serve the forces of darkness. As an immortal Highland warrior, it's up to Hayden Campbell to destroy her and her kind. But for Hayden, Isla is more than a sworn enemy. She is temptation…

Taking Isla captive, Hayden hopes to avenge his kinsmen who died by Druid magic. But when he looks into Isla's eyes, he sees the secrets of her past. When he touches her skin, he feels the passion in her soul. And soon...

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Untamed Highlander (Dark Sword Series #4)

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Overview

Druid-born and magic-blessed, Isla is one of the deadliest she-devils ever to serve the forces of darkness. As an immortal Highland warrior, it's up to Hayden Campbell to destroy her and her kind. But for Hayden, Isla is more than a sworn enemy. She is temptation…

Taking Isla captive, Hayden hopes to avenge his kinsmen who died by Druid magic. But when he looks into Isla's eyes, he sees the secrets of her past. When he touches her skin, he feels the passion in her soul. And soon Hayden comes to realize that this beautiful, beguiling woman is not his enemy at all—she is his destiny. And, even as the forces of darkness conspire against them, their love will conquer all…

RT Book Reviews says, "Grant’s newest Dark Sword tale is outstanding, with its delightful melding of history and the effect of centuries-old Druid magic." In Untamed Highlander, Donna Grant has taken this paranormal historical romance series to a new level.

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Praise for the Dark Sword novels by DONNA GRANT 

"Grant's newest Dark Sword tale is outstanding, with its delightful melding of history and the effect of centuries-old Druid magic. Wonderful characters with depth, charm and sensuality and a dark, brilliantly told take brimming with emotion and sexual attraction all captivate." —RT Book Reviews on Untamed Highlander

"The rich, multilayered plot moves at a sure, steady pace with many intriguing characters to keep things entertaining. Ms. Grant has penned a vivid, gripping tale with a skill and depth that's made me a fan of her Dark Sword series. Readers looking for a fresh, enticing voice in paranormal, historical romance will be thrilled after picking up a copy of Untamed Highlander."—Fallen Angel Reviews

5! Top Pick! “An absolutely must read! From beginning to end, it’s an incredible ride.”—Night Owl Romance

5 Hearts! “I definitely recommend Dangerous Highlander, even to skeptics of paranormal romance – you just may fall in love with the MacLeods.”—The Romance Reader

5 Angels! Recommended Read!Forbidden Highlander blew me away.”—Fallen Angel Reviews

5 Tombstones! “Another fantastic series that melds the paranormal with the historical life of the Scottish highlander in this arousing and exciting adventure. The men of MacLeod castle are a delicious combination of devoted brother, loyal highlander Lord and demonic God that ooze sex appeal and inspire some very erotic daydreams as they face their faults and accept their fate.”—Bitten By Books

4 Stars! “Grant creates a vivid picture of Britain centuries after the Celts and Druids tried to expel the Romans, deftly merging magic and history. The result is a wonderfully dark, delightfully well-written tale. Readers will eagerly await the next Dark Sword book.” —Romantic Times BOOKreviews

4 Hoots! “These are some of the hottest brothers around in paranormal fiction.”—Nocturne Romance Reads

“Totally captivating and entertaining...Cursed by dark magic, the immortal MacLeod brothers are a force to be reckoned with.”—Fresh Fiction

“Donna Grant spins a searing and intense tale [that] will keep readers spellbound.” —Romance Reviews Today “Highly enjoyable and super sexy.”—The Book Lush

“Donna Grant’s Dark Sword series is slowly climbing to my top three. LOVE IT!” —Good Choice Reading

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429980388
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 4/26/2011
  • Series: Dark Sword Series , #4
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 20,999
  • File size: 398 KB

Meet the Author

Donna Grant has been praised for her “totally addictive” and “unique and sensual” stories.  She's the author of more than twenty novels spanning multiple genres of romance—Scottish Medieval, dark fantasy, time travel, paranormal, and erotic.  Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Sword, features a thrilling combination of Druids, primeval gods, and immortal Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her husband, two children, a dog, and three cats in Texas.  

To learn more about Donna and her books, please visit donnagrant.com and donnagrant.com/blog.

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ONE
 
Cairn Toul Mountain Summer 1603
 
Hayden Campbell swore viciously as he turned over yet another frozen body on the rocky slope.
“This one is dead,” Fallon MacLeod yelled from his position farther up the mountain.
“They’re all dead.” Hayden blew out a breath that puffed around him, ignoring the frigid temperatures and steady snowfall. Though he felt the cold it didn’t bother him because he wasn’t quite human.
He was a Warrior, an immortal with an archaic god inside him that gave him powers and immeasurable strength—among other things.
Hayden rubbed the ice from his eyelashes as his gaze wandered over the snow-covered slope and the numerous dead Druids. “We should have returned sooner.”
Fallon, another Warrior, walked toward him with heavy footsteps, his green eyes grave. “Aye, we should have, but my concern was for Quinn. We scarcely got him and Marcail out of this cursed mountain in time as it was.”
“I ken.” Hayden gazed at the hated mound of rock. He had always loved looking at the great mountains, but being locked in Cairn Toul for too many decades and forced to watch the evil that grew there took away the pleasure the mountains had once given him. “Damn Deirdre.”
Deirdre, the one who began it all, was finally dead. She was a Druid, but from a sect who gave their blood and souls to diabhul, the Devil, for the use of black magic. She was, or had been, a drough.
There was another set of Druids, the mie, who used the pure magic born in all Druids to bond with nature and harness the natural power that came to all of them. The mie used their magic to heal and aid those in need, not to destroy as the drough and Deirdre did.
But Hayden and the other Warriors had defeated her. It had cost many lives, however. Too many lives.
Hundreds of Druids had been imprisoned in the mountain for Deirdre to drain their blood and harvest their magic to add to her own. No one knew how old Deirdre was, but if Hayden could believe the rumors, she had lived for nearly a thousand years, going back to the time just after Rome was driven from the land by Warriors.
The Warriors had been made thanks to both the drough and mie in response to the cries of the Celts for help, and Hayden couldn’t fault the Druids. Rome had been slowly suffocating Britain, ending all that made Britain great. And the Celts had been unable to defeat them.
The Druids had done what they could for Britain. They had no idea the primeval gods they called up from Hell would refuse to leave the men they took control of.
The gods were so potent the Druids couldn’t remove them. The only thing the Druids could do was bind the gods inside the men after Rome had been defeated and departed Britain’s shores.
And so the gods moved from generation to generation through the bloodline and into the strongest warriors. Until Deirdre found the MacLeods and unbound their god.
Deirdre’s reign of evil had lasted far longer than Hayden liked to think about. Deirdre might have been powerful, but even a drough could be killed.
Hayden grinned, reliving the moment Deirdre’s neck had been crushed by another Warrior and Hayden had engulfed her in fire.
“What are you smiling at?” Fallon asked, breaking into Hayden’s thoughts.
Fallon was leader of their group of Warriors. They had banded together to fight Deirdre and the wickedness she spawned. Though they had expected it would take years, Deirdre had changed everything when she took the youngest MacLeod brother, Quinn, captive. That’s when they had taken the fight to Deirdre.
“The fact Deirdre is dead,” Hayden explained. “Everything we’ve been fighting against all these years is over. Gone.”
Fallon smiled and slapped him on the shoulder. “It’s a wonderful feeling, isn’t it? Now all we have to worry about is having the Druids find the spell to bind our gods once more. Then we can live as mortal men.”
Binding the gods was all Fallon, Lucan, and Quinn spoke about. But the MacLeod brothers had wives, so they yearned to have their gods gone from their lives.
Hayden, on the other hand, wasn’t sure he wanted to be mortal again. He was too powerless that way.
“I’m going to look on the other side of the mountain,” Fallon said. “Maybe we’ll find someone alive.”
“I think the ones who could make it out of the mountain did. It was the weather that killed them.”
Fallon blew out a ragged breath and clenched his jaw. “We should look inside the mountain, then. Some might have been too afraid to leave.”
They both turned to the door that stood ajar amid the rock as if waiting for them to enter its wicked domain. All Druids were gifted with a certain power. Deirdre’s had been moving stone. She had instructed the mountain to shift and form so that she had a palace inside it, shielded from the world.
Hidden from all.
Countless Druids had died heinously, and many a Highlander had been brought to her to have his god unbound. If he didn’t house a god, he was killed.
Even now Hayden could smell the stench of death and iniquity that permeated from the mountain, could still feel the helplessness which had weighed heavily on his shoulders while he had been locked in one of the various prisons.
But he had been one of the lucky ones. Hayden had broken free and escaped, determined to fight Deirdre and her bid to rule the world.
“Why would anyone stay inside that place?” Hayden murmured as unease rippled down his spine. He fisted his hands and forced himself to stand still and not give into the urge to turn away from the malevolent mountain.
Fallon scratched his jaw, his gaze thoughtful. “I doona know, but it’s worth a look. We freed these people, and it’s our responsibility to make sure they return to their homes.”
Hayden considered Fallon’s words. “They may not want our help. We are, after all, Warriors. They might not be able to tell the difference between us and the Warriors who allied themselves to Deirdre.”
“True. But I must look either way. I wasna held longer than a few days in the mountain so it doesn’t hold the memories for me as it does for you.”
Hayden might not want to go into Cairn Toul, but he would. “I’m not afraid.”
Fallon put his hand on Hayden’s shoulder and looked into his eyes. “I would never think that, my friend. I would not torment you, though.” He dropped his arm and smiled. “Besides, I want to return to Larena as quickly as I can. You give a final look over the mountain while I go inside.”
Before Hayden could object Fallon was gone. He used the power his god gave him to “jump” inside the mountain in the blink of an eye. Fallon couldn’t jump somewhere he had never been before, but the use of his power had saved them countless times.
They all had different powers. For Hayden, Ouraneon, the god of massacre which was inside him, gave him the ability to call up and control fire. There were other differences as well. Each god favored a color, so every Warrior transformed to that color when he released his god.
Yet, for all their differences, there was a great deal they had in common, like strength, speed, enhanced senses, as well as deadly claws and sharp fangs. The most disturbing, though, was that their eyes changed to the same color as their god.
It had taken Hayden a long time to get used to that. He hadn’t seen his own eyes, but he could imagine how he looked when the whites of his eyes disappeared and his entire eye turned red.
As much as Hayden had rebelled and fought the god within him, that same god allowed him to defeat Deirdre. With Deirdre dead and his family massacred by a drough sent by Deirdre, there was nothing in this world for Hayden to do.
For so many years he had roamed Scotland, watching the world change around him while he hunted droughs. Deirdre had taunted him that she had sent a drough to kill his family as she tortured him day after day. So he fought against Deirdre while seeking his vengeance on the droughs.
Now there was no place for him in this new world. There was no place for him anywhere.
He continued his wandering of the mountain, looking for anyone who might still be alive, as he thought of what his next move might be. He had stayed in Scotland because of Deirdre and his revenge, but maybe he would travel and see the different countries others spoke about.
Hayden leaned against a boulder and raked his hand through his damp hair. The snowfall had begun to grow more dense, the flakes thicker and heavier, but it didn’t hamper his superior eyesight. They stuck to his eyelashes and covered everything in a blinding white blanket.
Hours went by with Hayden locating nothing but more dead. The fact they were most likely Druids only made the findings more difficult to bear. Druids might have magic, but they were susceptible to the elements as any human was, and thanks to Deirdre’s affinity for killing them, the Druids were becoming more and more scarce.
A shout from Fallon let Hayden know it was time to return to MacLeod Castle. As Hayden began to turn away something caught his eye.
He paused and narrowed his gaze when a gust of wind lifted a lock of long, black hair in the snow. Though Hayden knew the woman was most likely dead, he hurried to her anyway, hopeful he would leave the mountain with at least one alive. He spotted the pool of bright red blood in the snow that gave him hope she was still alive.
“Fallon,” he barked while scraping away the flurries and ice from around the small, much too slim body.
The woman was lying on her stomach, an arm bent with her hand near her face and matted ebony hair obscuring her features. Her fingers were slim as they dug into the snow as if she had tried to crawl away.
Hayden could only imagine the pain she had been put through, the heartache Deirdre had given her. He held his breath as he put a finger beneath her nose and felt a soft stirring of air.
At least they would leave the cursed mountain with one life. He reached for her and paused again. He didn’t want to hurt her, but it had been so long since he had been gentle, he wasn’t sure he knew how. All he knew was battle and death.
Maybe he should allow Fallon care for her. But as soon as the thought went through his mind, Hayden rejected it. He found her, he would see to her. He didn’t know why, he just knew that it was important to him.
Hayden blew out a breath and slowly, firmly placed his hands on the woman’s body before he tenderly turned her over. Her arm fell to the side, lifeless and still. Disquiet settled in his gut like a stone.
He shifted so that he leaned over her, shielding her from the onslaught of snow. Once he had her in his arms, Hayden brushed the hair from her face to see her incredibly long black lashes spiked with frozen snow.
He felt something shift inside him when he saw her face was pale as death, but even beneath the scratches, dried blood, and ice he could see her beauty, her timeless allure.
She had high cheekbones and a small, pert nose. Her brows were as black as the midnight sky and arched over her eyes. Her lips were full, sensual, and her neck long and lean.
But it was her cream-colored skin, so flawless and perfect, that made him reach out and stroke her cheek with the back of his finger.
A shock of something primitive and urgent went through his body like a bolt of lightning. He couldn’t take his eyes from her, couldn’t stop touching her.
Her body struggled for breath, struggled for life, proving she was a fighter. Even with the elements taking the breath from her one heartbeat at a time, she didn’t give up.
Something inside him broke at that moment. He hadn’t been able to save his family or the many Druids on Cairn Toul, but he would save this woman, whoever she was.
A feeling of protectiveness wound through him. It had been so long since he’d felt protective of anyone or anything that he almost hadn’t recognized the emotion. Now that he did, however, it grew stronger the longer he held her in his arms.
He would make sure she survived. He would ensure she was protected at all times. It wouldn’t make up for the lives of his family or the Druids, but he had to do it.
Hayden found himself wishing she’d open her eyes so he could see them. He wanted to give his oath to her right then, for her to know he would fight with her. Instead, she lay unconscious in his arms.
His vow would have to wait, but nothing could stop him from pledging himself to her.
“Does she live?” Fallon asked.
Hayden glanced up, startled to find Fallon near when he hadn’t heard him approach. That wasn’t like Hayden, but then again, he had never held such a lovely woman in his arms before, especially one who needed him as she did. “Just. She’s bleeding badly, though I cannot tell where she is wounded.”
“Judging by the blood on your hand, I would say somewhere on her back.”
Hayden looked at the hand holding her and grimaced. He doubted they had much time to save her. For the first time in … ages … the need to defend, to shield someone consumed him, drove him. “She’s shivering.”
“Then let’s get her out of here,” Fallon said.
Hayden lifted her small frame in his arms. She was light, but through her clothes he could feel the sumptuous curves that proclaimed her a woman. He gave a nod to Fallon and waited. Fallon laid his hand on Hayden’s arm, and in a blink they were standing in the great hall of MacLeod Castle.
“God’s teeth!” someone yelled at their sudden appearance in the castle.
“Sonya!” Fallon bellowed.
The hall swarmed with Warriors, but Hayden only had eyes for the woman. He wanted, nay needed, her to survive, and was surprised to find himself praying—something he hadn’t done since before his family’s murder. He decided then and there he would protect her with his life.
He felt the warm stickiness of her blood as it traveled from his hand down his arm to his elbow to drop on the stone floor. Her breathing was ragged, her body so still he would think her dead if he didn’t see her chest rising and falling, slowly but surely.
“Sonya, hurry!” Hayden shouted. The thought of holding another dead body in his arms made Hayden’s heart quicken with dread.
Death surrounded him, always had, most likely always would. But now, he wanted life for this small woman, whoever she was.
There was a whooshing sound as Broc landed in the great hall, Sonya in his arms. Broc folded his large, sleek indigo wings against him as he set Sonya on her feet and pushed his god down and returned to normal.
Sonya said not a word as she rushed to Hayden. The single, thick braid holding her fiery hair hung down her back with small tendrils curling about her face.
“Put her on the table,” Sonya instructed him.
Hayden didn’t want to relinquish his hold on the woman, but he knew he had no choice if he wanted her to survive. He glanced at her, at her parted lips and ethereal face. “She’s cold.”
“And I’ll get her warm as soon as I heal her,” Sonya told him, her amber eyes meeting his gaze. “Let me heal her, Hayden.”
Quinn took a step toward the table. “Broc—”
“I know,” Broc answered.
Hayden looked between the two Warriors to find their gazes locked on the female in his arms. There was something in their tone, something he should recognize, but he couldn’t focus on anything but the woman.
He forced his attention back to Sonya. “I think the wound is on her back.”
“Then lay her on her stomach,” Sonya said as she pushed up the sleeves of her gown.
“I’ll help,” said Lucan’s wife, Cara.
Hayden glanced down at Cara. They’d had their differences, and in some ways still did since Cara carried drough blood in her veins. She might never have undergone the ritual, but it was enough that Hayden had wanted to see her dead.
It was only out of respect for the MacLeods that Hayden left Cara alone. Still, it rankled him to have her near. Evil bred evil, it was just a matter of time before it took Cara.
The next thing Hayden knew, the other two women of the castle, Marcail and Larena, were also there. All but Larena were Druids. Larena was the only female Warrior, and she had the distinction of being Fallon’s wife.
Matter of fact, the only female who wasn’t mated to a MacLeod was Sonya, and Hayden had seen the way Broc watched the Druid when he thought no one was looking.
“I need her gown cut,” Sonya said.
Hayden didn’t hesitate to allow a red claw to lengthen from his fingertip. He sliced the woman’s gown with one swipe, and when the gown fell open to reveal the female’s back, the entire hall sucked in a breath. Hayden’s gut clenched and his blood turned to ice.
“Holy hell,” Quinn murmured and rubbed a hand over his mouth.
There were no words as Hayden stared at the scars that crisscrossed the slender back of the woman on the table. Whoever this female was, she had suffered greatly and horrifically. And often. If he felt protective of her before, it was nothing compared to what arose in him then.
He would find who did this to her, find them and make them suffer as they had made her suffer. Then he would kill them.
However, it was the wound on her shoulder which drew Hayden’s gaze. “What happened to her?”
Sonya leaned close and poked at the bleeding injury. “Looks like a blade of some sort. I need to clean it to be sure what happened, but from what I can see I think the weapon pierced her skin, and then was dragged from her shoulder down her back to her shoulder blade.”
In an instant a bowl of water was placed next to Sonya. She wrung out a cloth and began to clean the woman’s wound. Agonizing moments later, Sonya lifted her head, her lips compressed in a tight line.
“There’s magic involved in this wound. I cannot tell if it caused the wound or only made it fester.”
Lucan and Fallon moved to stand on either side of Quinn, who was at the woman’s feet. Broc had also shifted closer to Sonya. It was then Hayden looked around the hall and noticed every Warrior at MacLeod Castle now ogled the female.
Hayden’s gaze swung to Quinn to find the youngest MacLeod watching him with sharp, pale green eyes. Before he could ask Quinn why he was staring, the woman let out a low moan full of suffering and agony.
Sonya stilled. A heartbeat later she tossed down the cloth and lifted her hands over the woman’s wound, palm down, fingers splayed. Sonya’s eyes closed, and Hayden could feel her magic fill the hall as she began to heal the wound.
Cara and Marcail soon joined their magic with Sonya’s, but nothing they did seemed to assist the healing. The woman let out a scream and tried to jerk from the table.
Hayden held her down, careful not to touch her wound, but the more magic the Druids used, the worse the woman became. Frustration welled up within Hayden while he watched helplessly as the woman suffered.
“What are you doing to her?” he demanded of Sonya.
The Druid’s amber eyes snapped open to glare at him. Sonya reached over and took Cara’s and Marcail’s arms and lowered them. As soon as they did the woman stopped her movements and laid still and quiet.
It was like she had died. Yet Hayden could still see the breath leaving her body, could still see the blood flow from the wound.
“Something isn’t right,” Sonya said.
Marcail shook her head, her rows of tiny, sable braids on the crown of her head moving against her cheek. “It was almost as if she fought against our magic.”
“What could possibly do that?” Cara asked. Her mahogany eyes sought out Sonya, but Sonya didn’t answer.
Instead, Sonya moved aside the tangled mass of ebony locks from the woman’s neck. With slow movements, she tugged at the thin leather strap until she found what she was looking for.
Hayden took one look at the Demon’s Kiss dangling from Sonya’s fingers and felt the same betrayal and fury he had on the night of his family’s murder.


 
Copyright © 2011 by Donna Grant
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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 25, 2012

    Couldn't put it down!

    I love this series. I have read all the books and look forward to the new ons coming out. This is a great book, love the way Donna Grant tells the stories.

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  • Posted August 16, 2011

    Awesome!! Love the characters!

    I have all of this series on my Nook and can't wait for the next one to come out! The story lines are wonderful and keep you sucked in. The characters are wonderful. I hope Donna Grant keeps them coming! I have to know what happens to all the highlanders...do they all find their soul mates??? Is the evil vanquished??? :o)

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  • Posted May 6, 2011

    Best book in the series!!!

    I have read all the books in this series, all ofthem are great but this one was amazing! you really connect with the characters and i couldnt put it down!

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  • Posted May 4, 2011

    A MUST READ! HIGHLANDERS,SCOTTISH LEGENDS,MAGIC,ROMANCE AND LOVE WHAT MORE COULD A GIRL WANT!! UNTAMED HIGHLANER BY DONNA GRANT!!

    UNTAMED HIGHLANDER by Donna Grant is an exciting historical romance/paranormal set in 1603 Scotland. It is the fourth in "The Dark Sword" series,but can be read as a stand alone. Book One," Dangerous Highlander,Book Two,"Forbidden Highlander",Book Three, "Wicked Highlander". These are all must reads that melds paranormal with the Scottish Highlander historical life.This is the story of Hayden,a highland warrior with the archaic god that gives him power and immeasurable strength along with other supernatural things. And the story of Isla,who was Druid born,magic blessed but held captive by the evil she devil,Deidre.While Isla is one of the deadest forces of darkness,she has been forced to use her power for evil.Taking captive by Hayden after finding her at Cairn Toul Mountain,near death,he takes her back to the MacLeod Castle.While Hayden believe Isla is his enemy for she has killed many of their kind,he soon learns she is his destiny.Isla asks the MacLeod brothers for their promise of her death if and when the dreaded Deidre returns to claim her mind again.Isla fears she is not strong enough to ward off Deidre's attempts to regain her mind and soul.But Hayden finds he is attracted to Isla and soon learns that she is not is enemy but his destiny and will do whatever it takes to protect her against Deidre. This is a story of not only magic,history,legends,romance,Scottish highlanders,warriors but also of loyalty,sacrifice,devotion,courage,and of course some sweet sensuality.For all of these Highlander warriors ooze of sex appeal,strength,honor,who are sworn to fight for not only victory but also to battle for love and accept their fates. This is a fast paced,action packed,full of magic,love,with sensuality.All paranormal,historical romance,Scottish Highlanders,readers will be eagerly awaiting the next "Dark Sword" book. I so adore this series of highlanders with their sensuality,strength,loyalty and their God within.A MUST READ! This book was received for the purpose of review from the publisher and as a personal buy details can be found at St. Martin's Paperbacks,published by St. Martin's Press and My Book Addiction and More.

    Coming in August,2011,"Shadow Highlander",the story of Galen and Reaghan.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 26, 2011

    Highly Recommended

    Donna Grant continues her highly sensual Dark Sword Novels with Hayden Campbell's story. Searching amid the destruction of Cairn Toul, where he and hundreds of Warriors and druids had been held prisoner, Hayden finds a lone survivor. The need to save and defend the beautiful woman consumes and drives him. Then he discovers she is a drough, a member of the sect of evil druids responsible for murdering his family. Betrayal and fury replace his protective urges, but he's unable to ignore the connection he feels towards her. He's sworn vengeance against all droughs but can't bring himself to follow through when she asks him to take her head. For centuries, Isla was forced to serve Deirdre. She used her magic for the drough queen's evil purposes to save the lives of her sister and niece. Isla knows, through a magical link, that the queen wasn't destroyed with her mountain fortress. Isla fears her presence will draw the evil, and the only way to sever the connection is for her to die. Hayden's animosity toward her kind makes him the perfect candidate to kill her when Deirdre's magic inevitably breaks through. Compelled to remain close, their attraction grows and they begin to hope there's another way to break the link that doesn't require Isla's death. But if Hayden finds out all her secrets, Isla fears he'll have no trouble destroying her. The stories get better with every book. Dark, sexy and filled with men in kilts-what's not to love!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 11, 2014

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    Omg I love this! Its very accurate and interesting. Love the description.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2014

    Kirby and the Dark Phoenix: Chapter 1

    A creature, sealed in a block of semi-transparent ruby, stood. It was standing on a pedestal of obsidian, engraved with an upside-down star. Suddenly, the block cracked. It is small, at first, then gradually grew larger and larger, until it bursted. The creature came out. It savored its newfound freedom before, screeching, it flew off.<p>***<p>A yellow Waddle-Dee ran to the field where Kirby was eating an apple, enjoying the beautiful day. It was Kirby's friend he had made after he defeated Magolor. Her name was Epic, and she was exiled from King Dedede's castlegrounds. "Kirby, the Star Rod is gone!" Kirby looked up. It was too soon for action after the recent adventure. "I bet we can guess who the culprit was!" Kirby nodded. King Dedede, his rival. But why? He had helped Kirby in his last adventure. Nevertheless, he must recover the Star Rod. He and Epic ran to Dedede's Castle.<p>"So what brings you here?" Said the penguin monarch. Epic, as she was banished, could not enter the castle, so Kirby had to communicate with gestures. He gestured to show that he wanted the Star Rod back. Dedede frowned as he watched Kirby drew a verticle line in the air and attempted to make a star. "Kirby, I know I had stolen the Star Rod a couple of times, but I'm as shocked as you are. One of my servants went there this morning and saw that the Star Rod wasn't there!" A voice screeched "That was because I took it and hid it!"<p>((How is that for a cliffhanger? Also, sorry if I got the fact wrong that King Dedede is one of Kirby's rivals.))

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2014

    Silver

    I have no idea what is going on but I like!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 12, 2013

    Meh

    Found this one disappointing Hayden continually slights Isla and she repeatedly gives into him when she is angry. Caught myself skimming the book. Not the best in the series.

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  • Posted June 27, 2013

    Highly Recommended

    Loved It!!!

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  • Posted June 1, 2013

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    ******WARNING CONTAINS SPOILERS******* Begun reading Untamed

    ******WARNING CONTAINS SPOILERS*******




    Begun reading Untamed Highlander the same day as I finished Wicked Highlander... I could not stop myself! This book kept me on the edge of my seat from the very beginning. Hayden Campbell and Isla, the From Hayden saving Isla on Cairn Toul all the way [ to them falling in love ] at the end. Hayden, having his entire family killed by a drough and his vow to find and kill the drough that did it did not warm up to Isla very easily at all. [ And then to find out that even though they thought Dierdre was dead and now learn she's not! ] My heart hit my stomach!! I was so afraid that Hayden's pride was going to get the best of him. [ I was VERY surprised to learn that Isla WAS the drough that had killed Hayden's family. I cried, thinking that Hayden might change his mind about his feelings... ()] However, Donna has not disappointed me at all here! She keeps on surprising me at every swipe of my Kindle. I have already jumped into Shadow Highlander and am excitedly wanting to see where this series takes us to! [ I really am hoping that Dierdre gets killed soon.... but then I am hoping that her death doesn't make things worse for these men.. ] Also, wondering if we are going to get to see Marcail's baby in these series' or are they going to fade out...? so many questions...

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  • Posted May 4, 2012

    Great story line.

    This series is well written and will hold your attention. From the first book, I have enjoyed reading about the brothers, their lives and those who come into their lives to help, love or hinder. If you like love, adventure and well written stories, you will enjoy this series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 20, 2012

    Highly recommend it.

    Loved it! Had to get the whole series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 5, 2012

    Good Reading Series

    Great read for paranormal fantasy..love the series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 17, 2012

    Awesome!!

    What a great read, that ended much too quickly!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 20, 2011

    Great read

    This was the best of the 5 books so far. I look foward to book six. Love the series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 17, 2011

    Great!

    This one was emotional, sad and very passionate. It was fabulous. Hayden and Isla struggles and passion really drew me in and kept me wanting more. Love this series!!!

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  • Posted October 25, 2011

    Highly Recommended

    I love this entire series do far. Great to read to relax and excape. I can't wait for the next one.

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  • Posted October 23, 2011

    I will read ANYTHING that she writes!!!

    I absolutey LOVE Donna Grant! All of her books are fun and exciting and keep you turning the pages! This book is no different. I have already read everything she has written to date and I have never been disappointed. Anxiously waiting for 2012 and the release of her next book!

    Oscar Wilde Said "if a book isn't worth re-reading, then it's not worth reading the first time" (I am sure I am para-phrasing) And all of Donna Grant's books are worth re-reading!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 7, 2011

    highly recommend

    great book keeps u reading all night

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