by Donna Grant
“Hello,” he said.
She smiled. “Hello.”
“Are you hurt?”
“I don’t think so. What happened?”
Grayson set her down as his mother brought in a goblet of water. “Nigel tried to take my soul, but my magic was too strong.”
* * * * *
Adrianna watched the sun sink in the sky. It had been an interesting day full of fear, joy, death and love. She grinned as she recalled how she’d seen Leoma and William holding hands as they walked to their chamber.
“What has you smiling so?”
She turned at Grayson’s approach. “Thinking of your parents. Are you still upset?”
He sighed. “I think it’ll take me awhile to really understand the depth of what they did.”
“What they did is give up their years together in order to keep you alive. Your father was never far from your mother. He was always here, always watching out for his people.”
Grayson nodded and looked to the stones at his feet. “You’re right of course.”
She touched his face, wanting to give him whatever comfort she could. “They didn’t abandon you. Their magic kept you safe, Grayson.”
“I know.”
“You have them now, at least.”
He shifted and turned his gaze to her. “I do, but it isn’t really what I want.”
“What more could you want?” she asked with a laugh. “You defeated Nigel, you brought your parents back together, and you won over your people. You’ve claimed what has been yours since the moment of your birth.”
“Aye. But I don’t have you.”
Adrianna dropped her hand and moved to turn away, but he stopped her.
“Please,” he begged. “Don’t go. You cannot leave me now, not when I’ve finally realized I love you.”
Tears stung the backs of her eyes. She had waited her entire life to have a man tell her of his love. It was made all the sweeter because of her love for Grayson.
“The curse,” she started.
“Nay. If my parents and Drogan and Serena can break it, so can we. Don’t give up on us, on our love, because of some curse.”
Adrianna blinked. “They did. Your father never left.”
“And he’s a bana‐bhuidseach, which means I am as well. Think of the future we could have, Drina.”
She would be the biggest kind of fool to walk away from what he offered. There was a chance to break the curse. Why wouldn’t she take it?
Without a word, she walked into his arms.
His arms tightened around her, his chin resting on her head. “Tell me that is an ‘aye’.”
She laughed and tilted her head to him. “It is.”
“Then you’ll marry me? You’ll be mine?”
“I’ve always been yours, Grayson. Always.”
Epilogue
1 month later...
Adrianna smiled, too content for words. She was now Lady Adrianna of Hawksbridge.
“You know every time I find you in this tower I feel the need to take you.”
She smiled at Grayson’s words and turned to face him. “Why do you think I come up here?”
“You’ve become quite naughty.”
“No thanks to you.”
He wrapped his arms around her. “You smile as if you hold some secret.”
Adrianna licked her lips. She hadn’t wanted to tell him. She’d wanted to wait until later that night. “Wouldn’t you rather wait and find out later?”
“Nay, wife. I’d rather know now.”
She stepped back and put his hand on her stomach. His brow furrowed, and he looked from her to her stomach and back again.
“Are you...? Did we...?”
The excitement and fear in his silver eyes was so incredible. She nodded through her laughter. “Aye, Grayson. We’re going to have a child.”
He gave a shout of joy and pulled her against him, kissing her eyelids, lips, and cheeks.
“A bairn,” he said when he had finally calmed.
The joy was gone from his voice. “What is it?”
“Nigel. Just like at Wolfglynn, he disappeared when we were sure he was dead.”
Adrianna cupped his face. “You know where he’s going next.”
“Aye. Cade.”
“Where is Cade?”
“I don’t know. Neither does Drogan, but I suspect he’s at Wolfglynn watching over Drogan.”
Adrianna took a deep breath. “Some of the bana‐bhuidseach have been able to locate people with their gifts. I’m not able to, but your mother or Serena might.”
“Or Francesca.”
She had forgotten about the other bana‐bhuidseach who lived on the isle near Drogan’s castle. “Aye. She might.”
“It’s worth a try,” Grayson said. “I want Nigel gone for good before our child enters this world.”
“Then we better hurry.”
One side of his mouth lifted in a wicked grin. “I’ll send a courier shortly. Right now I’ve other matters that need seen to. Like these.”
Adrianna sighed as he cupped her breasts. He always knew how to touch her, how to bring her the most exquisite pleasure. As she opened her mouth for his kiss, she felt his magic mix with hers, felt it infuse their child.
She would beat the curse, she had no doubt. For she had Grayson. She had his love. And she had their child growing in her.
Echoes of their magic would linger in the stones of Hawksbridge centuries after they were gone.
SHADOW MAGIC
The first book of the Sisters of Magic trilogy
Available in ebook
With a past soaked in sin and darkness slowly closing in around him to claim his soul, Drogan only wants to live his life in solitude. Years in the king’s service and his numerous deeds directed by the crown have left Drogan with horrendous nightmares and immeasurable guilt…
Serena is a witch, cursed and forever alone. She accepts her future. Until she meets Drogan. With Drogan a passion deep and unyielding awakens inside her. She is willing to sacrifice herself for his love, but can he put his past to rest and embrace the future?
DANGEROUS MAGIC
The third book in the Sisters of Magic trilogy out
December 27, 2011 in ebook
Never tempt magic…
With the darkness holding firmly to his soul, Cade knows he’s destined for Hell. Men like him don’t perform the deeds he has, regardless if they came by order of the king, and not elude the darkness…
A loner, Cade takes what the land provides and vows to keep the two men he thought of as brothers alive from the great evil after them. He knows his time is short and the evil is looking for him, but there’s just enough humanity left in him to aid his friends. When the flame-haired witch finds him, Cade is instantly spellbound by her beauty. He can either forget her – or give in to the reckless, impossible love that could destroy her…
Author Bio
Donna Grant is the award‐winning author of more than twenty novels spanning multiple genres of romance – Scottish Medieval, historical, dark fantasy, time travel, paranormal and erotic.
She was born and raised in Texas, but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica, Mexico, and Scotland. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna’s Cajun side of the family taught her the “spicy” side of life, while her Texas roots gave her two‐steppin’ and bareback riding.
Her childhood dream was to become a professional ballet dancer and study under the amazing Mikhail Baryshnikov. Though she never got to meet Baryshnikov, she did make it to New York City, where she performed in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Later, Donna’s love of the romance genre and the constant stories running through her head prompted her to write her first book. Once that book was completed, there was no turning back.
Donna sold her first book in November 2005 while displaced from Hurricane Rita, a storm that destroyed portions of the Texas Gulf Coast. Since then, Donna has sold
novels and novellas to both electronic and print publishers. Her books include several complete series such as The Druid’s Glen, The Shields, The Royal Chronicles, the Sisters of Magic, and her award-winning, bestselling series, Dark Sword from St. Martin’s Press.
Despite the deadlines and her voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two young children, three cats, and one long‐haired Chihuahua. She’s blessed with a proud, supportive husband who’s learned to cook far more than frozen chicken nuggets.
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