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Cover reveal & excerpt...Highlander The Dark Dragon.

DonnaFletcher_HighlanderTheDarkDragon_200pxHeather woke with a start, her heart beating wildly and her body chilled. It took her a moment to realize that she was home in the safety of her bedchamber and tucked comfortably in her bed. It had been two days since her return home and she had yet to feel completely safe and protected. She had woken the last two mornings, thinking she was still hiding in the woods from the ghost warriors while trying to make her way home. Her biggest fear had been that she would come face to face with her abductor—the Dark Dragon.

She shivered at the mere thought of his name and pulled the soft wool blanket up to her neck. Why the infamous warrior had had her abducted was still a question that haunted Heather and perhaps continued to be the cause of her unease. He abducted her once, would he not try again?

Heather shook her head. Lying abed would not solve her problems or ease her worries. However, her chores would provide a good reprieve from both. She hurried out of bed and slipped on her pale yellow linen shift, followed by her drab green tunic and snatched up her brown leather boots near the fireplace to pull on and strap quickly. She ran her fingers through her soft blond hair, letting the natural waves fall where they may until she collected her four bone combs off the chest by the bed and with deft hands secured her long strands atop her head, though a few stubborn ones broke free and fell along the back of her neck.

After taking her cloak from the peg by the door, she sighed as she rested her hand on the latch. She was home and she was safe, nothing would change that. She had her family to protect her. She could return to her daily life and everything would be fine.

Heather opened the door and as she stepped out of the room a little voice whispered in head, “nothing is the same nor ever will be again.”

Another shiver ran through her and she hurried down the stairs and into the Great Hall. It was so early that the servants were yet about. It did not matter to her, for she was not hungry. What she wanted most was to walk through the village while it stirred awake and feel its peacefulness like she had done endless times before. Maybe then she would finally feel that all was good.

She draped her cloak over her shoulders and stepped outside. The pre-dawn light sparked on the horizon and Heather was thrilled that she had not missed the sunrise. She hurried along to reach her favorite spot on a small rise and watched as the sun rose like a fiery magic ball from the depths of the earth.

Heather’s smile grew as the sun inched its way up, spreading its glorious light across the land. She recalled all the mornings she had stood here watching the sunrise and how happy she had been then and she wished she could feel that same happiness now.

Patience, Emma, and she had finally been reunited, and she was happy that her sisters were both wed to two men they loved and who loved them. And even more exciting news was that she was to be an aunt. Emma was with child and when the time came Heather would be right there to deliver the babe and see her sister safe. She was also thrilled that her da was feeling so much better and also looked so much better than he had in months. And though there was a chance of war with Patience’s husband’s family, the Clan McLaud, they would face the threat together as they had done before when a clan war loomed on the horizon.

With lightness in her heart, she had not felt since being abducted, Heather turned to walk down the small rise, eager to start the day, eager to begin life anew. She stopped when something caught at the corner of her eye and she turned to look out on the rise just beyond the village.

Her heart slammed in her chest and fear froze her in place.

There, spread across the rise, atop their horses were the Dark Dragon’s infamous ghost warriors, their faces painted white, and in the lead draped in black and astride a black horse sat the Dark Dragon.

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Available early spring!

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Brenda Sims

I was already looking forward to the next part of the trilogy but having just read the excerpt I now can’t wait and am really wanting to read it now!! Thank you for being able to make the characters come alive from the pages and making me feel for them and with them. You write in a way that shows a depth of understanding that many other authors cannot compete with.

Kami Murphy
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Kami Murphy

I have enjoyed this series very much. The way you write your books allows the readers to feel a connection to the characters. I can’t wait til Dark Dragon is released and love your other series also. Keep up the great writing.

Kimi C
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Kimi C

I am so excited, I cannot wait to read this.

Bonnie
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Bonnie

I love this series and can’t wait to read Heather’s story! Come on spring…in fact, technically, March is “early spring” right?? :)

Laura
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Laura

I recently started reading your books. They’re very addictive. Can’t wait for the this trilogy to finish. Love Love reading your books. One of the greatest historical romance authors I’ve read to date. You’re AMAZING!!! Can’t wait to see what more you have in store for your fans.

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Kathy

Hi!! LOVE your books. Cannot wait for the Dark Dragon. Is there a date in April yet??? So excited. Keep writing! You’re wonderful:)

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Ooooh the anticipation! Awesome sneak peek! Can’t wait for the release. I love Scottish romances and this trilogy is A+++.

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I love your books. I got them all and waiting for the Dark Dragon, I wish is already out. Thank you, so much for let me scape from all my problem in yours story’s. Your books make me cry, laughs, feel the passion of lasting love. I really enjoy it reading your books.

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I thought I already no all d best historical romance writers bt the sisters trilogy proofed me wrong. it was ur first book I read n am already searching for others. ur books re sensational n I just can’t stop till I get to d end