Saturday, June 22, 2013

A glimpse of Donna Grant's latest Dark Warriors series: MIDNIGHT'S CAPTIVE

Rambling Reads would like to take the time to thank Donna Grant for visiting and for sharing an except of her serial,  Midnight's Captive, you can start enjoying the series now or you can buy the complete book on July 2!

Midnight’s Captive

ISBN-10: 1250017270
ISBN-13: 978-1250017277
Mass Market Paperback
Dark Warriors #6
July 2, 2013

Laura Black knows her boss is a man of many secrets—haunted by some unknowable force, driven by some unspeakable destiny—and yet it makes her crave the devilishly handsome, roguishly charming Charon all the more.  When she uncovers a betrayal that will send her into a world of magic, she turns to the only one she trusts – Charon.  Even when she’s in jeopardy of losing her heart…


Charon Bruce endures a relentless yearning to have Laura for his own, an ache he knows will never be fulfilled.  After the town he has protected for centuries is targeted by a ruthless Druid, he has no choice but to reveal his secret to Laura.  He must fight the deadliest foe he’s ever known if he’s to keep her safe.  But when Laura is captured by his nemesis, he must choose between winning the battle of good verses evil – or losing the woman he loves…






(Charon pronounced: K-AR-on)
The shrewd one. Forced to betray fellow Warriors by Deirdre. He has a life that’s been waiting for him, and he intends to have it. The fate of the world be damned.

Born: February 1365
Turned: 1390

God:  Ranmond, God of War
Warrior Color: Copper
Abilities: Disintegration of objects



Charon picked up the shirt and turned to where a carafe sat on the table. Steam still drifted through the space in the lid.  He bent to retrieve it, and found his gaze locked on Laura.

     Her eyes were closed as she swayed enticingly to the music. He had wanted her from the first moment she walked into the pub and asked him for a pint of ale. 

     He figured with her English accent she was just a tourist passing through as everyone did, but when she had asked for his help in locating a room, he knew she had seen the beauty of the town as he did.

     The next day he learned she was looking for work. Two years later and Charon still didn’t know what had brought her to Ferness.

     She didn’t pry into his life, and he didn’t pry into hers.  Even though he was insanely curious at times. Especially when she would look at a locket she kept in her purse.

     Suddenly, Laura stopped and opened her eyes. Their gazes locked, and as always, Charon found himself arrested by the pale green orbs that stared at him.

     It was a good thing she wasn’t a Druid or Charon might give into his desires. With every Warrior at MacLeod Castle finding their mates with Druids it was difficult not to think about it.

     But he was better off alone. Not to mention, no matter how hard he tried to feel any kind of magic around Laura, there was none.

     She wasn’t a Druid, and he had seen enough death in his long life. Not even the lust that burned through his veins could change his mind and have him slack his body with hers.

     He knew it would be glorious to have her in his arms, to taste her kisses, and hear her cries of ecstasy, but he couldn’t stand to lose one more person in his life.

     So, whatever pleasure he might find in her arms, would have to be forgotten.

     The glass door slid open and she greeted him with a soft smile he’d come to expect. “I was getting worried.”

     Charon glanced at the deck. How much longer would she worry about him? There would come a time he would have to leave Ferness behind forever. The people he knew, the friends he had would stop thinking of him, and he would fade to nothing.

     Maybe that’s why Phelan didn’t put down roots anywhere and why the other Warriors kept hidden at MacLeod Castle.
     He thought he was doing something good for himself. In reality, he’d only made things more difficult.  At one time things had been so easy, so uncomplicated.  Where had it all gone wrong?