“Until the mists descend and I depart from this life to the next, you shall have a part of me. I weave my love freely – heart to soul, soul to heart.” — Mary Morgan Copy Share Image
“Did ye not mention a game last week?” “Aye, but my duties have kept me away.” Alastair choked on his mead. “Ye have none.” — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Ailsa had made up her mind that the man she would marry must steal the breath from her lungs, make her skin tingle with… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“One kiss,” he murmured against her cheek. The tight knot within him begged for release. She swallowed. “I…do… don’t know.” “I will nae beg… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Prologue When the ancient bards wove the tale of the great O’Quinlan clan in Navan, Eire, they foretold of destinies that would forever change… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Once every hundred years, two souls are brought together through the veil of time. They are deemed the chosen ones by the Fae. Through… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Her body swayed to a different rhythm. One as old as time. She didn’t care if they’d only met. All she could think of… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“I will take you here upon the land – in the light. The grass will be your bed and the flowers your pillow. Your… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Let me show ye how a kiss can burn the blood in your body. And how a touch can send tremors coursing through your… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“Usually, Eve didn’t like men with long hair. Nope, she preferred her men clean cut and shaven. However, the moment this man stepped into… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“The Tuatha De Danann, the people of the Goddess Danu, were one of the great ancient tribes of Ireland. They were also known as… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
“His fingers trailed a path on her skin down her back. “Have I found a pleasure spot?” he asked while tugging her gown free… — Mary Morgan Copy Share
