Highland Mist

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Title: Highland Mist
Series: Druids Glen #1
Release Date: January 9, 2017
ISBN13: 978-1942017240

One prophecy to save the world.
Two realms fighting for control.
Three Druid sisters who hold the key to salvation and the hearts of the men who would love them.

Join New York Times bestselling author Donna Grant as she transports you into the dark and dangerous world of the Druids.


Laird Connall MacInness was born to a clan that for centuries has been charged with the guarding of the sacred Druids. ‘Tis a duty he has always met with a willing heart, until the day his sister, a Druid priestess, goes missing, and the very Druids he has protected refuse to help him find the last remaining member of his family. Then a 300 year old prophecy places a Druid priestess in his hands for safekeeping. ‘Tis the chance at revenge that he’s been waiting for, but is he willing to pay the cost his revenge will demand–the loss of his mate and the future of Scotland?


Glenna MacNeil wants only to be free, to find the purpose of her life. When she is told to look for the dark laird that would free her, she eagerly goes with the powerful laird who fights her clan, not realizing she has set in motion events that will change the course of history.


“5 Flowers…Read this book if you love paranormal and romance. Read it if you love medieval romance. Try it if you’ve never read a paranormal or a medieval. I’d be willing to bet you’ll like it. The characters speak to the strengths and flaws in all of us.”
Shara, My Book Cravings

“5 Hearts…Donna Grant has written a wonderful story of love and acceptance and of magic and discovery. It is sure to be enjoyed by all that love magic and romance.”
– Anita from The Romance Studio

“5 Angels…This historical paranormal is a must read.”
– Gretchen from Fallen Angel Reviews

4.5 Nymphs “…a very realistic tale of Scottish lore, and the magic of the Druids…”
– Literary Nymphs Reviews

4.5 Stars…Highland Mist by Donna Grant…is a must read.”
– Sheryl from Ecataromance.com

“4 Cups…I recommend this book for anyone looking for an exciting read.”
– Kathy from Coffee Time Romance

“HIGHLAND MIST, DRUIDS GLEN BOOK 1 weaves magic, a prophecy, and Druids into a wonderful medieval romance. Donna Grant does a great job of pulling us into the time period and locations involved. This is a heartwarming story of Glenna finally learning who and what she is and coming to terms with it. We also have Connall forced to deal with his feelings of all things Druid—including himself. And the MacNeill is a villain it’s incredibly easy to hate. This is a fantastic story and one I find myself easily recommending.”
–Chere, ParaNormalRomance

“Highland Mist…is emotional, it is sensual and it is intriguing. It pulls you in from the first page…”
– Laurel from The Castle Historical Romance Society

“4 kisses…Donna Grant knows how to put two characters into very believable circumstances and then leave us waiting breathless for more.
– Katherine from Romance Divas

“There’s plenty of action and intrigue and a constant battle of wills between Glenna and Conall.”
– Romantic Times BOOKclub

“Highland Mist is a wonderful Scottish historical that weaves love, hatred, passion, magick and war seamlessly into a very satisfying whole.”
– Lyonene from Joyfully Reviewed

– Klarrisa, Joyfully Reviewed

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“You’re safe now,” he whispered and found himself lured by her parted lips and half-closed lids. The sound of a lute reached him, the music sensual and romantic as it floated on the night’s breeze.

A longing filled him to taste the nectar from her mouth, to quench the thirst racking his body. He lowered his head until their lips were breaths apart.

His eyes found hers. A part of him said to take her. She was his prisoner.



Aye, she was his, and he knew she wouldn’t push him away. He saw the hunger burning just below the surface of her eyes. And words from his father he hadn’t recalled in years came to mind.

“A Druid always knows his mate, lad. And even though ye aren’t destined to be a priest, the Druid blood courses through yer veins.”

Mate? Was something telling him Glenna was his mate? That couldn’t be. For if he kissed her, if he let himself feel anything, then he wouldn’t send her back to the MacNeil. And he wouldn’t have Iona returned.

He brushed aside a dark lock of hair. “I love your hair down. You look wild and untamed.”

“Yet I am anything but those two things.”

He smiled for he knew better. “You just don’t know it yet.”

* * * *

Moira turned and looked at Frang when he approached. The elder Druid chuckled when he spied what she looked at.

“It seems Glenna and Conall will find their love on their own.”

“He’s fighting it,” Moira said and turned back to the couple.

“She’ll help him see the way.”

Moira nodded and continued to watch as Conall helped Glenna to her feet. “We could release him from his vow to us.”

“What? And make it easy? You know Aimery wouldn’t like that at all.”

She sighed loudly. “I’m not sure I can do this, Frang. I’m not as strong as you think I am.”

He patted her shoulder and gave her a fatherly smile. “Aimery wouldn’t have given you such a task if he didn’t think you could accomplish it. Have faith in yourself, lass.”

“I feel something in the air.”

Frang chuckled, his long, gray beard moving in the breeze. “‘Tis desire.

“Nay. Something else. Something that shouldn’t be.”

Frang stilled and raised his face to the moon. “Aye, you have the right of it. We’ll have to keep a close eye on Glenna and Conall. So much rides on them.”

Moira took one last look at the couple before she followed Frang back into the stone circle. Her back tingled along her spine, and that meant there was great evil, greater than MacNeil, who was out to destroy their plans. But who?

* * * *

The shadow moved deeper into the woods. He would have to be careful. Frang and Moira had almost seen him. He hadn’t expected to find them spying on Glenna and Conall as well, but it proved just how much was at stake within the Druids.

He laughed softly and quietly made his way to the castle. He had plans of his own, and with the help of a certain lass it would be carried out swiftly.

Then he could have Moira. Frang was old, too old to stop him from getting what he wanted. He had waited long enough, and been denied too many times.

It was his time now. No more waiting.