No one but her mum had ever called Onnleigh pretty. Thief, liar, wretched creature? Daughter of a drunkard and thief? Aye, she’d been called all those things, more times than she could count. But pretty? Nay, not pretty. “I dunnae lie to ye, lass,” Darwud MacCallen said as he sat next to the stream that […]
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Rodrick the Bold – Suzan Tisdale
As a boy, Rodrick the Bold had loved Christmas Tide. His mum would decorate their little home with evergreens and holly. She would make special breads and sweet cakes, the scents alone enough to make a little boy’s mouth water with anticipation. On a special night, they would walk to the MacElroy keep and watch […]
Mariote – Suzan Tisdale
Isle of the Blessed – Suzan Tisdale
The colors of sunset splashed across the deepening sky as if an angry god had slashed the heavens with great, violent brush strokes. Diabolus alarum, a sky like this was called. Devil’s wings. If one looked hard enough at the shades of purple, pink, and orange, one might have seen demons gazing back at them, […]
Brogan’s Promise – Suzan Tisdale
Black Richard’s Heart – Suzan Tisdale
Death could not come fast enough for Black Richard MacCullough. ’Twas difficult to distinguish his blood from the countless others who lay dead or dying on the cold spring grass. Grass he had played in as a child. MacCullough grass that was now painted in blood. The blood of his kin; the blood of his […]