The Druid's Curse
Print Length: 315 pages
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
As a Highland Warrior cursed with immortality, Malcolm Campbell fought many battles, but staying away from a beautiful witch is proving to be the greatest of his life. But when a blizzard traps them together in his castle and dark energy shrouds his home, her closeness ignites buried desires and tests the vow of celibacy he made to his wife's broken body centuries ago.
Izzy Alexander embraces being an empath and a witch—until she falls for a man she can never have, a man who hates the very essence that is her. When Tarot cards mysteriously appear, and Izzy experiences disturbing visions featuring their godchild in company with a demonic visitor, and the impending deaths of her sister and brother-in-law yet again, she secretly uses her powers to uncover the dark threat.
Without acceptance and trust, love is impossible. Somehow, Izzy and Malcolm must learn to do both before black magic claims another victim.
By letting go of the past, they can ensure their godchild's future and break the inevitable cycle of death each life time. As a storm rages, desire burns—and ancient evil lurks.
Why can’t I be like everybody else?
Izzy Alexander stared at the fish swimming, in their virtual aquarium, across her computer screen. While she sat at her desk in Malcolm Campbell’s castle, the soothing scene didn’t calm her as it sometimes did.
No, the poor creatures were forever stuck in purgatory, they’d never get anywhere, never accomplish anything. Kind of like her, and her infatuation with Malcolm.
God, how had she fallen head over heels with a man who was in love with someone else, and
who couldn’t stand what she was?
Why can’t I go through life with blinders on, not knowing what people feel, what they think by touching them? Why does my life have to be so strange? Well, let’s see. Maybe because I’m a witch and an empath who fell in lust with a thirteenth century Highland warrior who’d been cursed with immortality by Lailoken, a Druid High Priest, and who also happens to be my current employer as well the owner of this castle in which I now sit. Yup, that about summed it up and equaled weird as hell.
“I can’t do this anymore,” she said and peeked behind her. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she met Malcolm’s stare. Damn, he’s gorgeous in a rugged masculine way, but he was never going to be hers.
He leaned against the mantel of a huge stone fireplace in the great hall wearing black dress pants and a green designer sweater, a glass of whiskey in the
same hand that had sent desire coursing through her body two years ago at his slightest touch.
But that’s all it had ever been, one night in Scotland, one kiss, the promise of passion.
About the Author:
Sophia Kimble has always wanted to be an author, but for years, life got in the way. She wouldn’t change a thing about how her life turned out, though. Her family keeps her laughing and loving. Her wonderful husband and two extraordinary children stand beside her every step of the way and make this journey called life worth living.
Sophia has worked as a nurse for twenty years, but has put that career path aside to devote her time and imagination to writing down the stories that keep her up nights.
She takes her love of the paranormal, history, and genealogy, and weaves them into tales of family, fated love, and supernatural occurrences.
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