A beautiful Scots-Irish healer in the rugged Alleghenies finds herself accused of witchcraft. With the terror of the French and Indian War fresh in her mind, can Kira love a white warrior?
Passion and adventure unfold against a tumultuous backdrop in my new historical romance novel, Kira, Daughter of the Moon. Set among the superstitious Scots in the rugged Alleghenies, the story is a blend of Celtic and Native American flavors. The colonial frontier provides plenty of conflict and drama in itself, but there’s so much more, also an ample measure of humor, essential to some degree in all of my stories. Kira and Logan are a riot together. I enjoyed Logan’s wit when he first appears as a teenage Shawnee captive in my award-winning historical romance novel Through the Fire, and determined to bring him back later in his own story. And Kira is a unique, appealing young woman. A fun heroine to write. Although written to stand alone, Kira, Daughter of the Moon is the sequel to Through the Fire. Certainly, you can read ‘Kira’ without first reading ‘Fire,’ but it would enhance your enjoyment to read the other first. Or after, and then you can say, “Oh, now I see.” I had this sequel in mind much of the time I was at work on Through the Fire—inspired by dreams. Much of my work gets its start that way.
The Rugged Alleghenies, A White Warrior, Beautiful Scots-Irish Healer, Unrequited Love—Requited, Charges of Witchcraft, Vindictive Ghost, Lost Treasure, Murderous Thieves, Deadly Pursuit, Hangman’s Noose Waiting…Kira, Daughter of the Moon
Logan McCutcheon returns to colonial Virginia after seven years in the hands of Shawnee Indians. But was he really a captive, as everybody thinks? He looks and fights like a warrior, and seems eager to return to those he calls friends and family.
Kira McClure has waited for Logan all those years, passing herself off as odd to keep suitors at bay––and anyone else from getting too close. Now that he's back, he seems to be the only person capable of protecting her from the advances of Josiah Campbell and accusations of witchcraft. And to defend the settlers against a well-organized band of murderous thieves.
“My secret in exchange for yours.”
Tantalizing. He was drawing her into his snare, but she couldn’t resist asking, “How do you know I’ve a secret?” “To begin with, you’re hiding in a tree. What from, a wild beast?”
“Near enough. You.” He smiled. “Was I to think you a large red bird, or overlook you entirely?”
Drawing her remaining shreds of dignity around her like a mantle, she said, “This isn’t one of my best hiding places.”
“Indeed? Where are the others?”
“That would be telling.”
The strengthening breeze tossed the branches around them as he considered. “You never could keep secrets from me, Cricket. I’ll discover them and you.” An assertion she found both disturbing and oddly heartening.
His lips curved as if the deed were already done. “Why were you hiding? Am I so very frightening?”
“Oh––I feared you were some sort of warrior.”
The humor faded from his eyes. “I am.”
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