Druid, Mine is a thoroughly charming novel that illustrates quite beautifully that love is possible, in all ways. It brought me back to the feelings I had the day I accepted my husband’s proposal. It is utterly beautiful and completely enchanting. I did feel that the story had the capability of being much longer, but the length of the existing novel suits it perfectly. For a romance addict such as myself, it is a perfect escape from the everyday, with enough magic and love to charm anyone into having a good day full of love, light, and laughter. This is a perfectly delightful and beautiful story.
Anya is a woman lost in the world. Once a brave, daring soul, she is now content with security and stagnation. Or so she thinks. But lately a lonely feeling has been creeping in, upsetting her normally calm, orderly world. So when an offer for one night of intense passion mysteriously arrives, Anya is quick to jump on it. But the fine print is the thing that she will not pay attention to, and the one part of the contract that she never could anticipate. When she suddenly appears in medieval Ireland after passing out, confusion immediately sets in. Is this a dream? Is this real? And who is the gorgeous man offering her solace and affection? Read on to discover their secrets.
Anya’s wish for a normal date—away from the old man she is caretaker for—comes true in unexpected ways when she finds herself whisked to an ancient Irish stone circle on solstice eve.
Carrick’s decision to follow the path to become an Ovate druid has not come lightly, and he plans to spend the solstice eve in meditation unless fairies or evil spirits disrupt the circle. When a feisty girl walks right up to the fire, more than sparks fly.
They each seek healing and a connection, but the darkness of summer is short, and once the solstice sun breaks through the circle at dawn, the magic of the night will be over. Even Madame Eve can’t stop the day from rising. Heat level: 4
Word count – 13k