Beneath the Blood Moon (eBook)

Seventeen-year-old Eilidh MacLeod is haunted. Not by flesh and blood, but by chilling whispers of the dead - her ancestors - whose agonizing final moments she relives through the Sight, a powerful gift passed down through generations of her Highland clan.  Fragmented visions of a spectral warrior, Alistair, chained within the crumbling walls of Castle Dunbroch, intensify her torment, his whispers hinting at a betrayal far more complex than a simple act of vengeance.
Trapped in a loveless betrothal to Lachlan Grant, the ambitious heir of a rival clan, Eilidh finds solace only in the forbidden practice of herbalism, a secret knowledge inherited from her grandmother. But even this ancient art offers little respite from the encroaching darkness. The whispers, she realizes, speak not only of the past but of a present danger far greater than any ancestral curse.
Alistair's ethereal touch ignites a forbidden spark within Eilidh, a stark contrast to Lachlan's cold embrace. He is not merely a ghost seeking closure; he is a key, unlocking a hidden history of Clan MacLeod, a history intertwined with the alluring and treacherous fae realm that borders their lands.
As Samhain approaches and the veil between worlds thins, a shadowy conspiracy unfolds within the castle walls. Carolyn Parker, a seemingly devoted handmaiden, harbors a sinister secret. Her loyalty lies not with the MacLeods but with a dark faction that craves the power of the Sight, a power they believe can control the volatile magic surging through the Highlands.
Under the crimson glow of the blood moon, Eilidh is torn between duty and desire, tradition and destiny.  One path leads to a life of quiet sorrow with Lachlan. The other, a perilous journey into the heart of ancient magic, where she must confront not only the ghosts of her past but the very real threats converging upon her in the present. To break the curse and safeguard her clan, Eilidh must embrace her Sight, unravel the secrets of Dunbroch, and choose a path that will determine the fate of her clan and the balance between the mortal and fae worlds.  For in the Highlands, whispers can be deadly, and the line between love and treachery is razor thin.