The dead man on her doorstep: a premonition or an angel? A car burns just around the bend from Dachaigh. Is it a plot to destroy the inn or ...

With one hand on the slippery torch, Aileen steeled herself. A moment later, she pulled the rough wooden door open. 'Hell-'  Her words ...

Callan pushed open the door. A dark abyss glared back.  He switched on his torch and flashed it around...  His broad shoulders ...

Cold tingles zinged through Callan. The rain, coupled with the breeze, had nothing to do with it. This couldn't be. 'That's... that's ...

What secrets do the peatlands hide? An octogenarian distiller is wary of the goings-on in his distillery. The only person he can turn to is innkeeper ...

What secrets do the peatlands hide? An octogenarian distiller is wary of the goings-on in his distillery. The only person he can turn to is innkeeper ...

Her eyes widened into saucers, eyebrows piling high on her forehead. Pointing a shivering finger at Callan, she thrashed out her legs and wriggled. ...