Alynn McNeil has wanted one thing since her mother was kidnapped nearly five years ago: a home. A home with a garden, and friends down the street, and a church nearby where she is more than a wave in the sea of faces. But she’s lived in twenty-three houses in the past five years, and now her family is leaving their beloved home of Ireland for the faraway land of Scotland.
Unfortunately, their ship hits rough waters, and Alynn finds herself with nothing but a piece of driftwood and a broken heart. She drifts to an island—an island engaged in a decades-old war. Alynn’s arrival only escalates tensions between a Norse tribe and a lone monk named Lukas McCamden, the sole survivor of a massacre. Lukas rescues Alynn, but not before they’re discovered. Now, an invasion is clearly imminent.
With winter closing in, Lukas trains Alynn in sword fighting. Amid the flurry of adjusting to life in a strange new land, battling the elements, and learning about Lukas’s strange beliefs, Alynn finds her love for the monastery growing. She’s finally been given a home—and she’s willing to fight to the death to save it.
Can a sister's love defeat an army?
After years of wandering, Alynn has a family again. She shares a loving home with her mother and foster-father, and Drostan, the future Norse chieftain, seeks her hand in marriage. When it seems life can’t get any better, she receives word that Tarin—her beloved little brother, presumed lost at sea—may still be alive.
Alynn isn’t the only one looking for him.
The bloodthirsty Norse tribe of Darsidia is on the warpath, raiding and kidnapping across the Scottish coast, heading straight for Tarin. Alynn tries everything she can to reach him in time, but all her efforts are thwarted. Complicating her plans is the Norse parliament Althing, which threatens to change the lives of everyone on St. Anne’s Cleft—and maybe not for the better.
Alynn will find her brother. Even if it means sacrificing everything she’s come to love.