Donna was born and raised in Texas but loves to travel. Her adventures have taken her throughout the United States as well as to Jamaica and Mexico. Growing up on the Texas/Louisiana border, Donna's Cajun side of the family taught her the "spicy" side of life while her Texas roots gave her two-steppin' and bareback riding.
Her childhood dream was to become a professional ballet dancer and study under the amazing Mikhail Baryshnikov. Though she never got to meet Baryshnikov, she did make it to New York City and performed in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Later, Donna’s love of the romance genre and the constant stories running through her head prompted her to sit down and write her first book. Once that book was completed, there was no turning back.
Donna sold her first book in November 2005 while displaced from Hurricane Rita, a storm that destroyed portions of the Texas Gulf Coast. Since then, Donna has sold novels and novellas to both electronic and print publishers. Her books include several complete series such as The Druids Glen, The Shields, The Royal Chronicles, the Sisters of Magic, and the Dark Sword series.
Despite the deadlines and her voracious reading, Donna still manages to keep up with her two young children, three cats, and one long haired Chihuahua. She's blessed with a proud, supportive husband who's learned to cook far more than frozen chicken nuggets.
Dark Sword: The Beginning
There once was a land of legend, of lore. A land filled with magic and hope. Though the Celtic tribes warred with each other, all of that came to an end with the arrival of Rome to their shores.
The mighty kingdom of Rome, intent on ruling the world, slowly worked their way across Britain. Until they reached the highlands and encountered a foe like none other. Despite their victories, nothing the Celts did could make Rome leave their precious land.
With no other recourse, the Celts turned to their trusted advisors and allies, the Druids.
Respected and revered, the Druids were like any society. Their magic came in the purest form from the earth, but there were ones who wanted more – more power, more control...more of everything.
Inevitably, the Druids split into two sects. The mie stayed true to their magic and continued to heal the sick and offer their knowledge to tribal leaders. The drough, however, chose human sacrifices and black magic to grow their power.
It was the drough who had the answers for the Celts.
The mie cautioned the clan leaders against using black magic, but the Celts knew their hold against the Romans was waning. So they allowed their greatest warriors to step forward and the drough to cast their spells and call up the gods long buried in Hell - gods that once ruled the earth with brutal tactics and violent ends.
But they were the only ones who could defeat Rome.
The gods, freed at last, eagerly answered the Druids call and bound themselves into each tribe’s fiercest warrior. Those warriors, with the aide of the gods inside them, attacked every Roman they encountered. Battle after battle ensued, until, finally, Rome abandoned Britain.
Yet the gods were still thirsty for blood, still hungry for battle. With the Romans gone, the warriors turned on each other...and anyone that got in their way. The rivers and land ran red with the blood of the Celts as death permeated the air.
The drough finding their magic useless joined forces with the mie. Yet, nothing the two sects did could put the gods back in their prison in Hell. The gods refused to relinquish their hold on the warriors, growing stronger with each heartbeat, each kill, until the warrior was no longer the man he had once been.
A gathering of Druids was called. It was unlike anything that had occurred since before the split. Magic pulsed over the land as they put aside their differences and struggled to find a way to help the Celts. But no amount of magic they called up freed the warriors.
Unable to send the gods back, the Druids combined magic and black magic to create a spell that bound the gods, in effect freezing them inside their hosts. The warriors returned to the men they once were and resumed their lives having no memory of the atrocities they had committed.
Yet, inside each warrior, the gods waited. With every generation the gods moved from warrior to warrior, passed down and forever a part of the family’s bloodline.
And so the Warriors were born.
The Druids, knowing what they had created, knowing what would happen in the future, stayed near the Warriors. Forever keeping watch. Even when their faith, the very thing they were, caused them to hide for fear of being killed, they had no choice but to watch. All of mankind was at risk.
The true story of Rome’s departing of Britain was forgotten. It passed into legend and myth amongst the Celts with each retelling of the story. Only the Druids knew the truth.
Then one drough found a hidden scroll. More power hungry than any drough before her, Deirdre set out to unbind the gods and control them. Thereby giving her the army she needed to rule the world and become a goddess before whom all men would tremble.
The scroll, however, only listed one tribe – the MacLeods.
Deirdre turned her eye to the MacLeod clan. There, she would begin....
The fifth and newest book in the series "Shadow Highlander" is scheduled to be released tomorrow, August 30 and the sixth book, "Darkest Highlander" is scheduled to be released on January 31, 2012. Before we check out Donna and Galen's interview, let's take a look at what the newest releases will be about:
Are you all hooked yet? Make sure you guys add this series to your "TBR ASAP" list. Now, let's see what we can learn about Galen during Donna's interview…..
Donna Grant's Interview with Galen Shaw, hero from SHADOW HIGHLANDER, Dark Sword book 5
DG: Hi, Galen. Thanks so much for agreeing to the interview.
Galen: :nods head in greeting: My pleasure.
DG: What can you tell us of the god inside you that makes you immortal?
Galen: Ycewold, the trickster god. He’s the god who has been passed down through my bloodline from the moment he was pulled out of Hell into a Highlander to defeat Rome.
Galen: Aye. I’ll no’ rest until she’s wiped from this earth once and for all.
DG: I don’t blame you at all. So, tell me more about your god. What does he give you other than immortality?
Galen: My senses – hearing, sight, smell – are enhanced. I have four times the strength and speed of a mortal, but besides that, each god has a power that is passed on to the Warriors. Mine is the ability to read someone’s mind.
DG: Ah…I see. That could make life difficult.
Galen: More than you can imagine. :his smile vanishes, his gaze turns distant:
DG: Is that the extent of your power?
Galen: :a lengthy silence follows: For the most part.
DG: Can you explain what you turn into?
Galen: Just as each god has a chosen power, each favors a color. Ycewold chose green, the dark green of a forest, which makes it easy to hide there, I might add. My skin will turn green, and dark green claws will sprout from my hands. Warriors also have fangs.
DG: But that’s not all?
Galen: Nay. :he gives a small shake of his head: Our eyes turn the color of our skin, but it is the entire eye. From corner to corner.
DG: So your amazing blue eyes would be green?
Galen: Shall I show you? :his smile is part devilish, part trickster:
Galen: :transforms instantly: We are a frightening sight, are we no’?
DG: :reaches out and touches a long claw: Wow. I can see why people would think you not all together human. And your eyes. I cannot even see your irises.
Galen: Imagine me like this in the middle of battle, the sounds of roars and growls filling the air from other Warriors. It’s no’ a place for a human.
DG: No. It’s not. :clears throat once Galen tamps down his god: What do you see in your future?
Galen: I’ll keep fighting against Deirdre, keep looking for a way to kill her.
DG: Is that all? What about a woman? You’re a very handsome man, Galen, with your blond hair and intense blue eyes.
Galen: :glances away: Thank you for the compliment, lass, but I’m no’ expecting more than myself for company through my lifetime. My…power…willna allow otherwise. I care no’ to see into a lover’s mind and see her sadness or fear.
DG: What about her happiness?
Galen: I doona want to see either. Those are her private thoughts. I’ve no’ right to them.
DG: Many of the other Warriors have learned to control their powers. Have you?
Galen: Unlike the others who can only use their power when their god is unbound, mine I’m able to use all the time. So, with the slightest touch I see into a person’s mind. It’s a power I wouldna wish on anyone.
DG: I see. But you Warriors have been fighting for us a long time. You all deserve happiness.
Galen: :rises to his feet: My happiness will come when Deirdre is dead.
DG: Then let’s hope that happens soon. Thank you for your time, Galen. And good luck.
Galen: Godspeed, lass.
DG: :watches Galen walk away: I think you’ve got a surprise awaiting you, Galen. Whether you want it or not.
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