Praise for Kate HoffmannfromRT Book Reviews
âHoffmannâs deeply felt, emotional story is riveting. Itâs impossible to put down.â
â on The Charmer
âFully developed characters and perfect pacing make this story feel completely right.â
â on Your Bed or Mine?
âSexy and wildly romanticâ
â on Doing Ireland!
âA very hot story mixes with great characters to make every page a delight.â
â on The Mighty Quinns: Ian
âRomantic, sexy and heartwarmingâ
â on Who Needs Mistletoe?
âSexy, heartwarming and romantic ⦠a story to settle down with and enjoyâand then re-readâ
â on The Mighty Quinns: Teague
Dear Reader,
Welcome to the second book in my MIGHTY QUINNS trilogy, featuring youngest brother Danny.
About ten years ago, I happened across a small blacksmith shop near my hometown and decided to stop in and see what was going on. Iâd nearly forgotten that place until I was looking for a profession for Danny Quinn and it just popped into my head.
I was so impressed by an artist using fire and tools to coax beautiful shapes from reluctant iron. It took strength and patience and creativityâexactly the qualities I wanted for Danny.
I hope you enjoy The Mighty Quinns: Danny. And donât miss the final book in the trilogy next month, when eldest brother Kellan meets his match.
Happy reading,
Kate Hoffmann
DANNY QUINN PULLED the pocketknife from his jacket and opened the blade. He carefully cut into the piece of soap heâd stolen from beneath the kitchen sink, hoping his mother wouldnât notice it was missing before he had a chance to finish his carving.
A brisk breeze blew off the sea, scattering the flakes of soap in the sand. Heâd come down to his favorite spot, a spot heâd named Smugglerâs Cove, to get away from his brothers. There werenât many places the youngest Quinn had all to his own, but this was one of them.
Heâd spent a lot of solitary time in the area. Beyond the cliffs was the old haunted castle, a place his older brothers always talked about. He hadnât quite gathered the courage to venture inside; but he had found this spot, far enough from the ghosts and goblins that guarded the old tower. Though it was a five-kilometer walk cross-country, it was worth it to put distance between him and his tormentors.
Today, just after breakfast, he had sneaked away from home, his rucksack packed with a lunch, scraps of driftwood and soap and his pocketknifeâready to enjoy a day alone. Who needed older brothers anyhow? He was just grand on his own.
âI saw him go down here!â
Danny looked up to see his eldest brother, Kellan, standing thirty feet above him. He scrambled back to hide himself against the rocks, but he wasnât fast enough. âHeâs down at the bottom,â Kellan shouted.
âGo away,â Danny yelled. âThis is my place and you canât come down.â
âHow did you get down there?â Kellan called.
âI jumped,â Danny shot back.
Riley appeared beside Kellan. It was now two against one, the typical breakdown between the three brothers. âBollocks!â Riley said. âTell us how you got down or weâll tell Ma you were climbing on the cliffs.â
They wouldnât go away. His older brothers were merciless. âFind the rock that looks like a duck,â Danny finally said. âThe path is on the other side of that.â He watched as Riley and Kellan searched for the right spot and then slowly descended through the rocks. As they both leapt down onto the sand, Danny watched them warily.
âHow did you find this place?â Kellan asked, looking around in wonder.
âI was searching for driftwood in the rocks. I just found it.â He cursed. âHow did you find me?â
âWe followed you,â Kellan said, a wide grin on his face. âWe were curious where you were off to in such a rush.â
âWhat are you doinâ down here?â Riley asked. He pointed to the bar of soap that Danny held to his chest. âWhatâs that? Are you planninâ on a bath, then? Tryinâ to smell grand for your girlfriend, Evelyn?â Riley laughed, jabbing Kellan in the side with his elbow. âThatâs why heâs hidinâ out here. Danny has a sweetheart. Maybe sheâs meetinâ him here for a bit of snogging.â
âYou in love with Evelyn, Danno?â Kellan asked, circling around him.
âNo,â Danny muttered. âI donât have a girl.â
âThen why are you holdinâ so tight to that soap?â Riley asked.
Danny tried to shove it in his jacket pocket, but Kellan was waiting to snatch it from his grip. Danny cursed as his brother retreated a safe distance.