Enchanted Echoes, an Origin Story

Coming Soon: Enchanted Echoes

The old blood does not die easily.

Long before Nechtan Cameron walked the modern world carrying the weight of ancient gifts, there were others who kept the thread alive in far harder times. In the shadowed glens of 16th-century Scotland, when the Kirk’s reach grew longer and the old ways were driven deeper into silence, one man stood at the heart of that quiet resistance.

His name was Alaric MacGregor.

Enchanted Echoes is the three-book origin story of the Old Blood itself — the living remnant of Scotland’s pre-Christian power that still stirs in the land, the sea, and certain stubborn bloodlines. Through Alaric’s eyes we follow the full arc of a Keeper’s life: the raw vow of a boy by the black waters of Loch Shiel, the hard middle years of family, duty, and rising persecution, and the final seasons when the cost of every working has settled deep into bone and spirit.

This is not a tale of easy magic or shining heroes. Power here is communion, not command. It asks. It listens. And it always exacts a price — exhaustion, scars, grief, and the constant choice between open strength and the long, careful work of survival in the shadows. Beside Alaric stands Mhairi, whose selkie blood brings the deep pull of the sea into a life already rooted in stone and earth. Together they raise the next generation while the world around them grows less forgiving with every passing year.

The series closes the circle on Alaric and Mhairi’s long road while opening the door to everything that follows. The blood endures. Changed, thinned, hidden — but never fully broken.

Enchanted Echoes is currently in final preparation. The manuscripts are complete, the timeline and family locked, and the last polishing under way. Publication is not far off.

If the world of Nechtan Cameron has already drawn you in, this is where that world truly begins — in the mist, the peat smoke, the quiet courage of those who refused to let the old ways die.

Keep an eye on this space. The first echoes are almost ready to be heard.

— Sorcha MacLeod Thistle and Rowan Press