A book in the Mighty Quinns series, 2011

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. I’d 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 creativity-exactly the qualities I wanted for Danny.

I hope you enjoy The Mighty Quinns: Danny. And don’t 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 he’d stolen from beneath the kitchen sink, hoping his mother wouldn’t 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. He’d come down to his favorite spot, a spot he’d named Smuggler’s Cove, to get away from his brothers. There weren’t many places the youngest Quinn had all to his own, but this was one of them.

He’d 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 hadn’t 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.