Chronicles of an Urban Druid Series

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Life sucker-punched me . . . I have family I didn't know about, a magical heritage laying its claim, and a mystery I apparently need to solve. There are three things I love most in life . . . my wild and crazy Irish family, Redbreast Whiskey at Shenanigans, and living in Toronto. Having grown up with five older brothers, I can fight my way out of most situations, either with my wicked sense of humor or my fists. Often both. But when a back-alley brawl leaves me marked with a bizarre Celtic crest on my back, I become a beacon for all things whacked and weird. My dad is obviously freaked when he sees the tat, but he won't discuss it. So, I do what any stubborn red-headed lass would-I ignore all advice and fly to the Emerald Isle to get answers. And yeah . . . you know that saying about hindsight being 20/20? True Story. Look out, druid world. This mac Cumhaill is like no other. Will Fiona survive coming into her powers? Will those in Ireland survive Fiona? Can Toronto survive an urban druid and her mythical bear?

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. My outlook on life isn't complicated-any day that passes when nobody tries to kill me or someone I love gets put into the "good day" column. Simple, right? Lately, good days have been hard to come by. Since I totally ignored Da's warning three months ago and flew to Ireland to embrace our super-secret heritage, I've seen the world in a different light-a mythical and magical light. I am a Druid. And even though Da and my brothers are all cops, I seemed destined to put out fires. Seriously, the scramble to survive never ends. From quests heaped on me from ancient ancestors, to trampy witches, to misogynistic hobgoblins, I'm pretty much screwed from the get-go. Oh, and don't forget Barghest. Yeah, those druid Black Dog wannabes are still around and more determined than ever to see us eliminated. Someone should tell them the best way to make sure I do something is to tell me I can't. Yeah-no, like Han Solo said . . . "Never tell me the odds." Look out, druid world Fiona is back and she's fired up.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Growing up with five older brothers taught me how to take a hit. Lucky for me because the hits I take as a druid make me yearn for the good old days of sucker-punches, rope burn, and steamroller. There's no turning back and honestly-I wouldn't if I could. In a city where vampires, mages, and hobgoblins hate me, I struggle to hold my own and fight the good fight. I was chosen to wear the mark of the Fianna for a reason. I'm Fiona-freaking-Cumhaill. We have dark witches, mutant fae, giants, and the worst? Disgruntled parents. We hold the line with the help of family and friends. We've got this! . . . I hope. Ha! Famous last words.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Since being marked as the heir apparent I've been stabbed, kidnapped, black-listed, tortured, targeted, and accused of being the cause of pretty much every magical mishap that's hit the streets of Toronto. To some, I'm a nuisance, to others a curiosity, and others still-a problem to be eliminated. Whatevs, haters gotta hate. But when a mushroom cloud of dark and dangerous falls over my family and friends, there is nothing to be done but answer the call and fight. Who's manipulating things behind the scenes? Who's coming after the people I care about? And who the hell is stupid enough to think resurrecting the evil Morgan le Fey is a good idea? Yeah-no, it's not. With evil brewing, enemies running rampant, and The Lakeshore Guild of Empowered Ones ineffective at policing its members, my family and cool new friends set out to right the wrongs of our world. Be the change, am I right?

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. When life rushes at you from all sides, you widen your stance to keep from getting toppled over-you brace yourself. But no matter how well you prepare, some things you just don't see coming. Assuming my role as the druid representative for the Lakeshore Guild of Empowered Ones is both an honor and a curse. It puts me in a position to make important changes in a flawed system but also puts me in the crosshairs of a lot of powerful people. Demons, tricksters, and wizards I can handle, but when my worlds collide and the police get involved, I'm afraid for not only me but the men in my family. Don't mess with my family.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The moment you let your guard down and think you've got a handle on life-you jinx it. I bust my butt on the daily, smoothing the rough edges after moving in with the boyfriend, making amends to angry empowered ones, and patching things up with hostile in-laws. Things are good on the home front with my job, family, and friends. I've got this, right? Wrong. Cue the centrifuge of life spinning me around while the gods point and laugh. Or, in this case, the goddess. Hecate, Goddess of Witchcraft and Magic, deity of night and ghosts, supreme tormentor of friends. I wondered why Nikon hated Hecate with such venom. Turns out, there's history there. He faced his battles alone over the past centuries but he's not alone now. The Greek is family and I've got his back.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Magic, dragons, elves, and vampires are my new normal. At any point, I might get attacked by an angry book, be on the shit-list for forgetting to hook up my battle bear's keg, or get called to investigate a gruesome magical murder. And how cool is that? Well . . . the investigating part, not so much the murder. When Garnet brings Team Trouble in to investigate a string of discarded bodies, none of us likes where the evidence points. My Spidey-sense says something isn't right. In the human realm, the evidence doesn't lie. In the empowered realm . . . nothing is as it seems. Join Fiona as she strikes off on another action-packed adventure in the ninth installment of the Chronicles of an Urban Druid.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The focus of my life as an urban druid is to stand as a guardian of nature. The focus of my life as Fiona Cumhaill to stand as a guardian of my family. Seriously. Don't screw with my family. It's a no-brainer, drop everything, and take up the fight topic for me-If you need me, I will come. So, when darkness conspires to overtake the light and people I love are sucked into the wake of evil, the Toronto crew grabs the go-bags and answers the call. With rituals to learn, a goddess to honor, and a traitor to hold at bay, we tackle the incoming maelstrom in true Cumhaill style. Sure, we may be out of our depths and behind the eight ball, but what else is new?

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Some days I kick life in the ass. Other days it kicks back. On a good day, wearing the Fianna mark tosses me into topsy-turvy trials. It's a scramble but I manage to hold it together with the help of amazing family and friends: mythical, magical, and mortal. But despite best-laid plans, collateral damage occurs. I can live with me getting hurt but watching someone I love suffer-not so much. Is there any limit to where I'd go or who I'd face off against? No. There isn't. On a quest to save life and love, and with no time to spare, I take on a world of dragons, gnomes, witches, and trolls. Out of my depths and against a power that can snap me like a twig, there's only one thing I know for sure . . . Failure is not an option. Fiona continues her journey to becoming the druid she's destined to be in this sixth installment of the Chronicles of the Urban Druid. Don't miss a moment of this rollicking ride.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The world is about to tilt on its axis. Good versus Evil. Light versus Dark. There's a balance to the world's alignment and every thousand years the Earth Realm, the Fae Realm, and the Spirit Realm collide, igniting a period of rebalancing. The Culling. And while the empowered sects battle for a stronger foothold and fight to find ways to strengthen their forces, the humans go on living blissfully unaware. Which is good. Blissful ignorance is exactly where we want them to be . . . Well, some of us, anyway. As the volatility rises, the aggressive races protest. Between riots of exposure, fighting off the big baddies, and searching for ways to strengthen our position, our lives are pretty much a chaotic jumble. Yeah, well, what else is new? Join Fiona and Team Trouble as they prepare for the biggest battle of the millennium. Things are about to change. Will they be ready for it? Are you?

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. We all make mistakes, but for most of us we die and they're forgotten-not so if you're immortal. For gods and immortals, grudges live forever. One moment of poor judgment, a lack of understanding, or simply being oblivious to what's going on around you can elevate you to the top of someone's to-do list. Be careful who you piss off. Amid murder, ex-lovers, jewel heists, and much, much wine, the Cumhaill fam jam stays the course of fighting the good fight and standing behind our friends. Ni neart go cur le cheile . . . There is strength in unity. With the Culling looming in the distance and the knowledge that the showdown is building, we focus on strengthening Team Trouble and our allies. Together we stand. Together we fall. Together we win. And the winner takes all. Join Fiona and her found family as the chaos continues in A God's Mistake, the eleventh installment of the Chronicles of the Urban Druid.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Life is a balance-at least that's what I'm told by people smarter than me. Try as I might to spend quality time with Sloan, family, friends, and companion animals, my magnet of mayhem often has other ideas. Adulting is hard. So when I move an adolescent dragon into my backyard, why don't I anticipate the craziness that will ensue? Maybe Sloan's right and I am ridiculous. I like to think I'm an optimist. Either way, it takes a group effort to figure out the mess we find ourselves in and what to do about it. The good news is, we may be able to reclaim our lives. The bad news? We may alter the course of the future in the process. One mind bendy conundrum at a time, amirite? Join Fiona as she gets sucked into another action-packed adventure in A Dragon's Dare, the tenth installment of the Chronicles of the Urban Druid.

A Witch's Revenge: In a city where vampires, mages, and hobgoblins hate me, I struggle to hold my own and fight the good fight. I was chosen to wear the mark of the Fianna for a reason. I'm Fiona-freaking-Cumhaill. We have dark witches, mutant fae, giants, and the worst? Disgruntled parents. We hold the line with the help of family and friends. We've got this! . . . I hope. A Broken Vow: Assuming my role as the druid representative for the Lakeshore Guild of Empowered Ones is both an honor and a curse. It puts me in a position to make important changes in a flawed system but also puts me in the crosshairs of a lot of powerful people. Demons, tricksters, and wizards I can handle, but when my worlds collide and the police get involved, I'm afraid for not only me but the men in my family. A Druid Hexed: Fiona continues her journey to becoming the druid she's destined to be in this sixth installment of the Chronicles of the Urban Druid. Don't miss a moment of this rollicking ride.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Being bonded to a dragon means longevity of life . . . and that means I'll outlive my family and the people I love. I would never have chosen that. How much of life is what we choose? Were you born a boy or girl . . . a human, a shifter, or an angel? Are you mortal or immortal? Is there magic in your veins or not? In life, you start off and get what you get-that's fate. Then you grab the reins and steer your path-that's free will. Fate versus free will . . . it's mind bendy. But what if you want to change your stars? When a gathering of reapers descends on Toronto, and a mass-death is pending, Clan Cumhaill fights through kidnappings, betrayal, and death to discover what will cause the disaster. Is it a vampire war, the theft of a powerful artifact, or an empowered icon gone rogue? There's no way to know until the danger unfolds.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. The Culling draws ever nearer-looms really-like a big, fat cloud of doom. With evil brewing, our enemies grow bolder, the warriors of light and dark scramble to be ready for the Winter Solstice, and the Cumhaill fam jam digs in to face the battle of our world's alignment. No biggie . . . Team Trouble is on it. For now, the human populations remain oblivious to the imminent battle to come. If we continue to do our jobs right, it'll stay that way. What you don't know won't hurt you, amirite? Yeah-no. If evil gains a stronger foothold in our world, it will definitely hurt you. Amid hexes, hostages, and hot tub horrors, Fi and her family and friends tackle the big questions. Who will join team chaos? Where are Mingin and Melanippe? And . . . are yeti real? Fiona brings you more druid adventure, family shenanigans, and mythical tales of magic and mystery in A United Front, the thirteenth installment of the Chronicles of an Urban Druid.

A Gilded Cage: I have family I didn't know about, a magical heritage laying its claim, and a mystery I apparently need to solve. But when a back-alley brawl leaves me marked with a bizarre Celtic crest on my back, I become a beacon for all things whacked and weird. So, I do what any stubborn red-headed lass would-I ignore all advice and fly to the Emerald Isle to get answers. A Sacred Grove: Since I totally ignored Da's warning and flew to Ireland to embrace our super-secret heritage, I've seen the world in a different light-a mythical and magical light. From quests heaped on me from ancestors, to trampy witches, to misogynistic hobgoblins, I'm pretty much screwed from the get-go. A Family Oath: Since being marked as the heir apparent I've been stabbed, kidnapped, black-listed, tortured, targeted, and accused of being the cause of pretty much every magical mishap that's hit the streets of Toronto. And who the hell is stupid enough to think resurrecting the evil Morgan le Fey is a good idea? With evil brewing, enemies running rampant, and The Lakeshore Guild of Empowered Ones ineffective at policing its members, my family and cool new friends set out to right the wrongs of our world.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. It is the Time of the Colliding Realms-the Keening-the Culling. Everything that happened over the past eighteen months has led to this moment. The good and the bad. The triumphs and the tragedies. Now my family by blood, by choice, and by circumstance face the battle to balance our world's alignment. United as Team Light. When rays of first morn's light warm the depths of the sacred tomb / The powers of dark and light will hold their ground or seal their doom. Yeah, that's not daunting at all. Attacked by powerful players from all sides, enemies, allies, and a few surprise guests rally to fight the fight of the millennium. Even if we win this war, the world as we know it will never be the same. Fiona brings you more druid adventure, family shenanigans, and mythical tales of magic and mystery in A Danger Destroyed, the fifteenth and final installment of the Chronicles of an Urban Druid.

Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Meet Fionna mac Cumhaill, an urban druid coming into her powers and trying to master them. She has a family she didn't know about, a magical heritage laying its claim, and a mystery she apparently needs to solve.