I thought that learning magic from a druid master was tough. Between surviving Click’s deadly magic lessons and being harassed by the huldufolk, I’ve been trying to track down the Celtic god of healing, as only he can save Finnegas, my mentor.

And just when we finally got a solid lead, Loki’s brother showed up to throw a wrench in the gears. Bottom line? I might have to fight an army of fire and frost giants to save Finn’s life. It’s a good thing I brought my wading boots, ‘cause it’s about to get deep...

With his mentor’s life hanging by a thread, Colin McCool discovers that only one god has the power to heal him. Can the journeyman druid battle his way through an army of Norse giants to save his dearest friend?

If you’ve never learned magic from an insane immortal magician, lemme tell you… it’s no walk in the park.

Six long months I’ve spent here in Iceland, boning up on my magic skills while I search for a way to heal my mentor, Finnegas. So far, my substitute magic teacher has nearly killed me a dozen different ways.

But I don’t care, because the old man is depending on me. And now that the Celtic gods are hot on my tail, I’ll need these skills to survive.

Between surviving Click’s batshit crazy magic lessons and being harassed by the huldufólk, I’ve been tracking down the Celtic god of healing. According to Click, Dian Cécht is the only one that can help the old druid, and now we finally have a solid lead.

Only problem is, Loki’s brother Býleistr found out I killed his son, and he wants blood. And with an army of giants behind him, he’ll stop at nothing to keep me from Dian Cecht as revenge.

I have to admit, this time I don’t know if I can pull off a win. But, I’ll be damned if I let the old man die on my watch. And if Býleistr wants to send me to Hel, I’ll take him and his whole jötnar army with me…

Two murderous Celtic goddesses… a journeyman druid on the run… and a sealed grimoire that holds the key to his survival. Can Colin unlock it in time to save the people he loves?

Colin McCool here, junkyard druid and trouble magnet extraordinaire.

Recently, I fought the giant king of Jotunheim in a bid to save my druid master’s life. I failed in that task—now it’s up to me to keep druidry alive.

Problem is, the Mórrígan and her sorceress sidekick Fuamnach are out to erase me from the face of the earth.

Sheesh, you steal a few enchanted relics, kill a couple of boyfriends, and suddenly two goddesses want your head on a platter. Go figure.

If I can’t unlock the grimoire my druid master left me, those fae femme fatales are going to rake me over the coals—probably for several long, painful centuries. And if I don’t give myself up, they’ve promised to go after everyone who helped me along the way.

I’m tired of running, and I’m sick of seeing the people I love pay for my beef with the gods. So, it’s time to make my final stand.

The question is, do I have what it takes to unlock the secrets to druid mastery? And will that be enough to stop two of the most powerful goddesses in the Celtic pantheon from destroying me, and everything I hold dear?