A gargoyle, a leprechaun, and a motorcycle gang walk into a bar . . .

Scratch that. A human woman (me) accidentally walks into a Faerie bar run by a leprechaun who keeps a cursed gargoyle on a shelf. Somehow, that gargoyle goes home with me, and I start dreaming of a man.

Doran. He's trapped in stone and darkness, and only I can free him.

He says I'm the treasurekeeper, and I need to find his friends, the other treasures, so we can break his curse. He haunts me night and day, driving me to hurry. I can't sleep. I can’t think. I have to find them. I have to free him.

Turns out his friends aren't that hard to find, because they're drawn to me, too. But these whiskey-drinking, tattoo-loving, motorcycle-riding badasses are resigned to their fate. Over the centuries, they've lost too many treasurekeepers to risk their hearts and souls again.

I have to find a way to convince them to join me. Before it's too late.

Contains mature themes.

© 2020 Tantor Media (Lydbog): 9781705258682

Release date

Lydbog: 29. september 2020