Ashling wanted to go back to her normal life. The one where she had the beginnings of crazy cat lady syndrome at 26. Not this one where she was being chased by a pissed off ex-girlfriend who happened to be a Celtic goddess! Ashling was leading a normal life in Seattle her one cat and slightly neurotic best friend, but things changed the night she bumped into a tall, stunning Celtic man. Aengus MagOg was not just a stunning man, he was actually Oengus, the Celtic God of love, youth, and poetry. From that night on, Ashling was thrust into the fiery deep end of the world she didn't know existed. Seriously, full on flames lake of fire kind of shit. Every time she came up for a breath a new faery, God or Goddess would pop up and ruin her day.