Atticus O’Sullivan, last of the Druids, lives peacefully in Arizona, running an occult bookshop and shape-shifting in his spare time to hunt with his Irish wolfhound. His neighbors and customers think that this handsome, tattooed Irish dude is about twenty-one years old—when in actuality, he’s twenty-one centuries old. Not to mention: He draws his power from the earth, possesses a sharp wit, and wields an even sharper magical sword known as Fragarach, the Answerer.
Unfortunately, a very angry Celtic god wants that sword, and he’s hounded Atticus for centuries. Now the determined deity has tracked him down, and Atticus will need all his power—plus the help of a seductive goddess of death, his vampire and werewolf team of attorneys, a sexy bartender possessed by a Hindu witch, and some good old-fashioned luck of the Irish—to kick some Celtic arse and deliver himself from evil.
Atticus O’Sullivan wants nothing more than to be left alone to run his bookstore, Third Eye Books and Herbs and to chill with his dog, Oberon (who is a trip and a half ). But Atticus is a man of many secrets. Not only is he a shape-shifting Druid and over 20 centuries old, but he did a very bad thing back in the day. In the words of my grandpa, Atticus done teefed a sword from Aenghus Og, this crazed Celtic god of Love (of all things) who’s been chasing him down ever since.
I just loved it.
There’s a coven of psycho witches, murderous Fae, Vamps and Weres that charge by the hour and a few goddesses who think nothing of twisting Atticus’ feelings inside out for their own amusements. He’s friends with this sweet old lady who loves a bit of whiskey in the morning and has a new apprentice who’s got issues of her own. Oh and he also has a nasty neighbour across the street who calls the cops on him every chance he gets. The poor dude just wants to be left alone in peace lol.
There’s so much going on that it would be crazy for me to try and explain it all. The story is well paced, very rich in detail and generously sprinkled with humour. I felt like I was getting a history lesson as well as a great story.
As a die-hard Jim Butcher fan (who is having a slow-meltdown waiting for the next Harry Dresden novel) it is very refreshing to come across yet another author who is worth following. Pick up Hounded and see for yourself.
I’m picking up Hexed on my next trip to the bookstore