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How many secrets does the Army hold? At least one that concerns me, which I found out after they decided I was unnecessary. That advice about telling the truth? It's highly overrated. They say there is a point where you can't go anywhere but up. I have to think guarding an underwear factory is such a point after running ops in the Sandpit overseas.

Death is coming for everyone Angelica Morgan loves. Cernunnos's plans are coming to a head and the final battle looms large over both worlds. The Tuatha have chosen their sides and allegiances become clear when a mad god throws a spanner in the works of Dagda's plan to overcome the god of death. Ang calls in her allies from the supernatural and mortal world and prepares to face the Wild Hunt. When betrayal comes, it is not from the place the Morrigan expected.

The two sides of Angelica Morgan's life are no longer separate. Finding the Fianna takes precedent and a government ride along was not in the plan. Following Dagda's visit, Ang and the team prepare to leave for the Otherworld, but is the offer of help from Abhartach a double-edged blade? Wolf seems to think so . . .

Angelica Morgan knows better than to trust that saving Una was the end of the war against the gods. Temporary peace is just that - temporary. Ang's connection to the Morrigan's past lives gives her a clue as to what horrors are stirring. Cernunnos is conspicuously absent and Ruadan is giving nothing away.

A meeting at the Houndsinn Trust building is cut short by a firebombing that turns out to have a magical connection. Was Angelica Morgan's mercy misplaced? Oerla is back, and she's not working alone. The Blinded Eye promise to wreak havoc until the trust—and Angelica—are brought down. Ang learned her lesson about backdealing banshees the hard way. The phouka are just as unwilling to enlighten her as to the whereabouts of the Ice Woman.

Angelica Morgan's head is full of her goddess power's previous incarnations. When they're not demanding she satisfy their cravings, they must help her uncover a plot that designed to disrupt all aspects of Angelica's life. As the past catches up to the present, will Ang ever get an uninterrupted date with Simon? Or will recent events...resurface? The banshees are acting strangely—more strangely than usual, anyway. Caught in a web of duplicity, Ang prepares for all-out war.

Angelica Morgan went all over the world with Meiran, intervening in conflicts and learning how to wield her powers. Now she has all three parts of the Morrigan. Gran, Caroline, and Meiran are gone. Or are they? Can three old and powerful ladies who are alive only in her mind really drive her crazy? Gran wants her favorite Gin, Caroline wants pastries, and Meiran likes Glenfiddich Whisky. Will Ang die of cirrhosis or diabetes first? Oh, wait . . . she's the Morrigan, so they don't affect her. And another thing. Will Ang ever have an uninterrupted date with Simon?

Even goddesses who only have two-thirds of their powers have to walk the talk at some point, right? Ang got a breather, but now she is reunited with Gran, who steers her toward the final person she needs to meet: Meiran Neman, the current keeper of the Way of Conquerors. Can she find her fast enough to meet the next challenge?

After an exciting month with three assassination attempts on my client and three frantic weeks trying to get enough questions answered to make a life-altering decision, is a peaceful week in Spain with my best friend too much to ask? Apparently. Ronan’s mom has other ideas. Our security team was taking shape, but we weren’t there yet. The week was supposed to be a shakedown cruise for our new staff members, more or less. Instead, we are pitchforked into a peace summit. What could happen?

Angelica Morgan has already climbed higher than she would have dreamed. But there is no time to appreciate the view. Because one crown isn't enough if you're The Morrigan, and if she's going to keep this green and blue ball from spinning apart, she needed that mantle yesterday. Good thing she's not alone now.