Evil doesn’t take days off, least of all Halloween.
It was supposed to be a fun night, hanging out with my friends, being a normal person for once. I should have known better.
That plan turned upside down when a medieval priestess yanked me out of my bed, out of my time, and out of my country to defend her village from the monsters that threatened them.
Ever heard of a Dullahan? Neither had I, until that night. A headless horseman of Celtic lore capable of killing with a single word, whose path cannot be barred and no gates can keep out.
And somehow I’m supposed to stop him. Me. A nobody from London with a few magic tricks up her sleeve.
This Scottish town could be wiped off the map and out of history if I don’t do something about it.
It’s me against the world again. Let’s see if I can save history.