The West wasn't won with grit and guns. It took a sawbones with fae blood to git 'er done.
Book 1 in the Otherworld Outlaw series, an action-packed romp through the Wild West, loaded with living myths, dark magic, and bloodthirsty monsters aplenty.
Lula Cullen isn't sweet and gentle, and she's got no time for anyone's guff. Esteemed Bostonian surgeon, she's a woman with a career in a time when the very idea is laughed at. And nothing, not even her fiancé and his Brahmin family's traditional values, is going to get in her way. Until...
Her ambitions are derailed like a runaway steam engine when her uncle and only living relative is killed in a freak lightning accident. His dying words-"Find Toxicore Darkheart. He's the only one who can protect you now"-launch Lula into an ill-conceived and unchaperoned trip to Abilene, Kansas, where hanged men dangle for days for minor crimes and only married women are considered respectable.
Mistaken for a soiled dove the minute she hits the frontier, Lula decides to hell with respectability and starts swinging her uncle's shillelagh at anyone who asks for it. And the West sure has a lot of folks asking for it. Upon finding Darkheart, whose peculiarities go well beyond his odd name, she unearths long-buried family secrets tied to her bloodline, secrets that ultimately led to her uncle's murder and the disappearance of her parents when she was an infant. And worse, much worse, she discovers that though she's the one hunting for the truth-she's also being hunted.
Caught between a werewolf, a necromancer, and two fae queens of the Tuatha Dé Danann, Lula has to trade her scalpel for a Colt .45 and do it fast. Because they're not just after her, they're after her blood.
