Seamus Lochlann is always up for a good time-or a battle. At least that's how it looks to his friends and family who count on his infectious humor and lethal sword arm. Fighting the war goddesses' rogue warriors on the dark streets of East LA to defend his best friend puts him on the radar of the lustiest goddess in the Celtic pantheon. Maeve wants to spend him in her bed-and she'll stop at nothing to enjoy the pleasures she expects from him. Fallon Graham can't shake the premonitions. Flashing through her mind are stories with an up-close-and-personal view of the war goddess stealing the life force of a noble warrior who fights back again and again. Her heart breaks as she watches the warrior's desperate struggles for his dignity and a chance to die honorably on the battlefield. Never in a million years would she have predicted that dream-warrior would walk right into her office and ask for a date. A chance encounter at a mountain cabin seals their fate. The woman Seamus has searched for, the woman the gods determined to be his mate, is the only woman who's ever turned him down. Fallon can't believe she's fated to the warrior Maeve has marked for herself. When the goddess strikes, they have a choice-succumb to the unholy power of the goddess or believe their love can tell a different story.