![]() ![]() ![]() WARNING: If you are a sensitive reader or find certain subject matter triggering, please exercise self-care and select a different book. My grandfather had been right about everything, especially the boy. And with every summer I spent stolen away with him in those enchanted woods, he grew to become so much more.īut when I return to Glenshire as an adult, grieving and engaged to someone else, all those legends quickly morph into nightmares. He was kind, and beautiful, and special, and hurting. ![]() But when he warned me about the mute boy who also lurked in those woods, the one the priest had declared to be the spawn of Satan himself, I refused to listen. Or the way they sparkled with mischief when he told me tales about the magical creatures that dwelled in the forest behind his humble Irish sheep farm-shy fairies who liked to eat tea biscuits, cruel witches who liked to eat children, a moody lake spirit with a taste for expensive gifts.Īs a child, I believed every fantastical word. I can’t remember anymore if my grandfather’s eyes were blue or green, but I’ll never forget the way they wrinkled at the corners when he laughed at one of his own jokes. ![]() BB Easton has revealed the cover for Devil of Dublin!įrom the Wall Street Journal bestselling author of 44 Chapters About 4 Men (inspiration for the Netflix Original series Sex/Life) comes a dark mafia romance steeped in Irish folklore. ![]()
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