Mortal Gods

Desperation makes warriors of captives. The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me-an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild-that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them. The Darkhaven Brothers are truly the worst of all the Gods' spawn. Arrogant. Wicked. Violent. To them, I'm nothing more than a human plaything meant for torment. For me . . . they're the path and the key to my freedom. But if any of them find out who I am, what I am . . . even the shadows won't be able to save me. Contains mature themes.

Enemies make dangerous lovers . . . or so they say. I am not a chosen of the Gods, but a bloody tragedy of their choices. I have endured worse than the Darkhavens. Torture. Pain. Manipulation. There is nothing anyone can do to me that I have not already done to myself. Ruen's betrayal will not break me. Despite the punishment I receive, my goal remains the same: Find the target. Terminate them. Free myself from the Underworld Assassination Guild. It doesn't matter if I let a single night of weakness bind me to one of them. I can't let it matter. They're all guilty in my eyes. Before I am done, they will learn I am more. I am the kiss of death. Contains mature themes.

Greed is lethal. Blood is honest. Between the blood of gods and monsters, I am both killer and healer. The Darkhavens were once my obstacle. Now, they may be the only safe haven I have left. The Gods are lying to us all. They are not Gods at all, but creatures that came from another world to rule over ours. Through blood, death, and pain, I will uncover what they have hidden from us and I will reveal their secrets. I am Kiera Nezerac of the Hinterlands, daughter of the Divine. Assassin of the Underworld. And I am not leaving this world without the truth. Contains mature themes.

Weapons are not born, they're made. And a weapon, I have become. I am the scythe that will cleave the Gods' traitorous heads from their not-so-Divine bodies. Forced to the dangerous Ortus Island and the very first Mortal Gods Academy, I know that time is running out for both me and the Darkhavens. If we can't figure out what the Gods are planning and how to stop them, it's no longer just our lives on the line. It's the lives of every Mortal God in existence. In the world of the Gods, there is only one truth. Trust no one. Not even your blood. Contains mature themes.