Mortal Gods

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.*Please note this is a DARK Fantasy Whychoose Romance with themes of a dark nature, death of loved ones, and other various themes that may be triggering. Please check trigger warnings and read responsibly*

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.