Fallen Gods.
Record details
- ISBN: 9781649374677
- Physical Description: 528 pages ; 2 x 15 cm
- Publisher: Canada : Entangled Publishing, 2024.
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Immediate Source of Acquisition Note: | Library Bound Incorporated |
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Subject: | FICTION / Fantasy / Epic |
Genre: | Fantasy fiction. |
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They said the gods were myth. That the giants were only stories told around dying fires. They lied.
The gods arenât deadâtheyâre only sleeping, locked in mortal bodies, scattered across the world, waiting for the right spark to wake them. And Odin, the most ruthless of them all, is my father.
He raised me to obey. To bleed. To be his blade when the time came. Now heâs sending me to Endir University, a place filled with ancient bloodlines and deadly secrets, to steal back Mjolnir, the hammer that once belonged to my dead brother. If I fail, everyone I love dies.
But Aric Westberg wasnât part of the plan. Heâs the enemyâs heir. Distant. Dangerous. And somehowâ¦familiar. He doesnât know what he is yetâor what he carriesâbut I do. And the more Iâm ordered to unravel him, the harder it becomes to remember where the lies end and I begin.
Because thereâs no clean line between survival and surrender anymore. No comfort in the stories Iâve told myself to make any of this feel justified.
Only a mission I never choseâand a man I was never meant to care aboutâstanding between me and the end of the world.
If Iâm the spark, heâs the fuse. And the gods? Theyâre about to wake up angry.