Fallen Gods

The gods aren’t dead - they’re 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 he’s 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 wasn’t part of the plan. He’s the enemy’s heir. Distant. Dangerous. And somehow familiar. He doesn’t know what he is yet - or what he carries - but I do. And the more I’m ordered to unravel him, the harder it becomes to remember where the lies end and I begin. Because there’s no clean line between survival and surrender anymore. No comfort in the stories I’ve told myself to make any of this feel justified. Only a mission I never chose - and a man I was never meant to care about - standing between me and the end of the world.