Marked: Married to the God of Death
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Ongoing, First published May 22, 2022
Mature
Nyfain is marked for the God of Death, to be his bride, an oath made for her many years before her birth. She is set to marry him the day she turns twenty-one. Instead, she makes a run for it just days before. It is ultimately a fruitless attempt when she found by mercenaries and the priests of Cathair. For four days she is locked away in a small cage, broken and beaten, and eventually offered up to the death god on the day of her reckoning. Fearing he will deem her useless to him in her state, she braces herself for death, for dismissal, only to be caught off guard when he comes not only to collect his bride, but to her aide. Death was ruthless, terrifying, something that made grown men shake in their boots. Yet as she heals, he is anything but that. Little does Nyfain know, though, there is a punishment waiting for her for daring to think she could run from him.
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