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Ongoing, First published Feb 04, 2023
Thanatos is the Greek God of Death. He is known to be a beautifully breathtaking god, tasked with delivering souls to the Underworld as Hades' subordinate.

Luelle Lovet is an editor. She lives a boring, meaningless life, at least in her eyes. She has exactly one friend and spends most of her time sleeping, drinking or smoking.

One regular Friday night, Luelle toppled off a building to her death. But, what happens when she wakes up a few days later with no memory of the tragic accident? She continues to live her life but strange things continue to happen despite her close encounter with Death.

Thursday, after going to a grocery store for tea, Luelle is shot. But, she's saved and wakes up in an unfamiliar house. 

How will Luelle juggle the life-altering news while falling deeply in love with Thanatos? Will Divine Gods get in the way of their love? Read Dancing With A God to find out.

Warning: this book will include light smut, strong language, violent scenes, drinking, drug use and smoking. 

This book will not follow the Greek mythological story line, only parts of it.

Commonly known, almost all Greek Gods are related directly or indirectly. For the story, Thanatos and his love interest will not be related in any way, shape or form, for obvious reasons.
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