Oh My Gods

Oh My Gods

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Sep 20, 2025
Finley has been chosen to be the next hero, a special person chosen once a generation, to be the go-between between the gods and the humans. They fight monsters. They fight injustice. They fight prejudice. It's a great honor--but it's also a great danger. Finley discovers this early, nearly killed within minutes of developing her powers. Monsters, gods, magic-users, and assassins are around every corner. Will Finley survive long enough to become a true hero... or is drawing the attention of the god of Death an omen of what is to come?
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