The wrath of gods

Beware of graphic content* Blood* *Violence and brutality 18+ Mature and Rated R
You were Warned. Read with caution ****

Wren has lived many lives, though she remembers none of them.

Each time, she is born mortal. Each time, something is taken from her before she can reclaim it. And each time, the clock begins again-ticking toward a death she does not yet understand, toward another forgetting.

This life is no different.

The mortal world is cruel and sharp, ruled by monsters that wear crowns and laws that break the powerless. Wren learns early that survival is an act of defiance. That safety is an illusion. That every quiet moment is borrowed time.

But she is not as ordinary as the world believes.

Something ancient stirs beneath her skin-something that does not belong to this realm at all. And for the first time, she begins to see what has always watched her from the shadows.

Samael has loved her across centuries, across deaths, across worlds. Cursed to remember when she cannot, bound to watch her suffer and die again and again, he has waited lifetimes for this moment-when she might finally awaken before time runs out.

Because Wren was never meant to be mortal.

She was stolen from her home, stripped of her immortality, condemned to an endless cycle of rebirth and forgetting. And if she does not reclaim what was taken-if she does not remember who she truly is-she will be lost again, reborn into another life with no memory of the love, the power, or the world that once bent to her will.

Together, Wren and Samael must defy the laws of gods and men alike.

To break the cycle.
To reclaim her divinity.
To bring her home.

And if they succeed, Wren will no longer be something the world can cage, silence, or destroy.

She will be unstoppable.
Untouchable.

And the gods who condemned her will finally remember why they feared her.