C M Lockhart

"This is not what I had in mind when we agreed 'til death do us part'." Kyra Johnson is married to an alien. At least, she was until he was murdered. Left with only his ship and a gaping hole in her life where her husband used to be, she takes to the stars with his crew as their unwilling captain. But grief isn't a thing so easily discarded, and she'll have to confront his memory - and the man who killed him - before she can face a future without him. And the best thing for heartbreak is revenge.

"This is not what I had in mind when we agreed 'til death do us part'." Kyra Johnson is married to an alien. At least, she was until he was murdered. Left with only his ship and a gaping hole in her life where her husband used to be, she takes to the stars with his crew as their unwilling captain. But grief isn't a thing so easily discarded, and she'll have to confront his memory - and the man who killed him - before she can face a future without him. And the best thing for heartbreak is revenge.

From the ruins of Freya's temple, a new era of gods have risen. Carrying the power of those who came before them, they're tasked with doing what their predecessors could not - protecting the realm from the time beings who want to see it destroyed. It's an impossible task that leaves them with no room for failure. But when their greatest enemy offers to become their ally, offering up Freya's darkest secrets in exchange for their trust, Brandi begins to question who it is they should be protecting the realm from - the time beings or the gods? Weighed down with more questions than answers, Brandi chooses the path of greatest destruction. She'll lead the rebellion against the queendom, have Sarah bid for the throne, and escort Adam Bertanal to the gods herself. And anyone who defies her will learn what it means to face the true wrath of a god.

She was a shadow. Forced into a life of serving the queendom before she was old enough to deny them, Brandi was a cultivator of death and the queen's own blade, reserved only for the disloyal and the blasphemous. Crafted by the queendom and forged in blood, she was nothing more than a tool. She was never meant to have an opinion on whose blood she shed - never meant to question whose back she was pressed into or whose throat she was slipped across. She was destruction. But when Freya, the goddess of life and judger of souls, demands that she protect rather than destroy, Brandi has no choice but to obey her new orders. And while abandoning the queendom comes with its own set of problems, being hunted by the people she once called family is the least of her worries when the gods reveal to her an enemy who exists beyond the reach of their power. So, with a helpless princess in tow, she begins her search for a way to fight this impossible enemy and save the realm from destruction. Because she is the wrath of the gods. And it was foolish for anyone to forget that.