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The War Goddess and Her Evil Husband

Autor: SelaraChan
Fantasy Romance
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Excerpt: I felt laughter bubble and erupt from my throat as I hissed. "Loki you son of a bitch, what is the meaning of all of this?" The man who laid under me erupted into just as maniacal laughter as his face brightened. His voice purred as he said laboriously. "Oh my dear! I can't believe that you seem to recognize me so quickly! I thought that I would hide myself so that there would be some suspense in our reunion. You are of no fun my dear. In this case, why don't we skip the pleasantries and just skip to the part of you taking your hands off my throat?" I laughed once more. I could kill him. I could kill him! I could finally kill this son of a bitch! Loki then slowly raised himself despite my vice-like grip on his throat and whispered in my ear. "As you know my dear, I do love to be choked but only in bed." ..................................................... Hjordos(Hiordos) was an esteemed war goddess who fought to represent the people when the Norse gods turned on them. The god of trickery, Loki then makes a deal with her. If she offers herself as a sacrifice, the Norse gods will stop the war and ensure peace for humans for all of eternity. Hjordos agrees and as Loki's sword enters her she realizes that she has been tricked. As Hjordos dies with Loki's laughter she vows that if she is reborn she would surely kill him. To her surprise Hjordos is reborn! But not as a war goddess, instead she is reborn as a weak empress who was poisoned to death by the emperor's concubines! As Hjordos adjusts to her new life she sees the people of the empire suffer from famine as the emperor indulges in women and wine. She takes it upon herself to rebel in order to save the very people that she sacrificed herself for in the past. This is a story with a badass female lead and a love triangle! Credit to artist for cover photo

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