Eros in the Cosmos: Primordial Gods

A goddess. A mortal husband. A daughter who sees too much.

After eighteen months of ordinary mornings in Portland — pancakes, school runs, a garden in the rain — Zihnia has almost convinced herself she's left the Pantheon behind. Almost. But the quiet life she fought for was never going to stay quiet, and the daughter cradled at her kitchen table is drawing the wrong kind of attention from worlds above.

When the cosmos comes calling, a goddess will have to decide what she's willing to burn down to keep what she loves.

The reckoning has been waiting. Patient. Gathering like a storm.