When her assignment takes her to a disruption in the main square, she never expects to witness a magical war between gods and monsters. She most certainly doesn’t intend for the gods to catch her slipping away to give her report.
Now Big Ben won’t tick no matter how many tinkers work on it and the harshest winter in history has descended on London. The Gods keep insisting it’s the end of times, but Ottilie doesn’t believe in myths and legends. If two of those so called legends would stop ogling her like she's some sort of circus freak, she could do her job. She just needs to stop the end of days and send the two men back to Asgard, where they belong.
The gears of Ragnarӧk are turning, and Ottilie will not fail her Queen.
Even if the world suddenly belongs to monsters...
Kendra lives in Texas where the summers are scorching, and the iced tea is straight sugar. When she isn't writing, she likes to go on real life adventures with her husband and son and hopes to one day scuba dive the Great Barrier Reef.