I never meant to ruin the world, yet here we are regardless.
When the Lady created the world of Timonde as her own private dollhouse, she condemned millions of people to the cruel rule of an evil empire and its dark god of death, Orcus. Upon realizing the horrors she’s committed, the Lady decides to slumber for a thousand years as penance.
Orcus has been obsessed with the Lady since he was created to be her ultimate nemesis. Disappointed in both her original act of creation and the solution she deems acceptable to atone for it, he determines that only he is qualified to mete out her punishment.
When she wakes alone in Orcus’s bed, the Lady has no idea what to expect. His touch is entirely too sensual for punishment, but he seems determined to own her, body and soul. Submitting to his control might be the worst mistake she’ll ever make, because she risks losing the one thing she’s never really had… herself.
An Intimate Excerpt from the Diary of Our Lady, Including and Account of Her Captivity Under Orcus, God of Death is an enemies to lovers tale about a creation goddess who has regrets and the death god she allows to punish her for them.

💀Divine enemies to lovers
🌘Captor/captive
💀He falls first, a thousand years ago
🌘Funishment with shadow tentacles
💀”Right now, you’re mine. All mine.”