She was broke, alone, and out of options. So she did the one thing she shouldn't — she tattooed a god's seal into her own skin. Maya Sen is barely surviving. A struggling tattoo artist in the rain-soaked city of Oakhaven, she has twelve dollars to her name and four days before her landlord changes the locks. The only thing she has ever been good at — mapping sacred geometry onto skin — is the one talent no one wants. Then she finds an ancient book. And on page forty-seven, she finds a glyph that hums against her teeth. By morning, she wakes with a violet tattoo pulsing beneath her collarbone — and a voice inside her skull. His name is Komaris. The Shadow of the First Dawn. The Sentinel of the Threshold. A god so old the world forgot his temples, his name, and the sound of his prayers. He has been buried beneath silence for centuries, watching the world soften while the things that hunt in its shadows grow fat and bold. He needs a body to fight. She gave him the door. Now, by day, Maya tries to live her life — drawing runes on human skin, dodging her landlord, and pretending she isn't slowly losing the boundaries of her own mind to a divine presence that finds her both deeply inconvenient and quietly fascinating. By night, Komaris rides, and the creatures that crawl the city's dark seams have learned to be afraid. But the longer they share a body, the more dangerous the arrangement becomes. Not because of the monsters. Because of what happens when a forgotten god and a starving mortal begin to understand each other — in the space between one heartbeat and the next, in the cold dark of the shop, in every violet glow pulsing three times against her ribs. The God Who Borrowed My Body is a dark fantasy romance novella about possession, power, loneliness, and the strange intimacy of carrying someone ancient in your chest. For readers who love brooding supernatural heroes, morally grey gods, and heroines who negotiate their way through the apocalypse. Contains: body-sharing, slow-burn romance, urban dark fantasy, supernatural possession, and a god who is deeply territorial about his host.
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Paperback. Etat : new. Paperback. She was broke, alone, and out of options. So she did the one thing she shouldn't - she tattooed a god's seal into her own skin. Maya Sen is barely surviving. A struggling tattoo artist in the rain-soaked city of Oakhaven, she has twelve dollars to her name and four days before her landlord changes the locks. The only thing she has ever been good at - mapping sacred geometry onto skin - is the one talent no one wants. Then she finds an ancient book. And on page forty-seven, she finds a glyph that hums against her teeth. By morning, she wakes with a violet tattoo pulsing beneath her collarbone - and a voice inside her skull. His name is Komaris. The Shadow of the First Dawn. The Sentinel of the Threshold. A god so old the world forgot his temples, his name, and the sound of his prayers. He has been buried beneath silence for centuries, watching the world soften while the things that hunt in its shadows grow fat and bold. He needs a body to fight. She gave him the door. Now, by day, Maya tries to live her life - drawing runes on human skin, dodging her landlord, and pretending she isn't slowly losing the boundaries of her own mind to a divine presence that finds her both deeply inconvenient and quietly fascinating. By night, Komaris rides, and the creatures that crawl the city's dark seams have learned to be afraid. But the longer they share a body, the more dangerous the arrangement becomes. Not because of the monsters. Because of what happens when a forgotten god and a starving mortal begin to understand each other - in the space between one heartbeat and the next, in the cold dark of the shop, in every violet glow pulsing three times against her ribs. The God Who Borrowed My Body is a dark fantasy romance novella about possession, power, loneliness, and the strange intimacy of carrying someone ancient in your chest. For readers who love brooding supernatural heroes, morally grey gods, and heroines who negotiate their way through the apocalypse. Contains: body-sharing, slow-burn romance, urban dark fantasy, supernatural possession, and a god who is deeply territorial about his host. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. N° de réf. du vendeur 9798199305624
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