Molly and the Reaper

She’s the final Fate. He’s Death himself. Together, they could save the world, or end it.I see death.Every person I meet, every stranger I pass on the street, I know how it ends for them.The fall, the sickness, the sudden stop.It’s why I keep to myself. Why I avoid people. Why I live small, quiet, alone.Because knowing how everyone dies means you can never truly live.Until him.Nick Thanatos. Detective. Enigma. A man whose death I can’t see at all.He should terrify me. He does.But he also makes me feel alive in a way I’ve never dared to hope for.Because Nick isn’t just a man. He’s Death itself.And somehow, for reasons neither of us can explain, I’m the one person he can’t let go.Now, gods from every pantheon are circling, my buried memories are clawing their way to the surface, and I’m beginning to remember who I really am.Atropos. The final Fate. The one who cuts the threads.And if I can’t free my sisters and take back what was stolen, the world as we know it will unravel.But with Death at my side, for the first time, I’m not afraid of the end.A modern myth. A romance written in the bones of destiny itself.For readers who crave slow-burn tension, dark intrigue, and love powerful enough to defy gods.