Everyone thinks they know their Gods. The motivations, the reactions when rules are broken. Lulled into a sense of understanding, of safety, mortals imagine they know it all. Little do they know, a war rages and their Gods are more vicious than ever thought before. Eve was more than a Bride. Aphrodite was never The Harlot. God was never The Savior. Ava Cypriot and Amara Sicari know this better than they ever wanted to. Fate has spun their tale, tangling them in the war they never wanted to fight. Ava wants one thing, just one. But will she be allowed to have her heart's desire? Or is it to be torn from her all over again?