I never meant to ruin the world, yet here we are, regardless.

Unfortunately, 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. When he points out the horrors she's committed, the Lady decides she must submit herself to a thousand years of slumber, lest she damage the world more.

Orcus has been obsessed with the Lady since he was created by her, thought 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 the Lady wakes alone in Orcus's bed, she has no idea what to expect from Orcus. His touch is entirely too light for punishment, but he seems determined to own her, body and soul. Submitting herself to his control might have been the worst mistake she's ever made, because she risks losing the one thing she's never really had… her heart.

An Intimate Excerpt from the Diary of Our Lady, Including an Account of Her Captivity Under Orcus, God of Death is an enemies-to-lovers tale about the creation goddess who has regrets and the death god she allows to punish her for them.