Those Old Gods
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Those Old Gods: Short StoriesA Humorous Urban Fantasy of Gods, Death, and Divine BureaucracyThe gods didn't retire. They unionised.Welcome to the Company: a deeply British bureaucracy tasked with containing eldritch hazards, supervising divine egos, and filing incident reports on the apocalypse before lunch.Meet Juno Verdant. Seer-class, divine-adjacent, and one sarcastic comment away from a formal reprimand. She sees too much. She says too much. She absolutely will argue with Death about a sandwich.Across these darkly whimsical stories, you'll encounter: - a concept that should not exist (and is deeply smug about it)- a petty feud with Death that becomes departmental- a Company car that should not be trusted (do not whisper to the dashboard)- a "parenting day" with Nature herself (the flowers are spying; act natural)This is urban fantasy where cosmic horror meets office politics.Where gods require supervision.Where grief occasionally wears eyeliner.And where every disaster requires a form in triplicate. >Sharp, absurd, and unapologetically British, this collection is for readers who like their mythic chaos deadpan and their divine interventions professionally documented.If you've ever wondered what would happen if Good Omens had stricter HR policies - you're home.Reactions are not standardised.Contains: British wit, queer vibes, eldritch admin, found-family edges, a haunted vending machine, and one very tired HR (sorry - DR: Divine Resources).Coming soon: Those Old Gods - JUNO, where the chaos grows teeth, and the paperwork bites back. (Yes, I'll be narrating that one too. You're welcome, or I'm sorry. We'll find out together.) Preview of Chapter One Included.Content Notes: Mild language, peril/horror imagery, gallows humour, off-page intimacy mentions, queer themes, found-family dynamics, no graphic violence or explicit sex.
Those Old Gods: Short StoriesA Humorous Urban Fantasy of Gods, Death, and Divine BureaucracyThe gods didn't retire. They unionised.Welcome to the Company: a deeply British bureaucracy tasked with containing eldritch hazards, supervising divine egos, and filing incident reports on the apocalypse before lunch.Meet Juno Verdant. Seer-class, divine-adjacent, and one sarcastic comment away from a formal reprimand. She sees too much. She says too much. She absolutely will argue with Death about a sandwich.Across these darkly whimsical stories, you'll encounter: - a concept that should not exist (and is deeply smug about it)- a petty feud with Death that becomes departmental- a Company car that should not be trusted (do not whisper to the dashboard)- a "parenting day" with Nature herself (the flowers are spying; act natural)This is urban fantasy where cosmic horror meets office politics.Where gods require supervision.Where grief occasionally wears eyeliner.And where every disaster requires a form in triplicate. >Sharp, absurd, and unapologetically British, this collection is for readers who like their mythic chaos deadpan and their divine interventions professionally documented.If you've ever wondered what would happen if Good Omens had stricter HR policies - you're home.Reactions are not standardised.Contains: British wit, queer vibes, eldritch admin, found-family edges, a haunted vending machine, and one very tired HR (sorry - DR: Divine Resources).Coming soon: Those Old Gods - JUNO, where the chaos grows teeth, and the paperwork bites back. (Yes, I'll be narrating that one too. You're welcome, or I'm sorry. We'll find out together.) Preview of Chapter One Included.Content Notes: Mild language, peril/horror imagery, gallows humour, off-page intimacy mentions, queer themes, found-family dynamics, no graphic violence or explicit sex.
AmazonPages: 191, Paperback, Independently published
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