StarlitScrolls

DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE 

#summoning #reawakening #transmigration #system #greek mythology

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This book is a bit slow paced, but it all adds up at the end‼️

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After Aurelia accidentally summons Hades, she is thrown into a world she never believed existed.

The Underworld? Mount Olympus? The other Greek gods? Absolute madness… until she finds herself standing right in the middle of it all.

Thrown into the depths of prophecy and challenges, Aurelia is forced to navigate a world of ruthless gods, ancient grudges, and deadly betrayals. And at the center of it all stands Hades, the enigmatic and dangerous ruler of the Underworld. He’s cold, calculating, and everything she should fear, yet she finds herself drawn to him in ways she can’t explain.

As if being dragged into a mystical world wasn’t enough, she soon realizes the impossible she is no mere mortal. She is the daughter of two very powerful entities, a lineage powerful enough to shake the very foundations of Olympus.

Oh, and did I mention she shapeshifted into something else? Because, yeah, that too.

With Olympus on the brink of war, the Underworld demanding answers, and secrets unraveling faster than she can keep up, Aurelia must master her newfound abilities before the gods decide she’s more of a threat than an ally. Because in a realm where power is everything, one wrong move could cost her life.

Accidentally Summoning the God of the Underworld

Aurelia stirred as the first hints of morning light filtered through the heavy drapes of her chambers. The warmth against her back, the solid weight of an arm draped lazily over her waist, reminded her she wasn't alone.

Her breath hitched as she turned slightly, just enough to catch a glimpse of him. He was still half-asleep, his features relaxed in a way she rarely saw. The god of the underworld, feared by so many, looked almost peaceful like this…. his dark lashes resting against his sharp cheekbones, his hair tousled from sleep.

She had spent the night tangled in his arms, in his sheets, surrendering to the pull between them.

Before she could slip out of bed, Hades stirred, his grip on her tightening. "Where do you think you're going?" his voice was rough with sleep.

"I—" she faltered, her lips parting as his fingers traced lazy circles over her bare hip.

Let them