"It's time for a new dynasty." She knows nothing but the taste of vengeance that flows through her veins, an ancient desire that seems to consume her. She is what remains of an age-old rivalry, her molten eyes and silver hair a forewarning to the gods of Olympus that chaos has come to them. When Kronos was spread to the wind, he used the last of his power to create the perfect heir, and she is the result of his efforts. She has come to claim the throne that is hers, to tear the gods from their pedestals of righteousness and false piety. Everything she needs is trapped within her, simply waiting to be unlocked. She has only one enemy standing between her and her sole purpose: the night itself. She has one goal written in her bones: destroy the gods and restore her place on the throne of Olympus. But what happens when she quite literally falls into the arms of one of those she is meant to destroy? Will he sway her from her purpose, or will he join her in claiming his place beside her?