Architect of Ruin

It all began with an "Oh, SHIT" moment. Era is a child agent, gone rogue. Desperate to outrun her past (and shirk responsibility) she ditches work, runs away to an Italian monastery to soak up the sun, sip on God's fine Blood and stay far away from trouble. When she's transferred to a dreary covenant in rural North Yorkshire, she begrudgingly accepts the days of mindless sweeping and even more mindless daydreaming as karmic justice. She didn't expect fate had more in store: It was supposed to be just another dull night of reflection. But what she found instead made her blood run cold. A floating body—dead, yet pulsing with dark energy—hung above the altar, surrounded by her fellow nuns, their faces twisted in devotion. They weren’t praying. This was a supernatural human sacrifice, and Era was next. There was no running, no hiding. She had already been caught. And in that instant, Era accepted her fate. But she wasn’t ready to go down without a fight. Years of combat training surged through her veins, and she lashed out. That was a fatal mistake. Now she's triggered an apocalypse, and plunged into a world she never asked for—a realm of magic, madness, and mayhem—where nothing is what it seems, and every breath she takes is a fight for survival. Worse, the apocalypse she unleashed is only one piece of a far larger game. A war rages between the Illuminati—a secretive, shadowy order that seeks to bend the world to its will—and H.V.N, a mysterious resistance agency powers beyond her comprehension- and she's caught in the middle. To stay alive, she must become a Blessed—someone marked by the gods, granted immense power in exchange for a divine contract. The only problem? She has to prove her worth first. Tangled in a web of tales, lies and betrayal, Era must navigate this world alone, stop the apocalypse, end the Illuminati and somehow stay alive. An action-packed fantasy thriller colliding with the criminal underworld, this novel is laced with chaos, wrapped in sarcasm and sprinkled with just the right amount of blasphemy.