I used to know everything.
As the only living oracle, I’ve spent my life predicting the future—for gods, for mortals, even for myself. There’s just one problem: in all the futures I’ve ever seen, I never find love. As if being a woman in this world wasn’t hard enough!
Then one day, everything changes.
Now my visions are gone, fate is breaking, and the gods are panicking. Their solution? Assign me three ridiculously attractive supernatural babysitters to “monitor” me.
A protective Minotaur prince who sleeps at the foot of my bed
A chaotic, flirty god who won’t stay out of my head (literally)
A quiet, dangerous wraith who watches me like I’m already his
I don’t need handlers, and I definitely don’t want them. No matter how tempting they may be.
As chaos spreads and the threads of fate begin to snap, I’m now forced to navigate a world I can no longer predict, and try to uncover who, or what, severed my connection to destiny, before the entirety of existence implodes.
But for the first time in my life, the future is unknown. Maybe this will all work out—or maybe there will only be trouble. And if trouble awaits, at least I might have a little of my own with the three very single, and available bodyguards that watch me with more than just duty in their eyes.
