The merciless God of War. The covenless witch. And a meddlesome thing called Fate. It is a misunderstanding, a matter of mistaken identity, that decides her fate. Though she’s committed no crime, Trista has been condemned by the gods to die in their Arena, entertainment in the form of slaughter. No longer the bloodthirsty god of his youth, Ares rarely attends the Blood Gauntlet. But when his father summons him, he’s resigned himself to a spectacle he takes no pleasure in. However, the presence of an untrained witch among the prisoners provides a rare opportunity—the chance to irritate Zeus. Saved by a god. Championing for a witch. Nothing will ever come from either offense because they’ll never see each other again. None have forgotten the blood-soaked history between the witches and the gods, least of all Zeus. When whispers of curious happenings in Witch Country reach the God King’s ear, he sends his greatest weapon. A threat to Olympus is a threat to Zeus after all, and there’s only one god he sends to crush such an opposition. The world is not so small, nor the Fates so mischievous, as to force their paths to cross again. But a life debt owed can’t go unpaid… can it? The Coven of Ruin is a slow burn romantic fantasy—we are playing the long game. As a planned trilogy with several companion novel/novellas, the other books will contain far more spice, so to speak, as the characters continue their journeys.