Jotunheims Queen - Lucinda Greyhaven

When I was a child, I had an imaginary friend called Luke. He taught me magic and kept me safe from the dark things.

When I was 16, my mother sent me to a hospital to convince me that Luke was not real.

Ten years later 'Luke' came back for me. Dragging me to Jotunheim where he could protect me. His name was not Luke at all. It was Loki King of Jotunheim, Once Blood Brother to Odin the All-Father, Lord of Chaos, World Walker, Lie Smith, Silver Tongue, God of Mischief, or as I called him when I was little: God of Being Naughty. I was seven at the time.

He plans to make me his Queen.

I just want to go home.