TS

He was the God of Mischief. You were the girl who could command the stars. Somewhere between arguments, stolen kisses, and a love neither of you expected, you became his entire universe. Now, at twenty-three, you're dying from an illness no one knows how to cure, and Loki Laufeyson is slowly losing his mind trying to save you. Your wedding dress remains unchosen. Your vows remain unwritten. Your venue remains untouched. He promised you forever. But what happens when forever starts running out? And what if the stars go dark before you ever get to say I do?