She broke a god. Now she has to put him back together.

Lysa has spent eleven years tending the loom of fates - the vast, humming tapestry that sustains every mortal life. She is precise, careful, and has never once pulled the wrong thread.

Until she does.

The thread she cuts belongs to Mors, the God of Death. Ancient, cold, and already fraying at the edges by the time she arrives in his realm to repair what she has broken, he is not what the stories say. He is quieter than that. More careful. He tends the dead with a patience that looks, from the right angle, like grief - and he has been doing it alone for longer than language has existed.

To mend him, Lysa must descend through all six layers of the Underworld: the Shore of Echoes where the dead accumulate, the Vale of Prolonged Grief, the Archive of What Was, the Garden of Release, the Passage Halls, and finally the Core - the irreducible center of a god's essential nature, where no one has ever been allowed to look.

Each layer costs her something. A memory. A grief. A learning. A love.

Each layer brings her closer to the man underneath the function.

Threads of the Fate-Weaver is a slow burn quest romance about the specific kind of courage it takes to mend something that has decided it is not worth mending, the costs of doing work that matters, and what happens when a mortal woman walks into the realm of death with a needle and refuses every exit she is offered.

For readers of: Emily A. Duncan, Shelby Mahurin, and Piper CJ. If you love atmospheric underworld settings, a heroine who solves problems with competence rather than chosen-one destiny, a soft and ancient hero who has never been told he deserves care, and a romance that builds stitch by patient stitch - this book is for you.