By A. Lee Martinez
Teri and Phil had by no means wanted their very own own god. but if Phil is handed up for a advertising - back - it's time to take issues into their very own palms. And glance online.
Choosing a god isn't so simple as you will imagine. There are too many selections; and so they usually have very hefty costs for his or her everlasting devotion: blood, cash, sacrifices, and vows of chastity. yet then they locate Luka, raccoon god of prosperity. All he wishes is a small lower in their sturdy fortune.
Oh - and to crash on their sofa for a number of days.
DIVINE MISFORTUNE is a narrative of gods and mortals - in worship, in love, and at events.
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