Freya is over Odin’s shenanigans. After finding yet another blond in her bedchambers, she makes a choice that shakes the foundation of her entire pantheon. Literally. ‘Cuz she blows up the palace. When she holds a meeting in the town square and offers safe haven to Asgardians who wish to defect, Freya creates a retirement community in the countryside of Virginia and becomes the owner of a old and dusty pub. Away from the annoying antics of her husband, Freya is content for the first time she can remember. Of course, this is when disaster strikes. Happy serving drinks to the townsfolk, Freya is completely unprepared for the first true crime to hit her people in centuries. Something magical and unwelcome has sought haven in her new town and is preying on her people. Loki thinks it’s Ragnarok. Odin thinks it’s karma. Freya just thinks it’s a crock. But she’s the only one who’s up to the challenge of finding the threat and eliminating it before her new settlement is over before it’s truly begun. For fans of The Goddess Chronicles and those who love paranormal shenanigans, welcome to a new world full of frothy beer, bad puns, and laugh out loud mystery antics!

Welcome to the world of Freya and the Asgardians, a new, fun paranormal series with laugh out loud hijinks and magical shenanigans! Freya is finally in a good mood again. After tackling the threat to her town and repairing the damages done to her bar, she’s relaxing into her retirement. Isn’t that always when the universe responds appropriately? Hel, goddess of the underworld and a chick who has serious daddy issues, arrives in Freya’s town. At first, she isn’t worried. A retirement community for the Asgardians is a novelty to everyone so curiosity is warranted. She figures the interest will soon die down. But when Loki comes up missing, Freya realizes Hel isn’t there for some downtime. She’s there for revenge.

Freya has friends, a home, and a strong marriage. So why is she so afraid she’s about to lose it all? Things seem normal at first, but when Loki starts acting … not like Loki, Freya smells something rotten in Virginia. With Morrigan tied up with her long-lost love, perhaps literally, and Gravelbeard enjoying some much needed time off, Freya is on her own trying to figure out why Loki has lost his edge and become a doting, romantic fool. But when Thor crashes into her town injured and afraid claiming sanctuary, Freya is more than a little nervous her carefully crafted world is about to come crumbling down around her. She doesn’t believe in coincidences and the gods have never been afraid to play dangerous games to meet their ultimate goal of taking her down. Freya might be trying to embrace her kinder, gentler side, but there’s a reason she’s the Goddess of Love and War. It’s time to show the Asgardians exactly what she’s made of. No matter who she has to take out in the process.

The pot hath been stirred. The goose of the gods hath been cooked. No one, and I mean no one, kidnaps the goddess of war’s hubby and gets away with it. Loki is trapped in a cage with a bird as both his captor and his only companion. Freya finds seven cats on her doorsteps and wonders if this is just how her life is now. Morrigan finds a severed finger in her kitchen. She still has ten, so whose is it? All these things do not a puzzle make, but once all the threads start weaving together, Freya and her friends will realize there is more danger on the horizon for them than some harmless grudge of the gods. There isn’t enough beer in Asgard to get them through this, but they’re going to drink their way through it anyway.