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Her Realm of Night : Sparks fly between former immortal lovers in this urban fantasy Greek Mythology retelling
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Expected 24 Feb 26“They were in the realm of the dead… the rules of the mortal world didn’t apply here.”
Centuries after the fall of the gods, Robin, Goddess of Night and the Hunt, lives trapped between two attending mortal university by day and slaughtering criminals by night.
It’s an uneasy balance, but when her ex shows up out of nowhere, she knows things are only going to get worse. After all, the reappearance of the God of Death is never a good sign.
With reapers being taken, ancient power stirring, and chaos warping the Underworld, everything Robin holds dear is threatened. What will she sacrifice to restore balance? And who can she trust in a world of monsters, magic and unending suffering?
Centuries after the fall of the gods, Robin, Goddess of Night and the Hunt, lives trapped between two attending mortal university by day and slaughtering criminals by night.
It’s an uneasy balance, but when her ex shows up out of nowhere, she knows things are only going to get worse. After all, the reappearance of the God of Death is never a good sign.
With reapers being taken, ancient power stirring, and chaos warping the Underworld, everything Robin holds dear is threatened. What will she sacrifice to restore balance? And who can she trust in a world of monsters, magic and unending suffering?
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Expected publication February 24, 2026
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November 29, 2025
You may have read tales about Hades and Persephone, but are you ready for the slow-burn romance between the Lord of the Dead and the Lady of the Night?
Slater delivers a thrilling new version of a Greek mythology inspired fantasy with a modern, urban twist. Following, Artemis (Robin), the Goddess of the Hunt, Her Realm of Night is an drama-filled novel in a primarily underworld setting.
When the very mortal world is at stake, can a centuries old Goddess put aside her differences with the God of Death to come to its rescue?
Slater has poured her soul into this novel, and it reflects in the emotional depth of its characters, and a plot that has you on the edge of your seat.
"Just remember to be careful, and that while love can hurt, it hasn't destroyed you yet."
I became emotionally attached to all of the characters, literally screaming at my book when any drama befell them! And trust me - there was excitement to be had at every chapter!
And that ending! Let me tell you, I stared at the book for a while before I was ready to close it! I will be eagerly awaiting Slater's next installment, desperate for more action, slow-burn romance, and twists that have me tearing at my hair and kicking my feet in glee, in equal measure.
What a stunning debut, from a voice that is sure to enchant a multitude of readers, from those loving Greek mythology, to epic fantasy enthusiasts.
Slater delivers a thrilling new version of a Greek mythology inspired fantasy with a modern, urban twist. Following, Artemis (Robin), the Goddess of the Hunt, Her Realm of Night is an drama-filled novel in a primarily underworld setting.
When the very mortal world is at stake, can a centuries old Goddess put aside her differences with the God of Death to come to its rescue?
Slater has poured her soul into this novel, and it reflects in the emotional depth of its characters, and a plot that has you on the edge of your seat.
"Just remember to be careful, and that while love can hurt, it hasn't destroyed you yet."
I became emotionally attached to all of the characters, literally screaming at my book when any drama befell them! And trust me - there was excitement to be had at every chapter!
And that ending! Let me tell you, I stared at the book for a while before I was ready to close it! I will be eagerly awaiting Slater's next installment, desperate for more action, slow-burn romance, and twists that have me tearing at my hair and kicking my feet in glee, in equal measure.
What a stunning debut, from a voice that is sure to enchant a multitude of readers, from those loving Greek mythology, to epic fantasy enthusiasts.
December 29, 2025
To my mind, there are perhaps four major pillars of fantasy fiction that need to be upheld to convince me a writer in the genre knows their enchanted onions: the party; the world-building; the systems of magic; and, of course, the journey. The adventure. The moment-to-moment handling of frying pans and fires. With that being said, I feel like I can then say with confidence that not only is Charlotte Slater a fantasy writer who knows her field, but also one with a voice that managed to keep me on the hook with her Goddess of the Hunt Robin and her (im)mortal pals for a few hundred pages and, with any luck, several hundred more to come.
There are of course caveats to my praise: there are passages in the second of the novel’s three parts that lapse a little (albeit understandably) into exposition dump territory; the third act serves up a propulsive, breathless climax with a punchy cliffhanger while delivering a twist or two that blindside in ways that Her Realm’s next chapter is going to need to dig deeper into; and, in my humble opinion, there are sources of tension between Robin, Oli, Kōjin, and the novel’s other main players that I sometimes wished we could sit in for a little longer than we ultimately get to. On that last point however, I do concede that I’m a sucker for angst and innately suspicious of expeditious healing/closure in speculative fiction — but that’s probably more an issue for my therapist than Slater in truth.
Still, those are quibbles and personal preferences that don’t in any major way impede on what is still a frequently remarkably assured debut novel. The research that’s evidently gone into the myths and legends Slater draws on in her book is massively commendable, and at its best, her urban fantasy world building and contemporarily recalibrated characterisation reminded me of what it felt like to first pick up Rick Riordan’s The Lightning Thief and lose myself in Percy Jackson’s world of gods, monsters, and deeply relatable growing pains. (Though there is a smidge more coarse language and alcohol consumption here than in Riordan’s more early high school friendly fantasy fare, admittedly.) I also appreciated the establishing of both the book’s Mancunian modern-day setting (shout-out Northern Quarter) in its opening throes and then, again, the twists on known Underworld folklore and mythos that we get as we journey deeper into Kōjin’s realm and farther from the book’s low-stakes, more grounded early chapters.
More than anything though, the thing that encourages me most about Her Realm Of Night — and that dispels any niggles with first-book tropes/trappings (or the odd editorial typo/faux pas) that occasionally crop up — is that I find myself not only caring about the fates of the characters who populate this world, but imagining them and the things about them that we don’t learn here when I’m daydreaming or my mind’s drifting away from work. I find myself contemplating the consequences of the fall, imagining the things Robin and Kōjin and Cleo and Sebastian and all of these almost eternal seeming beings have seen, and wanting to spend more time in their company, unpacking their psychological and emotional baggage on the one hand and seeing them at the peak of their powers on the other. I also, as someone who ascribes more to the Jordan school of thought than Tolkien’s when it comes to magic systems, like the framework that’s been established here for channelling and harnessing supernatural powers, and hope that Slater’s power-scaling and the science of her brand of magic in these books is explored in greater detail in sequels (perhaps a Sanderson style guide to the magic system and its mechanics could be something to explore in Book 2?)
Anyway, rambling. Let’s get back on track. By the end of Book 1 of the Her Realm Saga (if that’s what it comes to be called), a fuse has well and truly been lit. And if its cliffhanger finale is any indicator of what’s to come (the last 10-15 pages are handily the best and most provocative in the entire novel), then some serious explosions are ahead. Suffice it to say, I will very much look forward to seeing those sparks fly.
There are of course caveats to my praise: there are passages in the second of the novel’s three parts that lapse a little (albeit understandably) into exposition dump territory; the third act serves up a propulsive, breathless climax with a punchy cliffhanger while delivering a twist or two that blindside in ways that Her Realm’s next chapter is going to need to dig deeper into; and, in my humble opinion, there are sources of tension between Robin, Oli, Kōjin, and the novel’s other main players that I sometimes wished we could sit in for a little longer than we ultimately get to. On that last point however, I do concede that I’m a sucker for angst and innately suspicious of expeditious healing/closure in speculative fiction — but that’s probably more an issue for my therapist than Slater in truth.
Still, those are quibbles and personal preferences that don’t in any major way impede on what is still a frequently remarkably assured debut novel. The research that’s evidently gone into the myths and legends Slater draws on in her book is massively commendable, and at its best, her urban fantasy world building and contemporarily recalibrated characterisation reminded me of what it felt like to first pick up Rick Riordan’s The Lightning Thief and lose myself in Percy Jackson’s world of gods, monsters, and deeply relatable growing pains. (Though there is a smidge more coarse language and alcohol consumption here than in Riordan’s more early high school friendly fantasy fare, admittedly.) I also appreciated the establishing of both the book’s Mancunian modern-day setting (shout-out Northern Quarter) in its opening throes and then, again, the twists on known Underworld folklore and mythos that we get as we journey deeper into Kōjin’s realm and farther from the book’s low-stakes, more grounded early chapters.
More than anything though, the thing that encourages me most about Her Realm Of Night — and that dispels any niggles with first-book tropes/trappings (or the odd editorial typo/faux pas) that occasionally crop up — is that I find myself not only caring about the fates of the characters who populate this world, but imagining them and the things about them that we don’t learn here when I’m daydreaming or my mind’s drifting away from work. I find myself contemplating the consequences of the fall, imagining the things Robin and Kōjin and Cleo and Sebastian and all of these almost eternal seeming beings have seen, and wanting to spend more time in their company, unpacking their psychological and emotional baggage on the one hand and seeing them at the peak of their powers on the other. I also, as someone who ascribes more to the Jordan school of thought than Tolkien’s when it comes to magic systems, like the framework that’s been established here for channelling and harnessing supernatural powers, and hope that Slater’s power-scaling and the science of her brand of magic in these books is explored in greater detail in sequels (perhaps a Sanderson style guide to the magic system and its mechanics could be something to explore in Book 2?)
Anyway, rambling. Let’s get back on track. By the end of Book 1 of the Her Realm Saga (if that’s what it comes to be called), a fuse has well and truly been lit. And if its cliffhanger finale is any indicator of what’s to come (the last 10-15 pages are handily the best and most provocative in the entire novel), then some serious explosions are ahead. Suffice it to say, I will very much look forward to seeing those sparks fly.
Review of advance copy received from Netgalley
A fallen goddess and the audacity of fate knocking after centuries of silence!
Robin—the goddess formerly known as Artemis/Diana—has been off the pantheon for a long time. These days she blends into university life, does some low-level nightly hunting to keep sane and nurses the kind of heartbreak that only immortality can really stretch out. Being ditched by the love of her life without explanation will do that to you, even if you’re a goddess.
Naturally, now he’s back. Not to apologize properly, mind you, but because he needs her help. Robin would happily decline—if the fate of humankind weren’t inconveniently at stake. Old habits die hard, and she is still the goddess of the hunt.
What follows is a dangerous quest into the underworld that doesn’t pull its punches, even where gods are concerned. The atmosphere is grim, the stakes escalate nicely, and while answers are offered (yes, he left to “protect her”—of course) and every god wants to take the blame, the real problem slips past unnoticed.
This is a solid, well-executed paranormal mythological retelling with a likable FMC, an engaging setup, and enough world-building to keep things moving without drowning in lore. I’m definitely curious to see what’s next for Robin and Kojin —and for Oli and Sebastian, who have now upgraded (or downgraded) to resident ghosts. Cliffhanger achieved; sequel urgently required.
Rating: 4 stars
I really liked the concept, the tone and the direction of the story—and yes, I will absolutely read the sequel.
MMC scent: none noted (and that, too, is duly recorded).
Robin—the goddess formerly known as Artemis/Diana—has been off the pantheon for a long time. These days she blends into university life, does some low-level nightly hunting to keep sane and nurses the kind of heartbreak that only immortality can really stretch out. Being ditched by the love of her life without explanation will do that to you, even if you’re a goddess.
Naturally, now he’s back. Not to apologize properly, mind you, but because he needs her help. Robin would happily decline—if the fate of humankind weren’t inconveniently at stake. Old habits die hard, and she is still the goddess of the hunt.
What follows is a dangerous quest into the underworld that doesn’t pull its punches, even where gods are concerned. The atmosphere is grim, the stakes escalate nicely, and while answers are offered (yes, he left to “protect her”—of course) and every god wants to take the blame, the real problem slips past unnoticed.
This is a solid, well-executed paranormal mythological retelling with a likable FMC, an engaging setup, and enough world-building to keep things moving without drowning in lore. I’m definitely curious to see what’s next for Robin and Kojin —and for Oli and Sebastian, who have now upgraded (or downgraded) to resident ghosts. Cliffhanger achieved; sequel urgently required.
Rating: 4 stars
I really liked the concept, the tone and the direction of the story—and yes, I will absolutely read the sequel.
MMC scent: none noted (and that, too, is duly recorded).
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