Not My Apocalypse doesn’t stick to one pantheon:
“We did not give you Excalibur. Excalibur gave herself to you,” the Morrigan said.
“I should have bought her dinner first,” I muttered to myself. Odin’s son still heard me and he laughed even harder. To the Morrigan I said, “So then I shouldn’t thank you for giving me a weapon that can fight off Fenrir, huh?”
She gave me a crooked, crafty smile.
If you want to see a longer excerpt, I have one up on the NaNoWriMo site: Not My Apocalypse excerpt
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