Fallen Rites by Eve Newton

She was made small, but she was never made harmless.

For centuries, I ruled on blood and obedience.
When my pantheon dragged me from my throne, they called it justice.
I call it betrayal.
Now I’m trapped in the body of a twenty-one-year-old, low-level witch with magic this realm refuses to understand, and I’m SilverGate Academy’s newest anomaly case. At SilverGate, anomalies are studied, contained, or erased.
The Academy was built over old doors, and one of them leads home. I only need the right ritual to open it.
Unfortunately, my search has drawn the attention of three of SilverGate’s most dangerous monsters.

Hale: the hellhound who scents I’m not who everyone thinks I am.
Tobin: the witch prodigy who knows my spells aren’t failing because I’m powerless.
Leith: the reaper who looks at my soul and sees the goddess I used to be.

They offer to help me reclaim my realm for a price. They want secrets. Blood. Truth.
Maybe even me.
But I wasn’t made to be owned.
I was made to rule.
And I didn’t lose my throne because I was weak.
I lost it because it took an entire pantheon to make me kneel.
It won’t happen again.