March 18, 2014
Before he knew the Oracle...
Before he knew the Quad...
Before the Great Unknown threatened his world...
He was a hero, cursed forever.
Shunned by a family that doesn't understand him, demigod Lenka Tahile aka "Swindle" is a complete loner and he likes it that way. Then he meets the hero, Ace Remedy, the brother of an infamous demigod Prince, and his life goes from bad to worse. Ace is loud, rude, and disruptive to his peaceful existence in every way. He's also hilarious and daring, and Swindle ends up finding a friend just when he thought he'd never have another.
But little does he know, becoming friends with Ace was all part of the Fates' plan. Now his past is slowly coming back to haunt him and there's nothing he can do to stop it. Nothing but try not to bring to light the lost love, the failed hopes, and the cursed existence that he would kill to keep in the dark.
philosopher (n): tutor
Homer (n): the library in Olympus
The Academy (n): Plato's Academy, a school in Olympus
“Crazy thing abou’ tha’ philosopher, yeah?” a voice said from across the table.
I looked up and my eyes fell on a boy who sat down without an invitation. But he didn’t look like a demigod who waited for invitations. He did what he wanted and dared you to challenge him.
He looked to be around my age, about as brawny as I was lean. I was a little taller, but not by much. His olive-toned skin didn’t match the Irish accent I’d picked up on. I’d met quite a few Irish heroes in my life, but they’d all been a bit pale in color. I could tell his hair was black even though it was cut extremely low and his eyes were a fierce blue and a tattoo of a sun was inked around the right one.
Maybe if I hadn’t been so annoyed by his presence, I might have realized who he was even though I’d never met him in person before. But as it was, the only thing I could really concentrate on was the fact that he was eating from an open bag of chips in the Homer and getting crumbs everywhere. I bristled at the disrespect of my most sacred domicile.
“Yes,” I replied, practically glaring at him as he pulled one of my books toward him to check out the cover. “A lot of crazy things have been happening lately.” I rolled up my copy of the Olympus Orator and tucked it away into my pack. I had a bad feeling about Aleesa’s disappearance, but I wasn’t about to share that with him. I reached out and wiped the oil residue his fingers had left on my book as I moved it away from him.
He barely seemed to register my irritation. “Let me guess, your name is Curly.” He gestured at my hair.
I knew it was a joke, but it still annoyed me. “My name is Lenka Tahile, but my celestial name is Swindle.”
The boy smirked. “Hermes’ kid?”
“Nice.” He stuck out his hand. “Name’s Ace. Ace Remedy.”
I reluctantly shook it. “Remedy?”
“Yeah. I’m a son of Apollo.”
Ah, a healer. “Well, son of Apollo, just so you know, you’re not allowed to eat in here.”
Ace snorted. “Yeah, like I care.” He stuffed more chips into his mouth.
I stared over at him. “You’re Irish.”
“Is it obvious?” he replied jokingly, after swallowing. “Where is tha’ accent of yours from?”
“Nice. You go to the Academy?”
“Not anymore,” I replied. “I’ll be eighteen soon and will be attending the University.”
“Oh yeah? Who’s your philosopher gonna be?”
I shrugged. “Probably no one.”
“No? Why is tha’?”
I chuckled. “Because I’m smarter than all of them.”
Ace laughed way too loudly to be in a library, but I didn’t tell him to shut up like I probably should have. “Yeah, my philosopher’s as thick as a plank, too.”
“Who’s your tutor?”
I nearly punched him. He wouldn’t have seen it coming. “Ernest Dudley is a brilliant man.”
Ace realized he had insulted me and bowed his head in apology. “He’s a friend of yours.”
I nodded once. “Yes.”
“Then I’m sorry for wha’ I said.”
I waited a long, irritated moment before I accepted. “It’s fine. But I don’t see how you could possibly think that Ernest is in any way a dunce.”
Ace chuckled. “Maybe because he breaks everythin’ he comes in contact with. We spend more time cleanin’ up his messes than concentratin’ on my studies.”
I had to smile at that. “He is quite the klutz, isn’t he?”
“Klutz is not a strong enough word. He’s more like the ‘ultimate destroyer of all things valuable’.”
We both laughed and I knew we would be friends from that point on.
Born into one of the wealthiest families in Ireland, Siobhan Law has status, privilege, and a secret: The Greek gods of Olympus and their kingdom in the clouds are real, and her family acts as one of their agents on Earth.
When the beautiful immortal celeste Liam Argyros shows up claiming to have come to Earth to deal in the affairs of the divine, Siobhan finds herself unable to resist his charms. New to the game of passion and seduction, she quickly ends up in over her head, sinking deeper with every attempt Liam makes to win her over.
“Tell me a story,” I said.
Liam grinned wickedly. “A dirty one?”
I rolled my eyes. “Jus' a story. Abou' Myth. Somethin' I wouldn' learn even if I read all of the books in the universe.”
“Hmmm...” Liam appeared to really think about it. Then he smiled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I sleep naked.”
I couldn't help but laugh. “I said tell me somethin' abou' Myth, not you.”
“Same thing, isn't it?”
I stared at him.
“Okay, okay. Let's see.” He thought some more. “Ah, did you know that in the sacred throne room of the gods, there's a statue for each deity and surrounding the effigies is a ring of fire infused with the essence of that particular god?”
My brows lifted with interest. “Really?” He nodded. “Wha's so special abou' the fire?”
Liam leaned over and kissed my left temple. “Story's over.”
I smacked at his chest. “Tha' wasn' a story at all!”
“Sure it was. It was just a short one.”
“Och, you're such a tease!” I leaned back and crossed my arms.
“Glad you know how it feels then.” Liam winked at me.
“I'm not a tease,” I replied.
“No? You wear that snug little sweater and skirt, revealing all your dainty little curves, and you dare to claim that you're not a tease?”
He snorted. “The hard cock I keep for you disagrees.”
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