Gods of Myth

Hades: The story the world knows today is only a fraction of our truth. I took her, yes. I schemed and deceived to keep her. I loved her wholly and completely. She loved me. Lore tells the tale of an eternity of love, and it's not wrong. Betrayed in the worst way, my wife was stolen from me. The Underworld suffers in her absence. I suffer. Now she is back. Just in time for an Olympian war. The clock is ticking. Her human body makes her vulnerable to vengeful Gods. I must find a way to possess her heart so that I may protect her eternal soul. But the more time I spend with her, the more I come to think there is a darker truth to the story of our past. More to the story of her end. For there are some secrets that are worth killing for. Persephone: Since as far back as I can remember, I've heard a voice in my mind. A man's voice. The doctors threatened a personality disorder while my parents eyed me with horror. I learned to hide the voice, to fit in. For years, I've kept the secret of the man who screams my name from everyone in my life. With a name like Persephone, it's no surprise I'm attracted to Greek lore, or to a career in unearthing the secrets of an ancient past. It's because of this attraction that I'm on my way to Greece now. Or am I chasing a voice only I can hear across the globe? Contains mature themes.

Persephone: A love of ancient Greek lore, and a passion for archaeology brought me to Greece. I should have known better than to work for Hades Pluton. He is magnetic, and dark, and dangerous. He is a painter of torment, and his touch promises the most delicious sin. He is everything my mother warned me about men. And yet my heart is a prisoner to his. Ancient lore brought me here, but my love for him threatens to keep me. If I could trust my slipping mind, I might not fight it so hard-this love. But my mind is slipping. It's been fragile since I was a child, but now that I'm seeing things, visions, dreams-none of it is real. I can't help but question the reality of us, too. He doesn't deserve someone like me. Someone who sees things that aren't there . . . So, I'll leave him. Eventually. But I'll love him first. Hades: I am trying to do it right this time. Her and I. The story of Hades and Persephone. I vowed I would not steal her. Would not plunder her body, her heart, her mind. Vowed I would not force her loyalty. I will earn her love. I will worship the body she gifts me, and protect the soul she offers me to keep. I am trying to maintain patience, to honor my vows-but there are darker forces at play. The story of love is rarely told without tragedy. And this is ours. For the war has already begun. Contains mature themes.