Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
"Nope."
"It was because of your ex," he said finally. "The first time we met, you were already a ghost, and you hadn't any chance to get back together with him."
"But—-"
"When the Moirai laid out the rules of your challenge, it was almost as if they, too, wanted to see if you would still choose me, given the chance to be reunited—-"
"Oh, Hadrian." I just had to tiptoe and hug him as tightly as I could after that. "I know I'm not as smart as you," I whispered, my voice muffled against his neck, "but give me some credit." His arms went around me as I leaned back to gaze up at him chidingly. "I'm not that big of an idiot."
"You did fall for him once," he remarked.
I glowered. "Low blow!"
But Hadrian's lips only twitched in response.
"Can this please be the last time you'll let Jason become an issue between us?"
Hadrian grunted.
"I'll take that as a yes," I decided.
We resumed walking, and I found myself thinking about how the challenge seemed to have been designed to kill two birds with one stone.
Mm.
Come to think of it...
Hadrian raised a brow when I pulled on his sleeve again and made him stop walking.
"Don't you think it's incredible," I couldn't help marveling, "how the challenge also solved my problem about being afraid of other ghosts? I mean, who would've thought meeting the right first ghost would make such a huge difference? It's almost like a miracle—-"
"Or a deus ex machina," Hadrian said under his breath.
There was that term again.
Note to self: Google that 'effin term, dammit.
But for now...
I ran my fingers over Hadrian's forehead to smooth away his frown. "Don't tell me you're worried about the lawsuit?"
"Persephone is never to be trusted," Hadrian said curtly.
"And yet...you did fall for her once." I just couldn't resist saying it, and Hadrian's grimace had me laughing.
Hadrian seemed about to say something when lightning suddenly flashed over us, and thunder rumbled not once, not twice, but thrice.
"We should go." Hadrian's tone was abrupt, and I found myself half-running just to keep pace with his brisk, long-legged stride.
"This isn't the way back," I began.
"We're not going back to our apartment."
"Then—-"
Another thunderous boom cut him off, and I started in surprise. That sounded nasty, and as I glanced up at the skies, I heard Hadrian say, "Zeus is not acting himself."
That didn't sound good.
"We should go," Hadrian repeated, and this time his voice was harder, tension underlining each word. "We need to protect the Underworld from Zeus."
The End of Book Two
Hell Becomes Her
Book Three
Let's Play Catch-Up
Prologue
IT'S AN UNSPOKEN RULE in life that only rockstars and women with PMS (or menopause) are entitled to have mood swings. Unfortunately, an Olympian god named Zeus hasn't gotten the memo on this, and now the whole of New England's paying the price.
Think multiple flash floods, towns and cities losing power, and if social media was to be believed, there are even reports of record-high waves roaring close to our shores, seemingly on the brink of transforming into a tsunami that could swallow the entire coast.
And all of this...in just minutes since Zeus lost his marbles.
Crazy, right? Figuratively and literally.
But...I'm getting ahead of myself.
If it's your first time to check in, then a short introduction's in order. My name is Saoirse Sullivan. A brain aneurysm killed me when I was thirty-eight, and I went on to haunt my old apartment building...until a certain man caught my eye. He was tall, dark, and handsome. Wore a black hoodie and jeans. And instead of taking the elevator, he actually went for the stairwell.
Imagine that.
What's the point of living in the 21st century if you're not going to let technology spoil you? We're supposed to be lazier now - not healthier - and the fact that Tall, Dark, and Handsome didn't seem to realize this had me curious.
So curious that I ended up stalking following him, and well...say hello to the new me: a ghost with the ability to take human form because I also happen to be the LOTUS.
AKA...Lady of the Underworld (we'll talk about the S part later).
And that's possible because the tall, dark, and handsome guy I was telling you about earlier?
He's my boyfriend now, and you probably know him better as Hades.
Today is supposed to be the beginning of our happy-ever-after...except Zeus - yes, that Zeus - started acting a little cuckoo up in the clouds, and now that we've effectively caught up with the present...
Chapter One
The sight of bookstores normally made me yawn (or hide), but the one coming up the road was special. It was actually a magical portal to Hell the Underworld, and while going to a place full of dead people might not be anyone's idea of fun...
Now, it just sounded heavenly (pun intended), since the Underworld was also the only place that Zeus' thunderbolts wouldn't be able to reach.