Explosive Offense
“We haven’t been able to get a view inside the facilities as of yet; we’ve been focused on containment. Is there anyone who would have an immediate motive to attack a hard target like this?”
Zeus
Public Relations, Part IX – Negotiations
She wondered where she was. Who was that guy leaning out of the window? Why did her hip burn? Why was there a bird in her hair? Where was her coffee?
Din and Las
Would my mother wait impatiently on the doorstep, hoping to make amends for past wrongs? Would my father be there? My siblings?
Calling Me Home
There was the sound of roaring in my ears, and I rubbed the heel of my palm over my heart. Something terrible has happened. Something relating to love.
The Spoils of War
“Well, there is also information there regarding bank accounts, and we’re talking serious money. I’ve already had the money transferred into the OA accounts for you. Spoils of war, you know.”
Nike’s Diary #5 – The Voices
Are the old family feuds going to start up again? I hope not. I will always side with Dad, no matter what. I have to.
Erato’s Misadventures – A Goddess’ Desire
Heat flowed throughout my body, starting from my center and radiating through every cell. I felt desperate and anxious and kept feeling the whisper of his lips against mine.
Erato’s Misadventures – Hera’s Frustration
Never one to back down from a power play, he shot a lightning bolt directly at my face, waiting until the very last breath to divert it so that it slides like butter into the wall next to my cheek.
Erato’s Misadventures – After Hours
I dropped my robe to the floor, grabbed the lightning bolt tie I demanded that he wear, and pulled him to our oversized mahogany bed.
Points in Transition
“Your excellence,” replied the box, “Denmark doesn’t take him seriously, and neither should we. The land grants we have secured by the Danish government are still valid.” The disembodied voice was calm, measured, and in stark contrast to the God of Storms.
Public Relations, Part VIII – The Briefing
“Alright. That’s enough!” he bellowed, causing the windows to rattle. “Here’s what’s going to happen. Everyone is getting a job so that we can better connect and integrate with mortals. And that, my dear, includes you.” “No.”
Public Relations, Part VII – Fired Up
“This is all sport to you. Fun and games. Well, Mr. Perfect, we are all familiar with some of your less than stellar moves. I mean, who tosses their own son off a mountain just because he needs corrective shoes? Oh. That would be you.”
Nike’s Diary #3 – Oh, No – What Have I Done?
I lost them…holy s***! I mean, I really lost them. I told them I’d be back for them at two. They wanted me to go in with them, but I couldn’t because I’m considered under age by mortals standards.
Nike’s Diary #1 – The Gift
I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. Looking up, it was Mistress Moxie; she took up my hand. Leaning my head toward her, she whispered, “Don’t worry. It will be alright.”
The Truth Hurts
“You, on the other hand, have sat up here on your ass, lording over the rest of us just like you used to do, thinking you can do whatever you want without consequences.”