New Beginnings 
A Reprimand 
The Secret in Silence, Part III 
Interrogation Doesn’t Break Ice 
Stealing A Moment 
Making a Mark 
When It Hits The Fan 
A Goddess Down 
An Explosive Mystery 
Camouflage, Part II
I have found that between myself and the other Gods and Goddesses dealing in revenge, retribution, justice and vengeance, we have taught the universe how to deal with some of those lesser infractions.
Words of the Gods
Thanatos and the Dead Man, Part II
This is the merry chase: it is the part where the human soul is denial.
Public Relations – Part X – The Deal
I had to stifle my delight every time the angry sky spit out a rush of hailstones that pelted him mercilessly. It was about time that he got a taste of his own medicine.
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?”
Camouflage, Part I
Although with all the upset being caused by Zeus and my brethren across the world, it has been a bit difficult to discern what truly required my attention and what was just the world and Olympus in upheaval.
Trouble in Paradise, Part II
Furthermore, this goes beyond the last three months. I don’t feel the same as I used to for you. I need something new, and it cannot be you.”
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?
Thanatos and the Dead Man, Part I
As I held it in my hands, it sang to me. It was the song of the cosmos, of creation, of life, of death, of the yes and the no.
Trouble in Paradise
With all the festivals I’ve been playing lately, I haven’t had time for my children or Nyx. Maybe Morpheus is acting out? Maybe he’s bored with mortals?
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.
A Mother’s Concern
“Oh, my poor, sweet boy. I am so sorry about Cassandra. She would have made a wonderful addition to the family. I liked her.”
That Night in Paris…
She pulled me toward a bench, and we sat down and gazed at the night sky. “I can’t wait to grow old with you,” she sighed, putting her head on my shoulder.
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.