 Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! We’re back with the second book of The Gods of DC Series. Athena has quite a bit on her plate at the moment *Warning - there are adult situations and language.**  Freddy calmed explained what happened before Athena could demand Ares whereabouts. The ring girl and a waitress plotted the whole thing. They seemed to be angry Ares was off the market. The ring girl forced herself on Ares when she got the signal from the waitress that Juliet was coming.
Ares wanted to destroy both of them. Freddy had never seen the god so furious in all his life. Freddy was able to talk Ares down to just firing them. Killing them would risk revealing who Ares really was and the modern world wasn’t ready for that. Since then, the god of war ghosted where he was so he could be left alone. Athena searched Freddy’s mind and heart for the truth. She was a goddess. She could do that. By the little grin he gave her, she could guess he knew she was doing just that. Every word he spoke to her was true. There wasn’t the hint of deceit even when Freddy confessed he had no idea where his boss was. Athena hoped Ares would be pissed enough to create some kind of chaos. She would if she were set up like that by someone she thought she trusted. Nope. Nothing. Her brother must have been sulking in his cave instead or lord knows where. He wasn’t at the club or at her place making things right with his lover. Athena went home to an inconsolable Juliet and explained. She thought the nymph would be relieved with the news and get the hell out of her apartment so she could have some peace. Instead Juliet vomited all over her new, very expensive maize corn colored rug. Juliet’s condition didn’t change over the next few days. She was tired. She was irritable and she couldn’t keep anything down. It baffled Juliet. Nymphs didn’t get sick. They were immortal. Was Athena’s work to change Juliet from an vampire unraveling? It took a particularly nasty text from Athena’s step-mother, Hera, for the light bulb to go off in her head. Cursing out the goddess of home and hearth made her think briefly about family and how fucked up hers was. She hurried off to the drugstore to confirm her suspicions. How was her brother going to handle this news? “Penny for your thoughts?” The voice startled Athena. She jumped, flinging the knife into the nearest wall on accident as she tried to steady herself in her chair. She glared at Ares as he gave her an impish smile.
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 Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! I’ve been gone for a bit but now I’m back. This excerpt is the start of the second book of The Gods of DC Series. I don’t want to give much away so here goes! *Warning - there are adult situations and language.**  The mountains of paperwork were starting to remind her of home.
Athena stared at the piles as she heaved out a sigh. When did some mere mortal decide that battle should be reports, statistics and forms to be filed in triplicate? Shouldn’t they have clued the goddess of war in on this one? Recreating Olympus on her desk wasn’t her idea of a productive afternoon. She nudged her dress skirt up to her hip then slipped her favorite blade from the leather sheath strapped around her thigh. She balanced the knife between her index fingers as she pondered. All of this? All her misery? It was her half brother’s fault. Ares was so busy playing house with his vampire-turned-nymph lover, Juliet, that he failed to fuel hatred and aggression between warring factions. There were a few talking peace. She couldn’t very well incite her favorite generals into battle plans if there was no war to fight. So instead of war, she was writing reports. She hated reports with the passion of a thousand burning suns. She slumped back in her office chair as she gazed at the silver glint of the blade. If the fact that she was the most bored she’d ever been in the infinity she walked this planet wasn’t bad enough, she now had a houseguest. She could thank her asshole brother for that too. Well, him and the naked ring girl Juliet found him liplocked with in his office. The poor nymph arrived on the doorstep of Athena’s loft in tears blubbering the news. Athena was the one who saved Juliet moments before she was incinerated by the sunrise. Athena was the one who defied her father, Zeus’s, orders to kill Juliet and changed her into a nymph just like Ares wanted. And it was Athena who promised to kick Ares’s ass if he hurt her. After a night of take out Chinese food and pints of expensive ice cream, Athena left a sleeping Juliet to go have it out with her sibling. She took a moment to sense Ares then took off on the warpath. He was at his temple that doubled as his fight club. Maybe once Athena was done with him she could teach a lesson to the little slut involved with this mess. Freddy, Ares’s high priest and club manager, met her in the doorway of the club. He escorted her inside personally and offered her a shot or two of her favorite rum. She smiled. She always liked Freddy. She should have snapped up his family before Ares did. Had she known he would have been born she certainly would have. |
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