 Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word prompt is "tax”. We are with Hades and Persephone in the fourth book in the Gods of DC series, Death Do Us Part. Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  Freddy snarled at Zeus as he flexed his fingers into fists. “Get the hell out of my house.”
“It’s not your house, leprechaun,” Zeus retorted. “He is Demeter’s husband. What is his is now hers and vice versa, including this house,” Hades countered. “You tax my patience, dear brother,” Zeus replied to the god of death. “What are you doing here, Dad?” Persephone questioned. “I’m here to end whatever coup your husband is planning,” Zeus answered. “I’m not planning a coup, you idiot. I think one of the call girls you’ve fucked recently gave you something and it went to your brain.” “Really? That fighting company that you’re putting together with Ares isn’t a plot to take my throne? Making this bastard and the mutt my precious daughter shacked up with demigods? It reeks of mutiny.” Hades clenched his hands to his hips as he shook his head. “It has nothing to do with your kingdom. Something is happening to our realms. I’m trying to stop our world from ripping apart at the seams.” “And you expect me to believe you?” Hades growled as he spoke. “Again, what do you want, Zeus?” Zeus’s grin was pure evil. “It occurred to me that I never gave you my blessing to marry my daughter.” “Blessing? You helped me kidnap her.” “A mistake I mean to correct. I am annulling your union with Persephone.” Persephone’s eyes widened. “No, Dad. Please.” Hades chuckled. “You can’t keep us apart, brother.” “I can.” Zeus raised a hand as he cocked a smile at his brother. “Consider yourself banished.” The king of the gods snapped his fingers. Freddy gaped as Hades disappeared into thin air. His faint cry was the only thing that remained of him. Persephone clasped her hands to her mouth. “No. Where did you send him? Bring him back.” “My child, I will find you a much better husband,” Zeus assured. Freddy’s heart lodged in his throat as he heard footsteps on the steps. Zeus already sent Hades fuck knows where. What would the psychopath do when he saw Demeter waddle downstairs pregnant? The goddess’s eyes narrowed when she saw Zeus. “What are you doing here?” She glanced around the room. “Where’s Hades?” Zeus bared his teeth as he took her in. Freddy launched off his toes and flew across the room until he was between the king and his wife. “It seems you weren’t doing your job as a mother,” Zeus accused. “So I ended their marriage and sent him away.” “Away where?” Demeter pried. “Tartarus.” Demeter gasped. Freddy turned to ensure she was alright. His wife rarely gasped unless she was beneath him in their bed. “How could you?” Demeter shook her head. “He’s your brother. You trapped him there. He can’t come back.” “Ask if I care. Now I’m taking our daughter home with me to find her a proper husband.” “Like hell you are. You will leave my daughter alone and get out of our house.”
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 Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word prompt is "road". We are with Hades and Persephone in the fourth book in the Gods of DC series, Death Do Us Part. Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  Hades stood then picked up up the plate he had set on the end table beside him. “It’s getting late. We should get back.”
Demeter responded with a lion sized yawn. He couldn’t tell if it was real or faked. “Of course. Please let me know if you’d like me to make up a lunch for you.” “Of course.” The other three rose for hugs and good night pecks on the cheek. Hades led Persephone through the kitchen and out the back door. The fire pit and torches were still blazing as the wove their way through the patio towards the barn. He was grateful for the extra light. It had been a long time since he had been in a place so remote this late at night. Persephone squeezed his hand as they walked. “We didn’t have to go.” Hades stopped and gazed at her. “Freddy didn’t know about our problem, love. He wouldn’t have said anything if he did.” She gave him a slight smile. “I know he didn’t.” He stared at her as the night creatures around them chirped out a symphony just for them. He pulled her into his arms and parted her lips with a kiss he could feel in his soul. It was followed by another. They didn’t break apart until her body curved against his. “Maybe we should get back to the cabin?” Persephone suggested, her voice a warm purr that alone made his cock hard. “Maybe we should take a midnight stroll down by the creek like we always talked about?” “What if Mom and Freddy come out here?” “It sounds like they prefer the barn. And I noticed Dottie’s truck was gone. I’m certain we will be all alone out here.”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word prompt is "road". We are with Hades and Persephone in the fourth book in the Gods of DC series, Death Do Us Part. Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  Tiki torches burning citronella oil and the smell of a grill fired hot was just what Hades needed right now.
He led Persephone up the dirt road that made up the trail that wound past the barn towards the farmhouse. He found every desire come true and waiting for them. The cement patio behind the house were lined with torches and scattered with lawn chairs around the picnic table. A fire pit blazed in the middle. Demeter arranged bowls heaping with food on the table while Freddy manned the grill, a bottle of beer in one hand and a spatula in the other. Hades glanced back at Persephone and smiled. She tried to force one in return but it still looked like someone kicked her puppy. Not that anyone would kick Cerberus. He was too terrifying to do that too even though to Persephone he was the goofiest dog on the surface or in the underground. He sighed as he continued up the hill. She had kept to herself after their lunch, curling up on the bed and pretending to sleep. He knew she cried instead. He didn’t know what to tell her. He could never confess that he wanted a baby as bad as she did. But after this long it just wasn’t meant to be and he wasn’t about to get her hopes up. He couldn’t stand her hurting like this. Demeter must have sensed Persephone’s mood because she wrapped the goddess in a mother-sized bear hug as soon as her foot hit the patio. “What’s the matter, Seph? Demeter pried. Persephone’s smile was a little bigger. “Nothing, Mother. Just a little tired.” “Are you sure?” “Of course.” “Then sit down and relax. Can I get you some lemonade?” Hades let go of his wife and retreated from the goddesses. He darted towards the grill before Demeter could interrogate him. Things had been good recently. He didn’t want it to go south. Freddy gave him a half smirk as he bent down to the cooler and pulled out a bottle of beer. He handed it to Hades. “Need a cold one, boss?” Hades took it from him and twisted off the top. “You can call me Hades.” “You made me a demigod. You gave me the greatest gift in the world. My wife.” “You did that on your own.” “You put on the wedding. And you brought me back to seal the deal when that asshole Zeus showed up.” “I just gave two souls I’ve grown to care deeply about a place to join together. The rest is you and Dee. And in all technicality, you are now my father-in-law. So please, call me Hades.” Freddy chuckled then took a sip of beer. “Alright, alright. So what brought you to our little corner of the world?”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s is a Picture Prompt. We are hopping over to the fourth book in the Gods of DC series, Death Do Us Part. Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  “This is cozy,” Hades commented.
Persephone scoffed. “It’s not a million dollar condo or a literal palace.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed the crown of her head. “Sometimes I like to get away from all that. Having the weight of all the dead on my shoulders is exhausting. There are moments I wish for something like this with you so I can remember all the reasons I fell in love with you.” Persephone grinned at him then pressed a deep, warm kiss to his lips. She pulled free from his embrace just enough grab the knob of the door and push it open. The outside was a deceptive facade for the inside. There were no unfinished logs on the inside but instead creme painted walls with simple decor. Persephone ran a fingertip across a distressed painted white shelf, studying the picture frame, lamp and pitcher full of lavender stems kept there. She scowled at the shell that was nestled among the rest. She remembered the trinket. Uncle Poseidon has given it to her mother for an absent minded birthday gift a few decades ago. It was easy to tell that Demeter knew he forgot. It was sitting here instead of in her house. She must have guessed his brother would never know. Her smile returned when Hades wrapped his hand around her wrist and tugged her back to him. She moaned when he held her tight, his hard body molded into hers. “Have any ideas on how to start our vacation?” He murmured into her ear. He felt his cock hard against her hip. She had been with this man for nearly an eternity. The sensation still made her heart race. “It seems you have a few.”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word Prompt is “steady”. The next few weeks we’re going to take a look at the sixth book in the Hallow Brothers series, Featherweight, before diving back into the fourth Gods of DC book. Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  It was already uncomfortable for the three large men to be stuffed in the cab of the truck with their things. Bounding off each other with every turn of the steering wheel made it ten times worse. They opted against Micah’s Jeep for the very reason Josiah was driving like a madman. The lack of windows on the Jeep made them an easy target for vampires roaming the woods.
The wack of a large branch against the windshield made Ezekiel jump out of his skin. “Think you could keep this hunk of junk a little more steady, Joe?” “Sure,” Josiah returned. “Let me slow down. We don’t have a fucking clue what happens if a bloodsucker feeds on us. Want to be our test subject?” “Duly noted,” Ezekiel grumbled as he gripped tighter to the armrest mounted to the door. He glanced out the window into the woods. He could see the shadows shift and by their pace they weren’t the trees swaying in the wind. A face or two, pale in the moonlight, rushed by. He couldn’t wait to get home. The advantage of Josiah speeding through the forest was that they got home quicker than normal. The cabins lining the clearing in the forest was a sight for sore eyes. The entire area blazed with the glow of the newly installed floodlights. Josiah pulled the truck into a spot next to the rest of the vehicles. Micah shoved at Ezekiel until the younger Hallow finally hopped out of the truck. Once his foot hit the ground, Micah sprinted to his cabin. “Maybe we shouldn’t have taken him,” Ezekiel suggested. Josiah shrugged. “He offered.” The two met crossed the cabins toward the seven smaller cabins inhabited by the brothers. Before they got halfway, the door to Josiah’s opened. A tall, beautiful blonde cradling a blue wrapped bundle in her arms. She descended the wooden porch steps and headed towards them. Josiah pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “Sarah, why aren’t you asleep?” Sarah smiled at him and lifted her arms a little. “Little Zane just fell asleep himself. I heard the truck arrive before I climbed into bed.” She looked at Ezekiel then pulled free from her husband’s embrace. She pressed a kiss to Ezekiel’s cheek. “I hear congratulations are in order, champ.” “Thanks.” Josiah nodded to him. “Great job tonight. Now go hit the shower and go to bed.” “Sure thing, boss.” Ezekiel watched as Josiah wrapped his arm around Sarah’s waist Together they made their way back to their cabin. He couldn’t stop the jealousy that burned in his heart. Five of his brothers found their mates and fell in love. He had no desire to settle down. One night stands worked for him. But suddenly the urge to have someone waiting for him with the words “I love you” on her lips was the only thing he wanted.  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word Prompt is “boat”. The next few weeks we’re going to take a look at the sixth book in the Hallow Brothers series, Featherweight, before diving back into the fourth Gods of DC book. Don’t forget to check out the other awesome Tuesday Tales! Click here to take a look!  The attacks started shortly after his younger brother, Abraham’s, last fight. First it was just a couple of vampires making their way into the thick woods that hid the Hallows from the rest of the world. Then it was a couple of bands of the bloodsuckers with a half dozen members a piece. As the fall passed into winter the attacks grew more frequent.
Now that Spring was here, the only thing that assured that the family got any sleep were the UV flood lights that burned all night around the perimeter of their camp. He had no idea how the six newest Hallows got any sleep with those fucking things beaming through the night. He didn’t. He looked up from his seat on the bench as the locker room door opened. Josiah and Micah strode in then stopped short. The oldest Hallow shook his head as he swatted at Ezekiel’s hands. “Zeke, what the fuck? How long did Mike spend on that?” “I’m nervous and I’m tired. Sue me,” Ezekiel protested with a scowl. “Aren’t we all? We’re all in the same boat, Zeke.” Micah sat on the bench beside Ezekiel. He smoothed the tape out then tugged a fingerless glove on each hand. “This has to end,” Ezekiel replied, rubbing his brow with the heel of his hand. “We’re trying, Bro. There isn’t much more we can do at the time other than defend ourselves.” Ezekiel turned to look at Josiah. “What about the Book of Elvesayd?” Josiah huffed. “What about it? Eve and Delilah have been trying to trace it. They got close but now they have more important things to worry about like newborn babies. Especially Eve. It’s a little hard to look for ancient texts while caring for three baby werewolves.” Micah shrugged. “Sorry. Knocked that one out of the park, didn’t I?” Ezekiel growled at Micah then shook his head in frustration. “Maybe one of us should go look for it instead of holding up in our camp.” “Maybe you should worry about your fight instead,” Josiah chided. “Get up. Let’s warm you up.” Ezekiel sighed as he stood. Josiah strapped pads to his forearms while Micah slipped out into the hall to monitor the fights. The younger brother threw punches at the pads as his older brother encouraged him. Blood pumped through Ezekiel’s veins as his skin glistened with a fine sweat. Moving around woke him up which was a good thing. With as sleepy as he was before, he was bound to get his ass kicked. They stopped as the door opened again. “It’s time, guys. You’re up next, Zeke.”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word prompt is “mirror”. This will be the last excerpt from the third Gods of DC book. Click here to check out the other amazing Tuesday Tales. **Warning - there are adult situations and language.**  Freddy blinked his eyes open. He was surrounded by fluffy white pillows and covered by the softest down comforter he’d ever seen. He glanced around to find himself alone in the strange bedroom. The only sign of his missing lover was the words “I love you” written in lipstick on the mirror over the dresser.
He rubbed the sleep from his face as he sat up. The day before had gone quick. Even though he and Demeter ghosted from Las Vegas, they lost two hours with the time zone change. When they arrived, they left their bags in the foyer so she could introduce him to Dottie. The introduction was brief. Demeter wanted to make a big dinner for them so she could get to bed. Not that they slept. They made long, passionate love all night. He tasted every inch of her flesh as she did his. The ritual he performed in Las Vegas drained his energy. The sexual marathon he indulged in with Demeter left him in the deepest slumber he had been in in decades. He frowned at the vibration of his phone then smiled. Maybe Demeter was telling him where she was so he could meet her. He reached across the mattress and scooped up the cell. Instead of Demeter, it said the sender was Hades. He couldn’t ever remember giving the lord of the dead his number, much less programmed Hades information into his phone. He scowled at the message. We need to meet soon. Freddy set the phone on the end table. He tossed the covers off then climbed off the bed in search of his clothes. He dug into his duffle until he found his briefs, a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Once he was dressed, he descended the staircase in search of anyone else. He found a plate of fresh baked muffins and a note with his name and a heart on the island in the kitchen but not one living soul. He picked the muffin on the top then slipped outside. He finally found Dottie outside the barn feeding apples from a bushel basket to the horses in the pasture. She smiled and nodded as he approached. “Good morning.” “Good morning. Need any help?” Freddy offered. “A strapping hunk like yourself? Sure.” Dottie wiped her hands off on her jeans then pet the horse she was feeding. “I’ve already cleaned the stables out. You haul the bales of hay towards the stalls and I’ll use the pitchfork to toss it in. It’ll take half the time it usually takes me. There’s a pair of leather work gloves over on the workbench. I’ll see you inside.” “See you in a bit.” Freddy strode into the barn to find the gloves. Once he slipped them on, he searched for the bales. He already had three moved before Dottie met him inside. “Wow-wee,” she exclaimed as she took off her hat to wipe her brow. “You didn’t even need direction.”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week we have a picture prompt. So today we are with back with Demeter and Freddy in the third Gods of DC book. Click here to check out the other amazing Tuesday Tales. **Warning - there are adult situations and language.**  The salty smell of ocean water was the first thing to hit her followed by natural light and then a cold breeze. She stepped out of the cave then looked around.
Freddy leaned against a boulder as he looked out over the sea, his arms crossed over his chest. He was dressed in a thick, green sweater and a pair of jeans. The slight tinge of red in his hair was evident in the sunlight. Demeter’s breath caught in her throat. The sight of him made her heart race. She approached him slowly. “You’re feeling better?” “Almost normal,” he answered, his gaze still on the expanse of water before him. Demeter frowned as she crossed the lush green grass to him. “Is everything alright?” “Just trying to sort all this shit out in my mind.” She bit her lower lip. “It seems we both withheld the truth from each other.” He huffed. “Seems so, doesn’t it? I have a ton of questions that need to be answered.” “As do I. Maybe we should take turns. You go first.” He glared at her as he pulled a hand free and gestured up and down her body. “Is this your true form?” “Yes. My turn. How did you withstand two of Zeus’s thunderbolts?” She saw Freddy’s lips curl in a snarl. “Because I am a dark leprechaun.” “I’m sorry. A what?” “Nope. My turn. Why did you change your appearance?” Demeter angled herself under his gaze. She rubbed his chest. “Because of that. Because of Iolaus.” “Who?” “It’s my turn. What is a dark leprechaun?” “Let’s just say my side of the family has no interest in cobbling shoes or protecting the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. We’re more war minded. My turn. Who is Iolaus?”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word prompt is “greasy”. So today we are with back with Demeter and Freddy in the third Gods of DC book. Click here to check out the other amazing Tuesday Tales. **Warning - there are adult situations and language.**  The sounds of boot steps on the hardwood floor tore their attention from each other. Demeter whimpered as Zeus strode in from the dining room. His grin was evil. “Because I told her to. It was either that or I’ll end you like I ended Iasion.”
Freddy growled. “Who the fuck is Iasion?” Demeter stepped around Freddy, putting herself between him and Zeus. “Get out of my house.” “Get out of the way, Demeter,” Zeus warned. “Like hell I will.” “You would disobey your king?” “In this instance, yes. What you want is merciless and unreasonable.” He stopped and smiled at her. It was an evil grin. She watched as his gaze raked over her. “Really? Merciless and unreasonable? I think what I want is perfectly reasonable.” “Zeus…” The room blurred as she felt a pair of strong hands grip her hips and tug her away. Things didn’t fall back into focus until she was staring at Freddy’s broad back. “You deal with me. Not her,” Freddy demanded. Zeus raised his hands. “Very well, child.” The King of the gods fired off a lightning bolt before Demeter could flinch. She covered her mouth with her hands but it didn’t stop the scream erupting from her throat as the shard pierced through Freddy’s chest. She watched in horror as her lover dropped to a knee and cringed. He gasped a couple of times as he rubbed the singed spot on his coat. Then Freddy cocked his chin up in defiance as he slowly rose back to his feet. “Is that the best you can do? You throw like a bitch.” Demeter reached out to him. “Freddy, no.” Zeus snarled before he struck again. This bolt was larger and brighter than the first, snapping and sizzling with electricity as it soared the short distance to its target. Freddy’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he crumpled to the ground on impact. Demeter fell to her knees at his side and gathered him onto her lap. The energy that she used to maintain the illusion of her appearance was swallowed up by her grief. Tears wove down her perfect cheeks. Her clothes dissolved into the crimson chiton she used to wear on Olympus. The hair that fell past her shoulder was no longer streaked with gray. She wiped her damp cheeks then looked up to find Zeus hovering over them. “When will you learn, Demeter?” he questioned. “When will you realize who to belong to?” “Get out,” she demanded through grit teeth. “He’s still breathing. I’m not leaving until he’s dead.” She cradled Freddy to her body. “Then you’ll have to kill me too. Because I refuse to exist without him.” “As you wish.”  Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week’s word prompt is “greasy”. So today we are with back with Demeter and Freddy in the third Gods of DC book. Click here to check out the other amazing Tuesday Tales. **Warning - there are adult situations and language.**  Demeter clung tighter to the blankets wrapped around her to ward away the cold that permeated her bedroom. Persephone and Dottie had spent days in the barn performing every ritual they knew and some they just made up to get Spring to come.
But the snow kept falling. Demeter buried her face in the pillow and sighed. Just like last time, when Hades stole her daughter, the seasons wouldn’t change until her broken heart was mended. She hadn’t heard a word from Freddy since the night she left his apartment with her things. It was true. She was just a fling for him until she left London. She imagined that he had already moved on to someone much younger and beautiful. The flakes outside her window came down thicker and faster. She needed to stop torturing herself. If she couldn’t make nature defrost and vegetation to start blooming, she could at least not make things worse. Besides, this wasn’t Freddy’s fault. She just left to give him space to cool down and forgive her stupidity. She clenched her eyes closed. Then Zeus showed up out of nowhere. The memory of him striking Iasion down with a bolt of lightning made her stomach lurch. She couldn’t let him do that to the man she loved. She couldn’t deny her feelings any longer. She loved Freddy harder than any man or god before. She forced herself to put as much distance between her and Freddy as possible to save his life. Unfortunately the miles between them might destroy the world. She opened her eyes as she heard the front door open and close. It wouldn’t be long before Persephone and Dottie were by her side with a cup of tea, pleading for her to cheer up. She bolted up when a loud voice greeted her instead. “Demeter. Where are you?” Demeter stared at the door in shock. It had to be a dream. Was her heart in that many pieces she imagined Freddy’s voice in her house? He didn’t know where she lived. She crawled off the bed and made her way to the door. Before she reached the steps, she heard it again. “Dee, are you home?” She hurried down the steps but froze on the bottom two. Freddy stood in the foyer bundled in a thick winter jacket. Snow caked to his blue jeans in clumps. He ran a hand through his thick, rumpled hair. She blinked at him, astonished. “What are you doing here?” “Why did you run from me?” he demanded. Demeter hurried the rest of the stairs and across the foyer. She grabbed his coat with one hand and the knob with the other. “Freddy, this is not a good time. You need to go.” He gripped her biceps in his hands and tugged her to him, breaking her grip with the door. “So I was a quick screw? A little vacation fun?” “No, sweetheart. You were far from that.” “Then why did you leave me?” |
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