Titans Rising – Dark Vs. Light, Part I
“Then I guess you have no problem going before Zeus,” he spoke matter of factly. “Zeus can’t kiss my ass,” I spat.
Darkness
So here we are, bowing down to Zeus, doing his stupid “Outreach to the Mortals bit”; like we are apart of some bad reality show. I mean, why should I have to listen to him, why should any of us? It’s not like he was one of the primeval deities or anything. Who was — oh, right me. Erebus. Born from the deep void of Chaos, the primordial of shadows and darkness…
Titans Rising – Dark vs Light, Part II
“I am Erebus, Primordial God of Darkness and Shadows. I have more power in my little pinky than you will ever have.”
One Last Time
I had only used an eighth of my shadows, a part of me now would always be here, watching over her. At least I could take comfort in that.
Hell On The Heart, Part I
I’m a fool for thinking I can come here and what—admit my feelings to her? I must be crazy.
Me and the Imp
My chest tightened at the very thought of her. My hands immediately loosened their grip on the winged creature. This thing in front of me missed her too. “Yeah, sorry little guy. I can’t help you. She’s gone.”
Love Me or Love Me Not, Part I
The second town car was supposed to enter, but instead, a flashy red sports car pulled up. I was surprised at who was behind the wheel. Medusa stepped out in her gorgon form, snakes writhing around her head. This could be interesting.
Love Me or Love Me Not, Part II
Medusa’s words repeated over in my head mockingly. She had to be joking. Other goddesses interested in me? It didn’t matter, none of it did. There was only one I wanted, and she had made it perfectly clear she was not interested.
Love Me or Love Me Not, Part III
When the music dropped, the crowd in front screamed for more. I looked backstage to see Amy beaming at me. She may be a cheap knock off, but she looked so happy. I owed it to her. I owed it to Atë. I owed it to myself to make the past the past.
Love Me or Love Me Not, Part IV
I shouldn’t have kissed Amy. It was less than eight hours since our date, and I already couldn’t make good on my promise to leave the past in the past. Not when Atë haunted my dreams, not when I knew she was in hell. I should be there for her. I should have ignored her when she pushed me away.