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.
Ares
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.”
It’s Not Business, It’s Personal, Part IV
“Your men gave me a better fight than this. Makes me wonder who taught you how to fight, your mother? Perhaps it was your wet nurse. You should have suckled at her breast more.”
It’s Not Business, It’s Personal, Part III
“I will kill him myself, Arty,” I said, my voice cold and distant. “This part isn’t about family; it’s very personal. Stay out of my way.”
It’s Not Business, It’s Personal, Part II
The stars were twinkling, and the moon was full and bright. Not ideal for trying to sneak up on someone, but good for seeing the face of the enemy as he dies at the end of your sword.
It’s Not Business, It’s Personal, Part I
“This isn’t like old times, Ares,” Artemis said. “The rules have changed. The weapons are different, more destructive.” “Worried that I’m going to die, Sis?”
What Price Mortal Love?
Nudging the door open with my foot, I listened for noises, but heard nothing. I quietly moved through the foyer and into the living room. My heart dropped into my stomach. It couldn’t be…
Suspicions Confirmed
“Stupid bitch,” he muttered. “She always had an inflated sense of self. Calling here and barking orders at me all the time. Charlie wasn’t that thrilled with her, either.”
A Father Has Doubts
“Hatred? Revenge? There are any number of reasons, Hades. You know that, as well as I do. He hates me, he hates his mother.”
A Secret Assignment
Sitting down at my desk, I dropped the journal and the slips on top, and reached into a drawer on the right side for what the mortals called a burner phone. There was only one number on it.
Appearances are Deceiving
The woman jumped like she’d been hit by one of Zeus’ bolts. “Holy…don’t you know how to knock?” “Don’t you know how to stay out of the boss’ office?” I countered. “The bitch is dead,” the woman retorted. “Good riddance.”
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.”
When it Rains, it Pours
I thanked him for his help and told him I would keep him posted. As we parted company, I had a feeling it would take more than the two of us to find the person responsible.
The Franklins: Part I
Mr. Franklin was on the phone from the minute they came in. He walked into the waiting room ahead of his wife, not bothering to hold the door open for her, obviously assuming she would take care of everything.
Hera’s Bedtime Stories, Part VII
Mama Gee went to the next city over and paid two attendants to protect and raise the baby Zeus in a mountain cavern far away from Papaw Cronus. You see, Mama Gee and Nana Rhea finally outsmarted Papaw Cronus.”