Daughters of Olympus (Reverse Harem Romances)

“SOAR was a masterpiece, and Lark literally brought down the house,” Emmy, the wife of Ace, owner of Spades Royale was quoted in the Las Vegas Times. “It was terrifying, electric, and a night I will never forget.”

I won’t end up as Vegas royalty, but at least she liked the show. “You ready to go?” North asks.

I nod, watching as dirt is shoveled back into the ground, covering Mom’s casket.

Everything from this life is over. It’s time to move on and find answers.

My eyes lock on Remedy. Our smiles are sad ones, she knows this isn’t easy. Then her and her wolves begin to run.

We’re all packed, and we have a few cars at the edge of town filled with fuel and ready to take us east.

After the show, we made a plan. Remedy and her mates sold everything of worth in my mother’s house to pawn shops and I gave them the codes to bank accounts, so they could transfer her funds. That’s how we bought two cars.

At first, Remedy said no to the car, wanting to keep traveling in wolf form, but she’s pregnant and can’t keep that pace up.

In my mother’s old notebooks we found a photo of two women. My mother and a woman who looked just like her.

On the back, there were two names. Tabitha and Deana Montague.

My aunt Tabitha. It must be.

Thanks to Facebook, Remedy tracked her down. She reads palms in New Orleans, so that’s where we’re headed. Harlow is already on her way.

We may be half-sisters who just met, but we’re ready for answers.

And we won’t stop until we have them. “Come on, then, little bird,” Sawyer teases. “All for one, one for all.”

They nod, and I take off, flying first.

They may be my hawks, but I am their phoenix. And I’m no longer little.

Now, the only thing I am is fierce.

After

It wouldn’t end well.

Jealousy can kill just as swiftly as a sword. Their hatred terrified me.

I couldn’t make everyone happy.

But by then, I didn’t care about everyone. I only cared for you, my daughters.

As I carried you to term, I knew the power you possessed was strong, but so was the power your fathers held.

They were sky and sea and land and the underworld.

You would need to be together if the chaos was to ever end. But Gaia was unhappy with me.

After all, it was my desire to have it all that destroyed her plans.

Her plans for peace.

At one time we were as close as any two women could be.

My choice was never supposed to hurt anyone. Never supposed to destroy what she wanted to build.

I am the goddess of love, but she is Mother Earth. And she would force me to pay.

Daughters, have you realized that yet?

It wasn’t my fault you were taken from me. It was hers.

Their Shade

Daughters of Olympus

Before

I never wanted to find any of my daughters here.

If they came, it meant the worst had come to pass; that death had come for them.

I was sent here as a punishment.

For a sin they took part in.

Before I was a mother, I was wife.

And I loved fiercely. With all my heart, all that I was.

Now I am trapped, alone, with only my thoughts, my memories.

I retrace my story looking for the cracks.

I should have seen it coming.

I didn’t. But will you, daughter?

Will you see what I missed?

If anyone will come for me, I know it is you.

After all, your father’s blood runs deep in your veins.

But your mother’s blood runs within you too.

Fight for love, with your dying breath.

It’s the only thing that will set you free.

Love will find a way... or it will die trying.

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Tennyson

I see the stranger in the distance, climbing out of the River Styx, long before he sees me. I immediately begin crossing the long, expansive porch, moving toward this new soul. He appears disoriented, looking around, bewildered and ridiculously handsome: I can’t help but be drawn to him.

Behind me, the sudden swell of party music fills the air as the door opens and closes “Where are you headed?” Hawthorne asks from behind me, and I can hear the sly grin in his voice. He rests a hand on my elbow and I look back, stopping in my tracks. I know Hawthorne will only follow me if I tell him where I’m headed.

And I understand why. I’m the one who dragged him, South, and Lennox to this party tonight. Ditching them thirty minutes into it would be a shitty thing to do. Especially, considering that fact our friendship is already on shifting sand. Yesterday they confessed their love and instead of returning it, I turned away.

I had to.

The moment they confessed their true feelings, I felt a sharp pain rip through my heart. I watched them as their bodies began to fade, in a ghostly manner.