FINALLY!! One down, two more matebonds to go.
“What’s next, O?” Pop asks Odysseus. He is really trying to make a nickname for Odysseus stick and the ancient Greek is really not here for it.“Odysseus,” the shade says, rolling his eyes at my father. “My name is Odysseus.”“I mean, after all the near death situations that we’ve been through and are going to go through, I think that we can have a nickname between us, Dyssy. You can even give me a nickname. Dev. Vin. Big D,” Pop says, bumping shoulders with Odysseus.“He does have a big one,” Ma says to Meredith. Rowen and I both cover our ears.“Ma!” Rowen says, “I don’t want to hear about that. I’m still scarred from the time that we went to a human hotel in Hawaii that wasn’t properly sound proofed.”Everyone around us bursts out laughing, including Summer and Jared. Everyone except Odysseus. He looks completely lost. “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” he says, perplexed.Looking pretty damn smug, Pop starts to say, “It means that I have a big - ““Shut up! Shut up! S
I watch as Alexander and Odysseus walk towards the centaur camp, out of the scant covering that we had found behind some rather large boulders. I’m pissed that the party obsessed, fun loving centaurs that Rick Riordan portrayed in the Percy Jackson series aren’t real. Granted, dude is just humans and has never met a true centaur. But I loved that series as a kid and I was just hoping that some of it was true. Jared gives me a small smile when he sees the slight pout cross my face and pulls me in for a side hug. His other hand is wrapped in Rowen’s. I reach across and place my hand on top of both of theirs. I know that this is hard for him. To watch his twin walk out to face these creatures on his own. I think that the only thing that is holding him back from going to help his brother is knowing that he must have the Goddess’s healing powers. Powers that are somehow even stronger than his parents’. He’ll be able to heal anything that happens to Alexander. Assuming that h
The ride across the Phlegethon sucked. I mean, we’re riding on the back of these mythological creatures who aren’t really our biggest faces at the moment. We have to trust that they won’t just dump us in the flaming river that we’re WALKING ON TOP OF! Yeah, you read that shit right. The centaurs have some kind of spell on their hooves that make it so they can walk on top of the flames. Their entire bodies are fireproof. Nifty for them. Not fun for us. Because the flames didn’t just flow like water. No, that would be too easy. They spurted and blazed every so often like a freaking geyser. We had to wear special coverings so that we didn’t get burned whenever that happened and lay on the backs of the centaurs like we were 50s pinup models. Honestly, I would never have trusted an enemy of mine to take me across such dangerous territory, but the ancients had a different code. They meant what they said and their word was their bond. Wish it was like that nowadays in the
Fighting the hydra was a lot like trying to wrangle a toddler into a special occasion dress. Two of us had to hold it down while the third took care of the business end. At least, that was the experience that we had with trying to get Fati into dresses as a child. Jareth had placed a deflection spell on us so that any attack that the hydra attempted to do, it reflected back at the monster. It kept us safe from direct attacks from the monster, though sometimes the deflected attacks would get a little too close to comfort. Jareth didn’t need to hold the spell on us, so he takes up distracting the hydra while Hakeem, Meredith, and I start hacking at its neck. Things were going well until Jareth slipped on a rock and the hydra turned its attention on us. When it aimed its attention on Meredith, Hakeem got in the way, slashing at its open maw. The problem was that he got the beast’s saliva all over him, the poison eating away his shirt and skin on his arm. Hakeem’s high pitc
The second that we landed in Norway, just outside of the base camp, Nathan is off the plane and running toward Tomas. He wants to talk to his second to figure out exactly what happened in Valhalla. And he thinks that it would be a good idea to call in Nyx’s and his parents. They are excellent warriors on their own. Plus, Kayla, Brandon, and Zak would be livid if we didn’t tell them what happened to Nyx. Jamal, Gregory, and I walked into the camp at a much more sedate speed. As we near the camp, we see Nate standing close to the edge of the tents, talking to Jai. Questioning, I ask, “What’s going on? I thought you were going to go talk to Tomas.” It’s then that I hear what must be stopping him from going to see Tomas. Nate gives a small smile. “I’m guessing he made up with Zoe and Kaia.” “Sounds like it,” Jamal says, sending me and Gregory a devilish grin. My mate never particularly liked watching porn, but hearing other wolves go at it definitely gets him going. Later,
The second that Jacob came in the tent with Nathan, he was all I could see. All I could scent. Almost all that I could hear. Bella was right. It wasn’t that Jacob saved my life. Thank the Goddess that he was here and could. It was the fact that the ability to get to know them before the matebond kicked in was taken from me. Because now that we’ve started the bond, my feelings are going to overwhelm me. They are going to be all that I want, simply because we are bonded. And I’m going to allow them to do whatever they want to me, simply because they are my mates. Trust isn’t going to be something that is going to build. Nothing that I’m even going to worry about. I’m just going to give them all of me. And that thought terrifies me. So I freaked out on Jacob. Not because I don’t want him, but because I don’t trust him or myself around him. Nathan was definitely pissed when he walked in, but I knew that had less to do with me and more to do with his situation with N
Even though JoJo had kissed me just minutes ago and she’s sitting in my lap feeling the evidence of how much I want her, I don’t move in for the kiss. I let her take the lead. I’ll let her lead me anywhere. She leans in, sensing what I’m doing. Her lips press against mine, searing me with her very essence. Touching her, kissing her, feels like drinking cool water on a hot day. I try to hold back. I really do. But I’ve needed her for so long that my body, my wolf, my very soul has cried out for her, that I can’t. I’m too hungry for her. I devour her, my hands moving to her back. I groan when I feel the bare skin there as the hospital gown gapes open. Fated sparks, heat, and arousal shoot through me, heightened even more by the smell of JoJo’s desire for me as well. Knowing that all I have to do is pull this hospital gown off her arms to see her bare in front of me has my wolf trying to take over. I have to pull back from our kiss to tamp him down. She gives me a questio
We got the call from Nathan over lunch. We’re sitting with Chris, Esteban, and our grandpup, Lily, and our triplets over homemade pizza. Lily is nearly a year old, so she’s not having pizza, but she is gumming on some of the crust. “Papa, don’t you dare give her any cheese! The last time you did, she exploded out of her diaper like five times. Her little body just isn’t ready for cheese yet. Dr. Addams says she needs another few months,” Chris yells at Zak who is tempting Lily with a bite of his pizza. “But she loved it. Didn’t you, little bud? You like cheese so much! Just like your Papa Zak,” he coos to the baby who is trying valiantly to grab the pizza from his hand. “Zak, she had an upset tummy for the rest of the day,” Kayla says. “Just like Nat! Don’t do that to Lily.” “Fine,” Zak says. He puts his pizza down and blows a raspberry on Lily’s belly before putting her back in her high chair next to her aunts and uncle. I guess it would be a little weird to have
Hey friends!Thank you so much for reading Red Rover, the second book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.1. The next story, “Mother, May I” will be coming out the first week of November. We'll find out what happens with JoJo, Jacob, Alexander, and Hermes, as well as meeting a new trio.2. If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone.3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms:a. GoodNovel:Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)Hide and Seek: The first book in the Trio Legacies series. This is a werewolf book a
I’ve been stuck here in the Underworld at Uncle Hades and Aunt Persphone’s palace for weeks, unable to see my mates for anything. I was so fucking stupid. Erasing their marks wasn’t even the dumbest thing that I did, though it was by far the worst thing I could have done to make them trust me. Especially Jacob. No, the dumbest thing that I did was checking in on them once they went back to the gates of Valhalla. Because Lucifer caught me as they were escaping to come to the Underworld. And now he has all of us down here together so that he can “keep his allies close.” I’ve managed to slip out a couple of times just to check on my mates, but Lucifer himself caught me last time. I’m still recovering from being thrown into the flames of the Phlegethon River. It didn’t matter that I told him that I was checking up on our enemies’ whereabouts and activities. He said that he had other’s to do that and I was to stay in line and follow his orders. I don’t know how I’m going to be
“How is it that we haven’t heard anything in two weeks? I don’t understand!” Nathan is frazzled and very much on edge. Not only is he grieving the loss of Gregory and Citra, but he hasn’t heard from Nyx at all. And not only that, we have no idea where she is. We’ve heard nothing from the evil gods or goddesses. Nothing from Lucifer. Hell, we don’t even know where Hermes is. Selene and Hecate have returned to their realms. Thor is still hanging out with Selene in her realm. I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I also doubt that I have much say in how this goes. If Selene is our mother and she mates with Thor, does that make him our new daddy? Blech. I don’t even want to think about it. That’s just wrong on so many, many levels. The weird thing, though, is that we haven’t heard from Hermes either. Neither has JoJo, Alexander, and Jared. They have no idea where he is. JoJo and Alexander have said that they’ve gotten a couple of mindlinks from him sporadically h
I feel hollow. Completely gutted. Like everything has been scooped out of me. Nyx is gone. We have no idea where she could be. Nathan hasn’t been able to find her on the Astral Plane. We haven’t been able to find Hermes and we can’t get in touch with Hades or Persephone since we left Tartarus.Citra is dead. And though I didn’t know who Citra was until 22 years ago, she became as much of a sister to me as Isla, Ivy, and Indigo are. As much as Iris was. I presided over her handfasting with Michael. I’m the godmother to Caleb, her first born. I don’t remember a day going by in 22 years where we didn’t speak to each other at least once. And now she’s gone.And my mate died saving me. He literally pushed me out of Fenrir’s grasp and died to protect me. We said goodbye to him yesterday, Jamal, our children and I staying in the field until his pyre completely burned out. I have no idea how we’re going to move on from here. Jamal and I are basically living, breathing ghosts.
Bella and I have been in a fog since Gregory’s death. He was one third of our soul and now that he’s gone, it’s like there’s a great gaping hole in our lives. Our two sets of twins Freya and Finnegan and Amethyst and Axel have been trying to help us, but it’s all that they can do to keep their grief at bay. Gregory and I had been together since before the civil war started. When it was us against Mathias. About 22 years ago. We found Bella about a year and a half later when the Riding Hoods first showed up. Twenty years together. Though it might seem long, it wasn’t enough. Gregory was our bright spot in this world. He always found the silver lining. Always found something for us to smile or laugh about. Always made the day brighter just by being him. Bella and I have always been the practical ones, bogged down by our responsibilities as alpha and High Priestess. Gregory found a way to cheer us up. Brought a different perspective to our hard times. How will we find
I rush over to Bella and Jamal who have fallen to the ground sobbing. Mom looks split between going to Michael and going to Bella and Jamal. Michael was in her original pack, but Bella and Jamal have been a necessary part of our family because of my being a hybrid. They are both like family to us, though I’m definitely much closer to Bella and Jamal. As the witches seem to be gathering around us, Mom and Dad run to Michael’s side. Hawk and Jareth follow them. They are sobbing. Wordless, agony filled cries falling from their mouths, They cling to each other, not seeming to sense any of us around them. I can’t even imagine the pain that they are going through. It has to be awful. I don’t even want to know what I would do if Nyx…I can’t even think about it. The fact that I can’t even see her is killing me. And we’re not even mated. We’ve barely known each other for a few months. How awful must it be for them to have lived together for more than 20 years. To have child
I have just finished slicing through two demons when I see the giant wolf enter the field. That has to be Fenrir, the evil werewolf son of Loki. Yeah, I know my mythology. Chris went through a phase where she wanted to know everything about all the mythologies in the world. And at that point, Zak and I had already decided that he was on math and science duty, while I was on history, cultural studies, and English. Can’t beat a master bullshitter. I know exactly who he is and what he’s capable of. So when I see him heading towards Bella and Citra, I start to run across the field. Through our pack mindlink, I yell Get to Bella and Citra! I feel all the wolves look towards them, but Fenrir landed less than 20 yards from them. It would just take a few of his massive steps to make it to their side. I see Gregory and Jamal fighting their way towards Bella, Michael to Citra, but there’s no way that they’re going to be able to make it in time. But Gregory puts on a huge burst
Within seconds, wolves and gods are teleporting into the camp. The fae and other supernaturals have also contacted their rulers and we have portals opening up all over the place. The only ones that don’t show up are JoJo, Alexander, Chris, and Jacob. Hecate still hasn’t come back from bitching out Hermes, so they can’t teleport to us. “Alright everyone, circle up! We’ve got to come up with a plan NOW. What information do we have?” Mom says. Her goddess gift of strategy is really going to come in handy here. One of the Valkyries that Gondul sent comes back, streaking through the sky and directly to her leader. “Mist!” Gondul calls when she is about 20 feet away. “Where is Hrist?” “Keeping watch. The demons are pouring out of the gates. Fenrir is with them. Looks like he is leading them with a god that we do not know,” the Valkyrie, Mist, responds. “Fenrir?” Summer asks. “You mean the Norse werewolf?” Gondul’s face turns to look at us, her expression impassive. “Yes.
It’s been two hours since Nathan went to the Astral Plane. Bella stopped in to check on them after he had been there for an hour, but found the couple talking to each other in low voices and snuggling on a couch. She elected to allow Nathan to stay there for another hour. He and Bella are emerging from his tent right now. “How is she?” I ask my best friend when he gets close. It’s easy to see that he’s been crying, but just as easy to see that spending that time with his mate has helped him a lot. I want to give him a hug, but Nathan doesn’t always welcome that kind of affection when he’s this upset. “She’s hanging in as best as she can. I think that seeing someone other than her tormentors was really helpful,” he tells me. “Bro, it’s got nothing to do with seeing ‘someone’ and everything to do with seeing you,” I tell him, clapping him on the shoulder and squeezing. He actually blushes a bit, a small smile crawling over his face. “She told me that she loves me.” At t