I feel like a zombie. Like I’m pushed away from everyone and everything, including myself. It feels like everything is muffled. Like my brain is wrapped up in cotton, my ears plugged with it. Nothing feels the same as it did before. I’m not hungry. I constantly feel tired. Lucifer touched me in places that I’ve only touched myself before. He didn’t pay attention to my protests and pleas from him to stop, my tears not deterring him. And the worst part is that my body responded to him. Every fucking time. I lost count of the number of orgasms that he forced from my body. It was to the point that I literally passed out in the tub with him holding me. When I woke up, I found that I was on my bed, dressed in a long shirt that hit me at mid thigh and a pair of panties. I realized the shirt was the one that Lucifer had been wearing and I immediately tore it off of me. It was then that I realized that my hands were free from their shackles, as was one of my feet. There is on
We all limp back to Hermes’s palace: the injured, the gods and goddesses, our ragtag band. And we carry the dead back with us. None of the gods or goddesses have their powers this deep down into Tartarus. They will have to wait until they have crossed the borders into the Underworld to be able to help. Rowen, Ma, and Dad were only able to heal those of us that were injured enough so that we didn’t bleed out with the number of us that were hurt. We’re going to have to wait until they’ve rested and eaten before they can do more. The fight with the monsters in Tartarus had taken its toll on so many of us. Michael and Citra had been caught in the crossfire of a fire breathing Chimera. Michael had jumped onto Citra, trying to save her. It killed him and severely injured her. Jaiden, who had been with them, was killed by the venomous bite of the Chimera’s serpent tail. Rowen said that by the time he had gotten to Citra, her skin had pealed back like burnt paper and she was
“How in the hell does this work?” Pop demands of Selene. “Look, Dev, this is beyond my paygrade. From what I can tell, Josefina is still mated to Jacob and Alexander. They literally have the matching pieces of her soul. But Hermes has replaced some of his soul with hers and vice versa. It is something that only one of the most powerful god’s can do, like an Olympian.” Selene looks so confused and almost powerless. Not in the sense that she doesn’t have her power, though that is still true. No, she looks like even if she wanted to do something about Hermes being the keeper of part of Josefina’s soul, she is powerless to stop it.“So…it’s possible?” Dad asks. “For four of them to be mated?”“Looks like,” Selene says.“Damn! They’re going to need a big ass bed!” I can’t help but whisper to Jared and Summer.Of course, every other wolf nearby hears it and Ma smacks me on the back of the head.“What? We need a California King for the three of us. Can you imagine adding a four
I have no idea how many times Jacob and I have mated since we marked each other. It’s like we’ve already started the mating period, though that can’t be right, since we don’t have Alexander here. Or Hermes. Fuck, I have to tell Jacob about Hermes. It’s not like I haven’t tried. But every time that we start to talk, we get…distracted. By each other’s lips. Or a flash of skin. Or an unintentional brush of his thigh against mine. And then we suddenly have to have each other. His hands feel so damn good on my body. His lips make my body chase after them. I hadn’t thought that he would be this skilled in pleasing a woman, knowing that he has been with Alexander for years, but thank the Goddess, I was wrong! The orgasms this many has pulled from me are insane! The best that I’ve ever had. And the way that he responds to me is so fucking sexy that I nearly cum just from hearing him. His moans and grunts and the way that he touches me like I’m spun from glass. It’s every
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I’m beyond pissed. And a little turned on. And that pisses me off even more. “What the hell do you mean that you’re in charge of the bond?” “My power is more than Selene’s. She’s a minor goddess and I’m one of the Olympians. My power is more than hers,” Hermes says, his finger traveling down my arm to grab my hand. “But you don’t have to worry about that.” He brings my hand up to his mouth. “I told you. I want you. All three of you.” It almost feels like I’m under a spell as he touches me. And there’s a faint feeling of tingles along my skin where he touches me. Not like when I touch JoJo and Alex, but there’s definitely something there. Fuck! I don’t like this! I just got JoJo on board with the whole matebond thing and now we’re adding another person to the mix? And a fucking god at that! And all I can think is how can I compete with that? JoJo’s a beta, alpha blooded, and the damn main Oracle to the Goddess. Alexander is an alpha
Ok, so that shit with JoJo, Alexander, Hermes, and Jacob is in-fucking-sane. You ever tried to pull an angry god off of someone? Cause you don’t want to do that. It ain’t easy. Gods are fucking strong. Especially when they’re mad. Especially when they are defending their mate. What a clusterfuck. Looks like these mates aren’t going to get it easy. Ever. Arya quickly healed JoJo and she is fine, physically. But she’s definitely shaken by the events of what has transpired. Hermes didn’t want her to, but she’s been sitting next to Jacob’s bed. Because apparently being hit by a god makes you pass out so hard that even god-like healing won’t heal it all. The structural damage is all healed. Apparently the two punches had completely obliterated Jacob’s nose. There had been some internal damage as well, but Rowen wouldn’t tell us exactly how much. Though it’s enough that every look that he gives Hermes is full of anger and hatred. To his credit, Hermes has tried to c
Being in the presence of my goddess is just a bit overwhelming to say the least. She wasn’t in her true form like she had been when I received the prophecy from her so long ago. She said that if we were really in her presence, it would literally blind us. The thing that saved me before was that I was astral projecting. But even though I don’t see her true form with all three aspects of the goddess showing, her physical appearance keeps vacillating between that of the maiden, the mother, and the crone. It’s a little unsettling to be talking to a young woman in her twenties, turn away to grab something, and then turn back to a stooped back old woman. Just saying. She has just finished telling us what Hades said about the prophecy with Lucifer and Nyx. “I have to go find Nathan! Right now,” I say, standing up. I can’t think about my feelings over the loss of Nyx. It’s too much to try and process at the moment. Nyx is like a little sister to me. She reminds me so much of Iris
Bella stayed in Valhalla for about an hour. Tears wet her cheeks almost immediately upon her going into her trance-like state and stayed there for the entire hour that she’s in Valhalla. Though there were several times when she literally growled with anger, her entire body tensing with the force of it. That growl would have made any wolf proud, so hearing it come from the vocal chords of a human was a little startling. Kind of lends credence to the theory that some of our scientists have about our human and other supernatural mates taking on some of our characteristics. Both of my mates are wolves, so I have no idea. Gregory and Jamal continue to hold Bella’s hands throughout the entire hour while Rowen and I keep constant vigil over her body and mental health for any signs of distress. Though she is obviously upset, it doesn’t seem to be because she’s in danger. It’s more a response to whatever she’s seeing. Which scares me. Devin is hanging out with Alexander to make
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