After I was finally able to calm down from the post-treatment sex and we had all nearly been asleep in our huge bed, all tangled in each other, Alex had sat up and cried out, “You’re pregnant!” He explained about noticing that JoJo’s breasts were fuller and us noticing how much more sensitive she was during sex. Alex had put it together and insisted that JoJo take a pregnancy test. JoJo tried to say that we didn’t have any in stock and Hermes produced one out of thin air. Seeing a demi-god, a god, an angel, and a werewolf stand over a stick for three minutes and waiting to see if a line shows up must have been an amazing sight to see. Even more so when that line showed up and we’d realized that in four months we’ll have another set of triplets with us. At first, there was nothing but surprised silence. And then huge smiles and more sex. Celebratory sex this time. Hermes got to pick the boys’ names, picking “good Greek names.” This t

I am running around my apartment trying to get everything ready for my date with Fati tonight. I want everything to be perfect. I had mindlinked Fati this morning asking if she would come to my place for dinner tonight. I want to ask her to be my chosen mate tonight. Dad’s words had quite the opposite effect on me than he intended. Dad wants me to let Fati go and ‘buckle down’ to find my fated mate, but it has just made me even more determined to stay with Fati.We’ve been together for over three years. In that time, we’ve both looked for our fated mates and have had no luck at all. And honestly, I’m tired of waiting. I love Fati and she loves me. We’ve been together for years and we make sense. I want to make her mine.Hopefully she will be by the end of the night.My mother had taught me how to cook, saying that I couldn’t trust that my mate would be a marvel in the kitchen. Just look at Bella. As amazing as she is with her cauldron and in brewing po

Ok, yeah this probably wasn’t the best time to give Nate a blowjob. We had just found out that the biggest baddy that we had ever heard of was out and about again. And Nyx is possibly in danger. Oh, and there was the reminder that Nyx is still working her way out of Tartarus. So no, probably not the best time for me to give Nate a blowjob. But let me give three excellent reasons to give Nate a blowjob. One, we have just been reminded that danger is still out there, told that we don’t have to do anything, and are not allowed to talk about it with anyone else. So, a good reminder to take life, or your handfasted, by the balls and do what gives you pleasure. Two, I am pregnant and constantly horny. Nate had started to wind me up before we left for the Astral Plane, kissing and licking me and then laying me on his naked body. And something that you might not know about pregnancy, when you are horny, it doesn’t go away. It j

Looking around the room, I ask Hecate, “Do we seriously have to do this here?” My best friend rolls her eyes at me, as she lights the frankincense and cedar incense. We are standing in a freaking cave deep under the peaks of Mt. Olympus. It’s cold and dark and damp and somehow humid all at the same time. And it’s creepy as all hell. I know that’s a weird thing for a powerful goddess to say, but the caves under Mt. Olympus aren’t filled with the creepy crawlies from the human world. These things hold baby hydras, manticores, gorgons, and other nasties. No, they won’t kill me, but they’re a pain in the ass to have to deal with. And having to break out of a stone shell would ruin my manicure. “I swear to you that we have scoured all of the tunnels and ousted any of the nasties that used to live here,” Loki says, smiling at me. But, like always, there is this hint of mischievousness to his smile that makes me not trust him.

“I can’t believe my little girl is going to a human college!” Mama says with tears shining in her eyes. She’s got my face between her hands, looking at me and nearly refusing to let go. “And so far away!” I can’t help but try to comfort her, even though we’ve talked about this ad nauseum. “Mama, I’m only three hours away. I can be home whenever and you can visit,” I remind her. “Once a month,” Ba adds putting his arm around Mama’s shoulder, helping to extricate my face from her hands. Papá moves up beside me and pulls me into a hug. “Mi hija, (My daughter),” he says into my ear. “Entiendo por qué tienes que dejarnos. Lamento que tenga que suceder. (I understand why you have to leave us. I am just sorry that it has to happen.)” I have to bite my lip and squeeze my eyes tight against the tears that come unbidden to my eyes. He’s talking about Caleb. The last week has been awful. Our friends don’t know how to deal with i