If you are reading this message, please call the police immediately. My name is Elizabeth and I'm being held ransom by this crazy freak named E.B. Black.
For years, she has been holding a gun to my head, demanding that I write her twisted fantasies, and publish them online.
She seemed so nice, posting cat pictures on facebook and writing blog posts about her husband and rottweiler baby, but don't be fooled by her facade.
If you'd like to pay my ransom, please contact me at email@example.com
Otherwise, visit the freak's web-site by going to http://www.ebblack.com/
Bright wishes he wasn't the god of the suns.
Every day is the same: he makes the suns rise and then they set. He looks down at humanity's corruption. He watches wars, people starving, and thieves stealing.
He can't help. Every time he tries, the humans take something from him. They've destroyed his family and he has no doubt that they'd like to destroy him, too.
Adonya is a raven-haired witch with powers that make her as close to a goddess as a human can be. He's wondered what it was like to be with a woman, but all the goddesses are dead.
He can feel it when he touches her—she's as dangerous as all the rest of the humans. Can the power of love join their races together? Or will one of them wind up dead in the end?
When Medusa was beautiful, finding a man to love her was easy. Poseidon fought for glances from her heavy-lidded eyes against hundreds of suitors who proposed whenever she left her house. Even goddess' weren't treated with such worship.
Athena grew jealous. She allowed Medusa to be violated in the Parthenon and turned her into a monster for her indiscretion.
Now when Medusa stares into the eyes of men, they scream as their skin hardens into stone. A caress against her cheek will be rewarded with the poisonous bites of the snakes that slither on her head.
No man is brave enough to approach her, until Perseus is ordered by the gods to kill her.
When they meet, desire sizzles between them. They are willing to risk it all-death, the wrath of the gods, the destruction of their families-if it means they can spend one more night together.