Eve Moore has gone from unhappy housewife to unnerved supernatural. After watching her husband killed before her eyes by his mistress and having that same woman attempt to kill her, Eve has woken up in the God of Wars’ throne room with someone very determined to have her killed. As she narrowly averts disaster she is placed in a game between Gods and is given an assignment to save herself with. She must find a troll and present him to the Gods in order to return to her own life.
Whit is a member of the Wind Trolls and has been banished to the Earth Realm for not following his King’s orders. For the last 25 years he has been away from other supernaturals. He is quickly drawn to Eve and as they learn more of her past and powers and what her duty is they also give in to the desire they feel for one another. As Eve and Whit decide what they mean to each other they also need to hide from their enemies and those they are unsure of.
The author has come up with an interesting and invigorating new story line, drawing in the Gods of Olympus, Titans, trolls and fairies. The story centers in unending love and what people or Gods would do to be happy. The story is well written with nail biting parts and some very steamy parts. I look forward to reading more from this author as she has infused new life into the paranormal scene.
Eve Moore is very likely going insane. In one week's time, she has clear memories of surviving a murderous attack by her dead husband's mistress, teleporting to another Realm, learning her best friend isn't human, and uncovering the existence of trolls, Titans and mythical Gods. If she hadn't gone off her nut, Eve wouldn't be coming to grips with the fact that her mother had an affair with an immortal and she is apparently their love-child.
But since she's getting pretty comfortable with it all, she figures she's probably strapped down somewhere cold and antiseptic with drool dribbling down her chin. Except if she's locked in sanitarium, as she must be, why is she so damn scared of the God of War who threatens to send her soul to the Underworld? And why does the mere glance from a gorgeous man, one that she was tasked to find and return to Olympus, set fire racing through her veins?
Whether it's reality or lunacy, Eve has no idea, but she is on one hell of a ride. If only she could get that red-headed harlot who tried to kill her the first time to cease and desist on the murder attempts, she could enjoy her psychosis in peace…