“I didn't doubt he'd end up catching me, especially with my powers dwin-dling, but I'd make him work for it.Īnd in some warped sense, I kinda liked him chasing me.” A cyberpunk fantasy Hephaestus x Aphrodite romance that defies myth but answers true love's call. And when Heph's plan goes to Tartarus things got even dicier and we became.the hunted. His audacity pissed me off, but the mere sight of him, the smell of him, made my stomach flutter. Especially when he showed up with a magical pair of handcuffs. Heph-a lifelong friend who never failed to confuse me mind, body, and soul. With the aid of my best friends, and fellow goddesses, the Graces, we ran a legitimate business. And it allowed me to use my powers in disguise in modern California under the name Vena Milo. My companion service, Sans Solo, became just the ticket I needed. Since reconciling with my son Eros, after centuries of bad mojo, I’d decided it was time to clean up my act. So, of course, I made the grave mistake of taking the godsdamned bounty. I’d be lying to myself if I never thought our “innocent” flirting banter were real on occasion-kidding myself if I said I never wanted things to go beyond platonic. Aphrodite and I had been friends since we were wee gods. Until a bounty popped up on a certain love goddess. Thanks to the portal hopping device I forged. And no other god possessed the means to time travel. Banishing a guy from Olympus because he was “imperfect” tends to make one hold a grudge.
But the best part about living in the future? Avoiding the other Olympian gods. I’d made a name for myself as a renowned supernatural bounty hunter, holding the record for most harpies slayed.
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