“I needed something big. I'd found a dormant volcano
in my earlier exploration. Yeah – that would be big and
in typical Grace Murphy fashion, I didn't think this one
through, I just blew it.”
Be careful what you ask of Fate - sometimes she gives it to you.
When we last saw our heroine, she'd watched her faithful pet rip off her new best friend's head to save her son's life and Atlantis was rising from the depths. Now, Grace Murphy is back in the third installment of the Huntress series, but this time she's facing an all-out war. It's critical that Nyx (and Atlantis) stay buried, but her psychotic brats will do most anything to get her back.
You didn't think that was all, did you? Of course there's more!
With Hypnos invading her dreams, Dylan caught up in the throes of his "change" and juggling her relationships with two hunky Gods, Drew and Heph, to say Grace's hands are full would be an understatement.
Grace wished her life would just go back to the way it was before, and that she wouldn't have her powers or responsibilities anymore. Unfortunately, it looks like Fate answered this time. The results aren't pretty
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Fingers of dread curled around my stomach. The last time it had been this eerily silent, I'd nearly died.
Quietly, I pushed back from the desk and crept to the window to peek outside. The rabbits that lived in the bushes
outside my window were sprawled out like drunken sorority sisters sleeping off a weekend bender. I closed my
eyes and whispered, "Shit."
This would have been a good time to have the ability to teleport, to have super speed or reflexes or even – hell –
the ability to materialize my weapons. I may have not been able to do much with the weapons, but just having the
comfortable grip of the kukri in my hand would have made me feel better. I took a deep breath, put on my brave
face and headed toward the front door.
"Dylan!"
"Yeah, Mom?"
"I want you to head to the basement. Call – I don't know who. Call someone in Olympus and tell them that Hypnos
is here. Stay in the basement. Do not come out under any circumstances. Do you understand?"
He bumped into me as he came rushing out into the hallway. His eyes were wide with fear. "What are you going to
do?"
I gave him a quick hug and replied, "I don't know yet. Keep him away from the house as long as I can. Start the
call now. Okay? I love you."
"I love you too, Mom," he replied quietly.
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| Nicole Hamlett |
"Nicole Hamlett is a single mother from Colorado Springs, living in Los Angeles, California. When she’s not writing books she enjoys reading, cooking and video games and can often be caught enjoying indie alternative music."
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