Zeus:
Lost Gods Book 1
LaVerne
Thompson
Genre:
Fantasy romance
Publisher:
Isisindc Publishing, LLC
Date
of Publication: pre-order 8/2 release 8/16
ASIN:
B01JK41N2A
Number
of pages: 156
Word
Count: 49,948
Cover
Artist: Fiona Jayde
Book
Description:
What
if you woke up one day and found out you used to be a god? But you
don’t care when you can’t save the one you love. Unless you claim
your legacy and your powers, even if you have to kill your father to
do it.
Ze
found he would do whatever he must to make sure Kassia lived. She was
an innocent.
Kassia
lived her life for the last year under a death sentence. She had an
end date of three months. This was her last chance to save herself
against the thing killing her from the inside. Even accepting the
will of a god. He could save her life but at what cost to her soul?
When
survival is everything, would you do anything to ensure that you do?
*WARNING*
This is not an erotic romance. It does however, have sex when
warranted and lots of violence and cussing. You have been warned.
Book
Trailer: https://youtu.be/ygcDErXQXIw
EXCERPT
CHAPTER 1
Five
figures stood like statues partially around a pool of water.
“He
can never remember.” The collective entity making up the Fates
warned Kratos.
Kratos
never raised his head to look at the four identical beautiful beings.
Shrouded in shimmering white cloth from head to toe, with the planes
of their faces barely visible, even the little of their features he
glimpsed were ever changing. Seemingly to represent all the peoples
of the world. At times, all four appeared feminine, but he was not so
sure all were female. It mattered not. “Tell me nothing of what can
or cannot come to pass. Would that I could have that gift, or curse
to forget. Forget we no longer have the powers we once did. Have been
all but forgotten. Lost in the grains of time.”
“It
is as the world should be Kratos. You know this. Humans must make
their own decisions, be the makers of their own will. Not that of the
gods. No matter how powerful.”
He
couldn’t tell which of them spoke, the voice came into his mind.
Not even a voice exactly, more a thought that they wanted him to
know. He scoffed. “Yes. The gods.” He placed his hand in the
water swirling it, it was cool to the touch, and dispersed the image
they’d been looking upon. At someone who in another age, other
times had been the most powerful amongst them. Reason enough for the
Fates to fear and condemn Zeus. The Father of them all, and a god he
himself had killed, dispersing his body down to dust, carried off
unto the four winds and mixed amongst all matter. Yet, never
completely destroyed, pieces of him being reborn over the ages. God
no more, each time just a man.
A
fate worse than death for one once a god. Unfortunately, for them
all, Zeus’ destruction created a chain of events opening the world
to chaos, the fall of Olympus and everything they had once known. The
Fates had no choice but to take control and punish them all. Perhaps
their plan all along, and the excuse they needed to destroy all the
gods. There could be none more powerful than the Fates. Still, Zeus
must be called forth once more. Rather, what was left of him,
hopefully it would be enough.
Kratos,
pulled the black hood over his even darker locks, walked out of the
obsidian hall into the crumbled ruins of what had once been Olympus,
home of the gods. Even with his eyes open, he could still see the
opulence of the buildings as they once stood. The gleaming golden
doors twelve feet tall, the marbled hall, where one could hear music
that lulled and pleased ones senses filling the halls. Now gone. All
of it. The place reeked of age. And he no longer had the power to
change any of it.
He
would wish the Fates to a mortal hell, but they’d already placed
him there and there was no release for his soul. His body melded into
the dark matter making up the night, and he returned to the
nothingness he was.
****
The
four who remained behind continued to watch the water in the pond as
it settled. Returning to its calm state and the vision came once
more.
“He
cannot remember…everything.” The husky whisper came from the
center form.
“No.
That would not bode well for what he must yet do,” the tallest of
the four stated.
“As
the son destroyed the father, so too must the father destroy the
son,” one whispered.
“For
all the powers the All Father had, he too came to his inevitable end.
Death comes for all, even a god,” the final sister pronounced
shaking her head.
“All
the gods are dead. Long live the gods,” the cry came in unison
vibrating with the power of the Fates.
****
“Hey
Ze, you ready, man?”
Eyes
the color of a summer storm zeroed in on the tall man standing at the
office door. “Sorry, Linc.” Ze shut his laptop, pushing his chair
away from his desk, as he stood. All six foot five of him, situated
on a solidly built frame.
“Is
that the Chinese?” Linc asked
“Yeah.”
Linc,
his president of operations and right arm, referred to the latest
deal his company, Lightning Enterprises was working on. He stepped
into the room and glanced at the laptop. He stood a just a couple of
inches shorter than Ze, wasn’t as broad in the shoulders, more like
lean muscle. Under the veneer of the tailored trappings of his
civilized suit was a body covered in a roadmap of tattoos. He also
carried a knife sheathed at his ankle. You can take the boy out of
the Greek slums, but some habits you never get rid of. But this boy
now had an MBA from one of the best universities in the world.
Ze
trusted him to run his company when he wasn’t around.
Linc
would be shocked if he knew not only had Ze not been working on any
last minute tweaking of their deal, but he hadn’t been working on
anything related to business, legit, or otherwise. Since at times,
they straddled the gray—another reason for the metal strapped to
Linc’s calf. Instead, Ze had been dreaming. With his eyes wide
open.
About
the Author:
LaVerne
Thompson is an award winning, best-selling, multi-published author,
an avid reader and a writer of contemporary, fantasy, and sci/fi
sensual romances. She also writes romantic suspense and new adult
romance under the pen name Ursula Sinclair.
She
is a certified chocoholic and is currently working on several
projects. Some might even involve chocolate. But writing helps
maintain her sanity.
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