A Date of Godlike ProportionsThe Blooming Goddess Trilogy #2.5
Tellulah Darling
Publication Date: December 20, 2013
Genre: YA Mythology, Comedy
There’s bound to be pressure when it takes 2500 years to get to a second date. Which is exactly why Theo Rockman, a.k.a. Prometheus, would rather not go. With his best friend gravely injured and the fate of humanity still on the line, Theo has all sorts of creative excuses to avoid dating swoon-worthy god and love of his life, Hephaestus.YA romantic comedy gets an epic mythological twist in the free (at select retailers) short story A Date of Godlike Proportions (The Blooming Goddess Trilogy Book 2.5). Being human hasn’t killed Theo, but this date just might.
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Great. The cavalry had arrived. I flicked my gaze over to my
other best friend Hannah, staring at me incredulously from her position in the
doorway, where she had joined Festos. Festos patted Hannah on the shoulder affectionately before
edging past her to leave. I reluctantly tore my eyes from his retreating figure to meet
her bemused gaze.
Allies. That’s what I needed.
“There’s too much at stake
right now—like your future for example—for us to be going out on a—”
She flapped a hand at me. “Get dressed.”
I looked down at what I was wearing. Which was basically what
I always wore. A long-sleeved black T-shirt and baggy black pants. “I’m
dressed.”
Hannah rolled her eyes. “Pierce,” she called out.
Her boyfriend trotted into the room at her call. “Yeah, love?”
Hannah pointed to a spot in front of me. “Stand there and
look pretty, so this idiot gets the picture.”
Pierce nodded. He got into position and, with a toss of his
blond tousled head, adopted the most pouty model boy expression imaginable. He
winked at me, obviously amused.
Hannah blinked at him. “Whoa. That’s pretty … pretty.”
“Down, Saul,” I said. “Besides, he’s the God of Love. I’m
sure there’s some kind of inherent pretty built into his DNA. With me?” I cast
a skeptical look down at myself. “Festos knows what he’s getting.”
Pierce pulled up a desk chair and turned it around to
straddle it.
Hannah kicked my legs away so she could sit down on the bed
next to Sophie. She picked her friend’s hand up to clasp between her own. Her
lip quivered as she stared at her friend but she quickly replaced any concern
with a determined glare my way.
She crossed her legs and leaned forward toward me. “Have you
seen that boy’s room? It’s like a hurricane went off in there. He’s going nuts
trying to find the perfect outfit for this special event and you can’t even get
changed?” She tucked a strand of her blond hair behind her ear.
I swung my head in Sophie’s direction. “Did you not notice
your bestie lying there unconscious?”
Her hand tightened on Sophie’s. “Don’t be an idiot. Or drag
Soph into this. We’re here. Nothing else
is going to happen to her. She needs to heal. And don’t pull any of that ‘fate
of the universe’ crap either. It’s one night. So, next excuse. I’ll shoot that
down too.”
I closed my eyes. There was silence for a blessed moment.
“You feel guilty, don’t you?” She spoke softly.
I shrugged, my eyes still closed.
I felt her make the sign of the cross over me. “I absolve you
of guilt, Prometheus.”
I gave a faint smile. “I’m not Catholic.”
“Well, I have no idea how to absolve a Greek God.”
“Titan,” I murmured. “And I’m not even that anymore.”
About the AuthorTellulah Darling
noun
1. YA Novelist
2. Alter ego of former screenwriter and instructor
3. Sassy minx
Geeks out over: cool tech.
Squees for: great storytelling.
Delights in: fabulous conversation.
Writes about: where love meets comedy. Awkwardness ensues.
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