“The gods have touched you. Did you know?”
– Madame Fate
Well, if that were true, then Psyche was of the opinion the Gods needed to learn to keep their hands to themselves…
All she wants is to finish her doctorate studies in Ancient History and score an Assistant Professorship at the University of Seattle, but when her friend Izzy begs her to pose for some photographs, and the media dubs her The New Aphrodite, Psyche’s life spirals out of control.
Between ominous prophecies, viral photographs, crazed fans, and the wrath of a goddess, Psyche Kostas has her hands full. Can a mysterious, sexy bodyguard on a Harley help her escape the madness her life has become?
Roped into Aphrodite’s petty revenge scheme, Eros wants nothing more than to finish the job and move on, but when a strange electrical spark transforms an apathetic god who’d given up on love, into the Son of War, Eros’s life is given new meaning.
Between betraying his mother, past debts, a town that hates him, and his own personal demons, Eros Aresson has a lot to answer for. Can one mesmerizing woman help him redefine everything he’s ever believed about love, immortality, and fate?
Will love be enough to overcome the darkness in their path or will it carry them into the depths of Hades itself?
Hi, my name is Lisa Fleming, and I am the author behind the Fantasy Romance series Olympian Hearts.
I have a longing for a fat, fluffy cat or a wee Chipin puppy to replace my lost love Ouija, may he rest in peace. But I would settle for a stuffed Tribble – one of the rumbly ones that purr.
My greatest aspiration is to buy an RV and use it to spend a summer moving my family cross-country to Washington State, preferably Whidbey Island, but I'm not picky. Anywhere near the Olympic National Park would do.
Wife to one husband, mother to four humans (or so they claim, one can never be sure), I enjoy Disney movies, happy endings, romance and fantasy novels, magick, mythology and Marvel comics.
Novels happen when:
- You forget to pay Netflix.
- The Internet cycles on and off because your modem sucks, so you can’t play ESO, STO or any other O’s.
- Your imaginary friends consult relationship therapists because “You’ve been so distant lately.”
- You’ve read all the interesting books at the library.
- You don’t want to die without feeling like you’ve done something worthwhile.