My Date From Hell
(The Blooming Goddess Trilogy #2)
Tellulah Darling
Publication date: October 31st 2013
Genres: Comedy, Mythology,
Tellulah Darling
Publication date: October 31st 2013
Genres: Comedy, Mythology,
Sophie Bloom’s junior year has been a bit of a train wreck. After the world’s greatest kiss re-awakened Sophie’s true identity as Persephone (Goddess of Spring and Savior of Humanity), she fought her dragon-lady guidance counselor to the death, navigated mean girl Bethany’s bitchy troublemaking, and dealt with the betrayal of her backstabbing ex, Kai (sexy Prince of Darkness). You’d think a girl could catch a break.
Yeah, right.
With Zeus stepping things up, it’s vital that Sophie retrieve Persephone’s memories and discover the location of the ritual to stop Zeus and Hades. So when Aphrodite strikes a deal that can unlock Sophie’s pre-mortal past, what choice does the teen goddess have but to accept?
The mission: stop media mogul Hermes from turning Bethany into a global mega-celebrity. The catch? Aphrodite partners Sophie and Kai to work together … and treat this suicide mission as a date. Which could work out for Sophie’s plan to force Kai to admit his feelings for her–if she doesn’t kill him first.
Add to that the fact that BFF Theo’s love life and other BFF Hannah’s actual life are in Sophie’s hands, and suddenly being a teenager—even a godlike one—seems a bit like … well, hell. Whatever happened to dinner and a movie?
The YA romantic comedy/Greek mythology fireworks continue to fly in My Date From Hell. Love meets comedy with a whole lot of sass in book two of this teen fantasy romance series. Breaking up is easy; dating is deadly.
Yeah, right.
With Zeus stepping things up, it’s vital that Sophie retrieve Persephone’s memories and discover the location of the ritual to stop Zeus and Hades. So when Aphrodite strikes a deal that can unlock Sophie’s pre-mortal past, what choice does the teen goddess have but to accept?
The mission: stop media mogul Hermes from turning Bethany into a global mega-celebrity. The catch? Aphrodite partners Sophie and Kai to work together … and treat this suicide mission as a date. Which could work out for Sophie’s plan to force Kai to admit his feelings for her–if she doesn’t kill him first.
Add to that the fact that BFF Theo’s love life and other BFF Hannah’s actual life are in Sophie’s hands, and suddenly being a teenager—even a godlike one—seems a bit like … well, hell. Whatever happened to dinner and a movie?
The YA romantic comedy/Greek mythology fireworks continue to fly in My Date From Hell. Love meets comedy with a whole lot of sass in book two of this teen fantasy romance series. Breaking up is easy; dating is deadly.
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AUTHOR BIO
Tellulah 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.
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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Excerpt
A lone figure stood awaiting my
arrival.
Take the natural snobbiness of your
everyday hipster, compound it by the regular arrogance of guys in their
mid-twenties, and magnify it by infinity thanks to that whole god factor. You’d
start to come close to the waves of disdain that just naturally rolled off this
dude. The Eau de Smarm he exuded ensured that I wasn’t going to be cozying up to
him any time soon.
It may have seemed like his denim shirt,
worn unbuttoned over a white wife beater and skinny jeans had been picked up
directly off of the floor that morning, but no. From the top of his rakish
fedora sitting on his bright red- dyed hair to his pink socks and white vintage
Keds, Hephaestus was calculated cool.
And weirdly cute, but I wasn’t going to
give him that.
Not even the cane he sported, due to his
left foot being twisted inwards could detract from his projecting an overall
“don’t even bother reaching for my greatness” status. If anything, the cane was
a sleek, black, way cool accessory. “Hephaestus, I presume.”
He crossed his arms. “It’s Festos. And
you better have a damn good reason for showing up here with that password,
honeybunch.”
“Theo sent me.
Prometheus,” I amended, since I wasn’t sure if he knew Theo’s human
name.
Given the double
take I received, I guess he did.
“I don’t believe you,” he said flatly.
“I
swear. He thought you could help break a memory spell.”
“Too bad. I’m busy.”
I
took a step forward, my hand up to keep him from ordering me out.
“Please. I don’t
think he would have sent me unless he believed you were truly the one person who
could help.”
Festos considered me
for a second, then rolled his eyes. “Lovely. You’re her. Did Prometheus
mention any type of payment for my services?”
“His undying
thanks?”
Festos looked a bit
too hopeful at that. You know, if you looked past the “couldn’t care less”
vibe.
“Not really,” I
amended. “But you’re the only god he’s ever mentioned in a remotely respectful
way.”
“Wow. Such
flattery.” He sighed and waved me toward the machine in the middle of the room.
“Get on.”
I
hesitated.
He limped over to
the contraption. “You want it undone or not? Lose the pillow you’re wearing and
move.”
I tossed my puffy
coat onto one of the sofas. Then glanced outside. I couldn’t help it. I was
worried the minions had come back.
“We’re warded up,”
Festos said and flicked a switch.
The machine came to life in a roar of sound.
I
bet you a bajillion dollars that if you made a list of all the ways you
might
remove a memory
suppression spell, no matter how weird you got, none of the items would include
being hooked up to one of those kinda grungy, video arcade dance machines and
trying desperately to keep up with the patterns whipping past.
I win,
right?
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