Danica Winters, welcome to Romance Lives Forever. Let's talk about your book, The Nymph's Labyrinth--Book 1 of the Nymph Series.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Crimson Romance
Cover artist: Crimson Romance
Length: 300 pages
Heat rating: Sensual
Tagline: Forbidden passions threaten to expose deadly secrets...
As a world shrouded in mystery and intrigue, the Sisterhood of Epione must not be exposed.
A Shape-shifting nymph, Ariadne, is tasked with keeping the truth of her group’s existence and their ancient mysteries far out of reach of an American archeologist and his troublemaking son. When forgotten and forbidden passions are awakened, Ariadne is forced to make a choice--fall in line and continue to be overrun and pushed down by the sisterhood, or follow her heart and put everyone’s lives in danger.
Can she have the man she loves or will the pressure and secrets of the past keep her from her heart’s desire?
What are your main characters' names, ages, and occupations?
Heroine: Ariadne Papadakis; Curator for the Heraklion Museum; Immortal
Hero: Beau Morris; Archeologist and Professor at the University of Texas, mid-thirties
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The Palace of Knossos, Crete
Zeus stepped to the side of the bed and lifted the sheet to gaze at Epione’s sleeping form. The goddess’ hair splayed around her head in a black halo, and her hands rested over her bare breasts. The warm ocean breeze filtered through the curtains behind him as he stared down at her tanned chest while it rose and fell with the innocence of sleep.
The air must have startled her and she stirred. The nymph’s hands shifted from her breasts as she moved to stretch, and the action made the God’s manhood quiver to life. He dropped the sheets back down and as the air wafted against her skin, she opened her eyes. “Hmmm. Zeus?” She yawned.“Have you come to me in need of healing?”
Epione sat up, pushed her legs out from beneath the bedding, and stood up. Zeus’ gaze fell to her round breasts and trailed down to the black wavy hair between her thighs. “I come for deeper needs. Needs only a woman…no, only a nymph can fill.”
She stumbled toward her robe that lay draped over the wooden chair at the end of the bed, but he put out his arm, stopping her. “You won’t be in need of a covering.”
She glared at him as she backed away from his touch, and bumped against the wooden bed behind her. “What of your wife? She’ll be angry if you stray from your marriage bed, will she not?” Epione pulled her hair over her shoulders and covered her chest.
“Are you not the goddess of all nymphs? The Queen of the seductresses? Is it not your job to soothe a man? I am here to be a victim of your seduction, to have the needs of my manhood and my aching desires sated by your touch, not to worry about the fickle emotions of my wife.”
“A man who treats his wife with such indifference will find no place in my bed. I believe in true love, not infidelity.”
“She cares not where I plant my seed--only that I return to her.” Zeus reached out to touch her. “Come here and show me how you seduce, then I will leave and you can find another man who you can love.”
He laughed at the thought of such a romantic idea. Who wouldn’t want a nice tussle without the attachments of love? And the Queen of seduction? She would most certainly be in need of good lovemaking. He would love to teach her the ways of a real God.
Epione stared up at him with her bright green eyes. She was even more beautiful than the other gods of Olympus had foretold.
“I know who you are, and of your erotic escapades. I wish only to be made wet by those who love me eternally, not those who wish to ravish me for sake of their fantasies.” Epione turned to the bed, grabbed a sheet and pulled it around her. “I seduce and soothe whom I choose.”
Zeus ran his fingers along the edge of the white sheet, so close to her breasts. So close to possessing what his loins called for. Her denial only made him want it more. “I am a God. I have sired gods and goddesses, and ruled humankind. Having me as a lover is an honor. There’s no reason you should not choose me.” He leaned closer to her, and could smell the salty scent of her skin. “My body is ravaged with pain of want and only you can dampen my fire.”
He followed her gaze toward the corner of the room, where a crystal staff shimmered in the sun, but he cared nothing of her trinkets, only the purpose that pulsed from between his thighs.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, careful to keep her body covered. “You’ll need to find another to wet your fire.”
Anger flashed within him. Who does she think she is?
He reached toward her, but she pushed his hand away. “I am a god. The God of gods. I ravish whomever I desire. My touch is an honor to those with whom I share my bed.”
With a calm fury, she flung aside the sheets, pushed up from the bed and sidestepped around him. He turned as he watched her grab the crystal staff.
She glared at him with a fury reminiscent of the fires of Hades. “Let me be the first to be dishonored.”
Zeus stepped back and lightening sparked from his fingers. His body responded with a hardness that came to the men of war. “I will not beg. You’ll give me what I want, or I will take it.”
Epione thrust the staff in the direction of his manhood.“Come near me and I’ll burn it off.”
He covered his groin and sneered. “Your denial will bring only acrimonious dishonor.”
“So be it.” She jabbed the staff at him again.
He glared at the idealistic goddess. “Because of you, your kind will be cursed. Never again will you or your kind partake in your senseless desire for true love. If a nymph attempts to love a human, that man will be fated to die a tragic death!”
“No.” The crystal staff lowered as she shirked from his words.
He raised his arms to the sky and bellowed. The ground quaked beneath him. “This island and everything you hold dear I condemn to the fires of Thera. All because you dared to turn a god away!”
“You wouldn’t!” she cried. “What of the humans?”
“The Minoans worship the bull, not the God of gods. They deserve no mercy.”
The walls cracked and fissured around them as the earth shook. Thunder filled the air and from the window, a cloud of gray ash poured from the direction of the volcano to the North.
“Foolish Epione, you and all that your humans hold dear will this day be destroyed.”
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