(Glory St Clair 11) Real Vampires Say Read My Hips
“Hera, my grandmother, shrieked and half-dozen handmaidens ran in with everything from a chaise lounge to smelling salts. Zeus’s roar brought a dozen warriors into the room from all sides. They wore battle armor and carried spears, ready to annihilate whoever had caused their leader such pain. I just stood there, waiting for my own lightning bolt. I’d been hit in the past and knew it wouldn’t be a treat. At the least it would take off the bottoms of my silver sandals. At its worst? You don’t want to know and neither did I.Lightning popped and sizzled around the top of the room. The chandeliers rained glass until it looked like a crystal hail storm. A vein bulged in Zeus’s face and his fists were clenched in front of him. I actually took that as a good sign. At least he wasn’t pointing a finger at me.“Father.” My mother sobbed and threw herself on the floor at his feet. “If I’d known…”“How could you, Daughter? I lay this on Achelous’s head. Bring him to me!”
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