Can two broken souls be repaired with a lot of love and a little power from the gods?
Leto, the goddess of motherhood and womanly demure, wants to be anything but bashful. Working in Las Vegas in the music business has proven she can’t be coy if she has desires, but the man she loves isn’t available. What’s a goddess to do?
Help break a curse, that’s what.
Tommy has loved Leto since the day they met, but he never thought she’d want to be with him. He’s also got a girlfriend. When his girlfriend leaves him for his brother and curses him, it’s up to Leto and Tommy to admit their deepest desires—they want to be together.
There’s just the matter of breaking that pesky curse…
©Megan Slayer, 2021, All Rights Reserved
“Ha,” Missy said. “I curse you to stone.” She laughed and walked away with Duncan. “Jerk.”
She’d really done it—she’d left him for his brother. His stomach roiled. How could she be so cruel? She knew he and Duncan didn’t get along. How had his life fallen apart so fast?
He moved to push off the railing, but his limbs refused to cooperate. What? He tried to look at his hand, but he couldn’t lift his arm. “Leto.” He needed help. Was he having a stroke? “Leto.”
Could she hear him? Crap. Where was everyone? In the recording studio, in the sound-proof room…
Leto rushed out to the patio. “Tommy?” She spotted him and her eyes widened. “Oh, no.”
“What…?” His voice faded. No, no, no. Where had his voice gone and why in the hell couldn’t he move?
Leto patted her thigh and nodded. “This is bad. This is very bad.”
No kidding. Why wasn’t she calling someone? How about the ambulance? The guards? He tried to open his mouth, but he seemed frozen.
Leto trembled. “I’ll be right back.”
Call the medics, he wanted to scream. He glanced at his hand. His skin had turned ashen … like stone. Oh, crap. He must be dying. Why couldn’t he move? Missy hadn’t touched him, so she couldn’t have poisoned him. What was going on?
Leto returned a moment later with Hera.
“He’s been cursed. I know curses and this is a problem, but I don’t know how to fix it,” Leto said. “What do we do?”
Hera stroked his arm. He felt her, but also seemed like he was looking at himself without being in his body.
Hera sighed. “This appears to be a curse and he’s screwed.”
Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com.
When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library.
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