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Eros Fell

Eros Fell [Kindle Edition]

Sable Jordan

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Eros, god of love, has always been depicted as pure; an innocent, chubby-faced cherub slapped on today's Valentine's Day cards. Ever wonder how he got that way? Well, I'll tell you—he fell.

And he wasn't alone.

It's a secret they don't want you to know about, because if you did, you'd never look at Love the same again. You want to know? Promise not to tell? Okay, I'll whisper it to you. See, it was Eros who bit the apple....

Warning: 18+ Only! This story is an untold myth you never heard in high school, and includes graphic language, sex, and all that fun stuff between two Immortals.


The ache in his groin had not yielded; her scent making his heart race. “Tell me your name, goddess, or you will have the wrath of Zeus to face, and Aphrodite, besides.”

“Threats of Zeus?” she gasped and pressed her hand to her breast, “I shudder. I’ll make you a deal, Eros. A game, if you will.”

Curious, he nodded for her to continue.

“You wish me to cease my meddling with these useless peasants, yes?” She didn’t wait for his response. “I am perfectly willing to do so, will surrender my powers to the great and mighty Zeus himself so that I may never make mischief for you again, permitted you excel in my challenge.
And as a bonus, I will gift you my name.”

He eyed her suspiciously, crossed his arms over his chest. “What are the conditions?”

A corner of her mouth ticked up. “For one-twelfth’s time of Apollo’s travels with the Sun, you must prevent my apples from hitting their marks.” She held out her dainty palm, and a golden orb materialized there. She handed the solid fruit to Eros, who studied it a moment before she plucked it back. She tossed it in the air, caught it in her hand. “You already know how to defeat them. Pierce them with your arrows and no catastrophe will befall a single mortal. Ha!” she laughed, “I even tell you how to ensure your victory. An easy enough task, yes?”

Easy? Of course it would be easy. He was Eros, god of love, gifted with both speed and accuracy when stringing his darts and connecting with his targets. He would effortlessly shoot her every sphere from the sky for one human hour.

“And when I win,” he clarified, voice deep and earnest, “I earn both your name and your promise to never cause the mortals ill again?”

She nodded, a sibylline grin on her mouth.

“And your oath is binding?”

“Binding. Yes.”

“And what would you require should you win?”

A shoulder lifted nonchalantly. “A simple thing, really. Nothing you will miss.”

“Out with it, goddess.”

“A kiss. One little kiss, Eros.”

He eyed her warily. “And that’s all?”

“From the god of love? More than enough. Just remember, no other soul but me may touch the apples. Have we a deal? ”

A warning blared in his head like trumpets heralding the arrival of Dawn, yet he could not resist the tempt of her lure. Love would overcome this challenge as he conquered all else, and have her name when he was through.

The length of a human heartbeat passed and he’d changed from the mortal garb into lighter attire, white wings spread wide against red robes. “When do we begin?”

The goddess morphed before him, no longer donning the heavy brocade and petticoats of the era but instead the shimmering silk gowns denoting her an eternal being. Her wings expanded; two raven-black appendages with a span not quite as broad as his unfurled from her back. Her hair twisted into a long, thick braid and then looped itself around her head like a crown. Eyes turned skyward, she marked the time.


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  • Format: Kindle Edition
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  • Print Length: 45 pages
  • Simultaneous Device Usage: Unlimited
  • Publisher: Fresh Whet INK Publishing (10 Feb 2012)
  • Sold by: Amazon Media EU S.à r.l.
  • Language: English
  • ASIN: B00785HFFS
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Stories so whet, you'll want to LICK MY INK!

Writer of multi-cultural erotica and seductive romances, and whatever else comes to mind. Tattooed vixen. Wicked humorist. Incurable humanist. Proud geek! Lover of pit bulls, fast cars, all music, and candy. Alter ego of adventure/thriller novelist Isadora Monday. That's the short version.

I'm a tough tomboy type with a hidden romantic streak, and I have a penchant for finding the funny in things. When not writing, I can be found reading everything from Steve Berry to Zecharia Sitchin, Walter Mosley to Iris Johansen. Words are wonderful things.

Other tidbits about me: I've got a degree in biology from UC Berkeley (Go Bears!), I'm a certified massage therapist, and a licensed bartender who hasn't quite mastered the art of getting drunk. I'm mother to two wonderful pit bulls, and I'm currently working on the design for my next tattoo.

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1.0 out of 5 stars Depressing 16 Mar 2013
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This started out fun, but by the end I was really sorry I had wasted the time. Talk about depressing. The author has left it open for another book, but I wouldn't wast the time, or money!
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