Succubus Games

By Lila Shaw

Willow has had centuries in Sisyphus Prison to reinforce the hard-learned lesson that the jealous and capricious Greek gods are not to be trifled with. There are only two ways out, and both require Willow to compete in the annual gladiator match. The winner is freed while the loser marches straight to Tartarus to become one of Hades’ concubines. Willow plans to press all her succubus charms into service to gain the upper hand against her opponent...until she discovers who he is.

Helveticus is a demi-god with a devilish plan of his own to win his freedom, a plan that begins with the seduction of his lush adversary. He is the last person Willow wishes to battle because she’s not sure whether she wants to kill him or kiss him. Only one can be crowned the victor. Who will win the war of body over heart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Oct 26, 2012
• ISBN: 9781771301480

Lila Shaw

Lila Shaw is a writer of erotica and erotic romance with a splash of humor and a dash of horror.

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Copyright© 2012 Lila Shaw

ISBN: 978-1-77130-148-0

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Editor: JS Cook

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DEDICATION

To my sista from another mista, Sandi—thanks for all the moral support. Love ya, girlie.

SUCCUBUS GAMES

Romance on the Go

Lila Shaw

Copyright © 2012

There are deities who may take you under their wings, making you their protégés of sorts. Form such associations with delicacy and caution for they are rarely for your long-term benefit. Jealousy amongst their kind when unleashed is frequently visited upon the innocent.

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Chapter One

I learned the hard way to stay out of fights that don't concern me. The memories of those you support are extremely short and those you oppose extremely long. And if they're petulant gods from Mount Olympus, well, you can kiss your ass goodbye.

Sisyphus Prison has been my home for centuries, and neither its landscape nor its inhabitants do much to recommend the place. A few are interesting fellows, who, like me, are only guilty of being caught between two bickering deities.

Every year the gods descend and watch our games, the highlight of which is this gladiator-type match where the winner is granted his or her freedom, and the loser is banished to Tartarus, the underworld of Hades. The wardens hold a lottery to determine the combatants. Competition to play in the Games of Sisyphus is fierce because anywhere, even the underworld, is better than Sisyphus.

Standing in the center square with hundreds of others, I rip open my envelope and stare at my ticket, number 1811. I lift my chin into the gentle breeze and smile to the heavens. 1811 is the date of the Games in reverse, surely a lucky omen. Thank you, Aphrodite, I whisper to my patroness, the goddess of love, though I doubt she’s listening.

Tyche hosts the lottery and chooses one lucky winner each year. She's the goddess of chance and fortune, and therefore deemed neutral and objective. Go figure. She doesn't like me though, not since I seduced one of her boy toys. He was a dud, so no huge loss on her part. But really, what did she expect when she sent him to rough me up over a little past due rent? I was, am, a succubus. Sex is my thing, what keeps me alive, and men are my utensils. Poor things don’t stand