Envy's Curse

By A.R. Von

For every gift there is a price, even for the gods. Medusa and Poseidon have nurtured their secret love for one another for years, until one fateful day, they succumb. But for that moment of bliss, the price is steep indeed. Can Poseidon save the woman he loves from a curse that will mean death to them both?

• Language: English
• Publisher: A.R. Von
• Release date: Jul 2, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311625144

A.R. Von

A.R. is an animal lover who was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She’s a mother of two entertaining boys (as well as a large menagerie of pets, all of which she considers her babies.) She’s also a wife to a delightfully handsome, amazingly supportive and outrageously funny man-beast who wants nothing more than to see her dreams thrive. A.R. loves tattoos as well as anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time, she enjoys playing with her babies, exercising, writing, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and reading. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book! She writes to free her mind of its constant wandering and clutter. She thrives on the fact she can share it with readers that have the same passion for a great escape from everyday life. She also loves to hear from her reader's and chat away, so feel free to reach out to her any time. https://www.facebook.com/ARVon2

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Envy’s Curse

By

A.R. Von

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Copyright© 2015 Dream Z Dragon Publishing

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PROLOGUE

Many know of the unlimited power of the Gods and Goddesses, those born of Athens, Greece. Each and every one of them has a story, some countless stories collected throughout time and all are itching to be told. What many do not know of are the deeply hidden events of these entities. Many of the events, antics and happenings would cause a whore to blush, some would frighten the most seasoned warrior and others would melt the hearts of those who enjoy a great love story, like butter over a heated pot.

There are events that happened before these deities came into their full power. Such incredible, unimaginable power, as well as an everlasting life, given to them only by drinking the nectar of the Gods, the sweet Ambrosia which one can only obtain in the home of the Gods and Goddesses, from the Gods and Goddesses themselves.

This delicious ambrosia is a beverage which all the deities must forever consume to come into and maintain their long lives, as well as their power. It is a choice, for most. Others are stuck with the decision their powerful parents thrust upon them. Those are stories for another time. Now, it’s time for a story of love, lust, envy and a battle to retain the adoration of your chosen.

For instance, no one knows of the real story of the rare beauty known as Medusa, the youngest granddaughter to Oceanus, God of the ocean and Gaea, the Goddess of earth. The female who existed in the shadows of her two sisters—Euryale and Stheno—well, at least that’s how she felt a majority of her life, an empty life lingering in the background. Just a shadow to the two beauties known as her sisters…

The true reality is that she didn’t even realize how coveted she is. She has no idea how many worship the ground she walks on, dream to even touch the air she breaths and to own all items she touches in her path day by day. She’s completely oblivious to the fact that she’s such a hot commodity, desired by all the men with functioning cocks in her homeland, the city of Athens. For there were even those who no longer have a functioning member wanting to possess her, even if just to gaze at her beauty and listen to her melodic voice until their dying breaths.

Read on for the story of Medusa and her love for one male. The only man she ever truly desired to give herself to. The one male she forever planned to pleasure and love. Poseidon, the one and only deity who ever truly knew how to pleasure and satisfy her.

Read on to discover how love, even a cursed love, can truly conquer all. Even when cursed by the hands of a disgruntled God or Goddess…

CHAPTER ONE

***Medusa***

"He’s looking at me again, Arachne. Do you see?"

Arachne looks all around without trying to hide the fact that she’s looking for something or someone. She does a full body turn and stops to stare.

I feel my face heat up in embarrassment. I should know better by now than to share my excitement with her. She tends to make it not so exciting. Making it to be more of a horror than a thrill as it should be actually.

I’ve loved Poseidon for more years than I’d like to admit. Yes I do mean love, not a crush or an infatuation. I’m holding my virginity for him and only him. That is if I can only get him to give me the time of day. Then, I might actually have him as mine…

Just looking at him right now, even briefly, sends forbidden tingles throughout my body. He’s the most handsome male I’ve ever laid my eyes on. He’s so tall, with the darkest hair I’ve ever seen. His face is so full of expression when helping another, carrying a conversation and even when he’s deep in thought. He has muscles on top of muscles and a dimpled smile that makes me weak at the knees.

Then, there’s the way he carries himself. He’s so very confident and sure, as if he’s a god who can’t be touched by any other. Indestructible, confidence oozes out of his pores. At the same time, he’s caring, giving, kind, thoughtful and helpful. I’ve seen him rescue animals from dangerous situations many times throughout the years. He’s given families that are in dire need food, clothing and shelter. Poseidon even collects from those who have food, clothing and other necessities in abundance. Then he distributes it amongst the needy.

He has looks and a golden heart. A definite dream come true.

"Medusa, there are about eight men looking at you right now and only you, right this very moment. I’ve no idea which one you’re boasting about. But I do hope it’s not that curd Hades. He creeps me out."

I let loose a sigh of annoyance. I know she’s curious about Hades. She just might even have what one would call…a secret crush on him. Though, she’ll never admit to it, of course. She’s actually quite harsh to the poor guy. She treats him as if he’s a pest that will not quit in its persistent to taunt and harass you by buzzing in your ear relentlessly. I can see he has interest in her as well, but I also see he has interest in me, as well as quite a few of the other local females.

I’ve not paid much mind to his antics and attempts to get my attention though. Adorably pathetic attempts as they are. Even if he is a bit handsome, desirable even. He’s not the one for me. He’s also the one male who is always beside my true desire, Poseidon. They are not often very far from one another since they were just young boys.

I’ve not shown even a speckle of interest in anyone, including him with fear of losing Poseidon from my sight forever. He’s who I crave—only him.

Arachne on the other hand, does pay mind to Hades’ jokes and feeble attempts at flirtation. I think she falls deeper with each attempt, even when it’s not directed at her. I don’t have the heart to mention any of this to her though. She seems happy with the little tidbits of attention she receives and there’s no harm in it, I hope. So, I leave it be. I wouldn’t want to be the one to ruin someone’s hopes or dreams.

"No, I’m not speaking of Hades, woman! You should know me better than that by now. I’m speaking of the one and only male I always speak of; nothing has changed within the last twenty-four hours. I shake my head and glare at her annoyingly, only briefly so she sees I mean it. My glare quickly turns to a smile when I think of him again. Do you think he thinks of me as I think of him?"

Arachne releases a groan of frustration as usual when I ask the same question. Or any question about him.

I know she’s tired of my pining over Poseidon, my constant conversations, hopes and dreams. But it cannot be helped. My attraction for him runs soul deep. So very deep, I even dream about him doing many forbidden things to my body, with my body and within my body that I hope to one day make permissible to him, only him. Not in any dream, but in our everyday reality.

"I don’t know Medusa and to be honest, I don’t care. He’s not spoken to you and I’ve never noticed him looking at you in the way you’d like him to. I’ve never seen him look at you in any way actually. That’s all I got for you in