Titans Series

For ninety-nine years, Halie has sought her destined mate on land, in order to fulfill an ancient prophecy and save her people's future. With each failure, she returns to her parents' kingdom under the sea, to find comfort with her best friend and lover, Delphinos. Delphinos would do anything to ensure Halie's happiness, but he knows she belongs with him. Watching her lose herself time and again, while she searches for her future, is more than he can bear. When the sea witch tells her she'll find The One on her next trip ashore, Halie is forced to choose between the good of her people and the love of her life. And Delphinos has no intention of making her choice any easier.

Millennia—that's how long Pherusa has mourned her lost love. And now her lovely, ingenious, stubborn Titan is miraculously back, but thinks she betrayed him to Zeus. Which she'd never do. This is their chance for a happy-ever-after, and he's wasting it. Ugh. Infuriating male. But when he looks at her, she catches glimpses of the man he used to be. And when he touches her, there's no doubt he still cares. * Millennia—that's what Pherusa's betrayal cost Prometheus. Millennia beneath the cold, dark sea, with nothing but revenge fantasies keeping him company. Now he's finally free to take her from the sea kingdom and make her his. And listen to her swear she had nothing to do with his capture. And keep her safe. And feed her tasty Modern-Greek cuisine. Wait. He's not still in love with her, is he?

For an eternity, Hyperion has been locked in stasis, watching life pass him by. The past couple of years, specifically, he—a once omnipotent Titan—has been relegated to being part of a hotel room's Chaos-blasted decor. Worse, he's lost all hope that's ever going to change.  Until a mortal woman's touch awakens him... one body part at a time.  Okay, so Olivia thought he was a statue, and only meant to dust him, but now he's flesh again, he's not letting her get away. And not only because the uninvited son of an Olympian claims Hyperion needs to bond with Olivia, to keep from unraveling and destroying all creation.

For the six months since he was fished out of the sea, the only bright spots in Atlas' still, lifeless existence are the moments the beautiful museum guard comes to talk to what she believes is his statue. After hundreds of centuries in stasis, he regains control of his body, to save Iphigenia—a mortal of no significance in the grand scheme of things.  Why does he need to protect her? Why does every inch of his body ache to touch her?  Oh right. Because apparently, she's his soulmate. And he needs to bond with her, or boomgoes the known universe.

Earth fills Epimetheus' mouth. Covers his eyes. Clings to his body. His brother buried him alive? Epimetheus will have his vengeance. Destroy everyone who takes Kronos' side. Like the mortal female gawking at Epimetheus while he digs his way out of the ground. She's a tasty-looking morsel, but the voice in his head says she's his enemy. Not his voice, not his problem. He'll make her his, and save the world in the process. Because that's how this Titan rolls. * A naked guy literally crawls out of a hole in front of Elpida, and if she isn't mistaken, tells her in Ancient Greek that he's Prometheus' brother, Epimetheus. Her precognition gift—curse?—could at least warn her when things like this are about to happen. Oh wait. She's getting something now. A vision of loving Epimetheus and dying. Is it a glimpse of a future she can't change, or a past hidden from her? With the fate of the universe in the balance, can Elpida resist a Titan set on claiming her? More importantly, does she want to?