Crítics Matiners

Imagine being the goddess of love. Now imagine being forced to marry the god of fire. Especially when you prefer his brother…

Goddess of love here, but you can call me Aphrodite, AKA the most beautiful being in history. So of course I was delighted when Zeus married me to the ugliest Olympian. The god of fire is nothing to look at and the permanent wound to his left leg hardly helps.

Adding insult to injury, this marriage is meant to be a punishment. Not to me, but to him! If only Zeus had hitched me to Ares instead. The god of war doesn’t have much upstairs, but there are compensations. Need I say more? And if my husband wants to spend all day at the forge, then he has only himself to blame…

Anyway, this book is the life and times of my other half, Hephaestus. So I’m portrayed in a less than flattering light. Expect to read all about the quest to find his father, how he created Pandora and some sort of receptacle (such a bad idea), and his not-so-secret affair with someone who couldn’t hold a candle to me. Oh, and he has mother issues like you wouldn’t believe!

If you enjoyed Mythos, Song of Achilles, Circe and Pandora’s Jar, then I suppose God of Fire will be right up your alley. But remember, you’re only hearing his side of the story.