Author: Tellulah Darling
Title: A Date of Godlike Proportions
Series: The Blooming Goddess Trilogy #2.5
Publication date: December 20th 2013
Publisher: Te Da Media
Genres: Comedy, Mythology, Young Adult
Synopsis
There’s bound to be pressure when it takes 2500 years to get to a second date. Which is exactly why Theo Rockman, a.k.a. Prometheus, would rather not go. With his best friend gravely injured and the fate of humanity still on the line, Theo has all sorts of creative excuses to avoid dating swoon-worthy god and love of his life, Hephaestus.
YA romantic comedy gets an epic mythological twist in the free (at select retailers) short story A Date of Godlike Proportions (The Blooming Goddess Trilogy Book 2.5). Being human hasn’t killed Theo, but this date just might.
Excerpt
Great. The cavalry had arrived. I flicked my gaze over to my other best friend Hannah, staring at me incredulously from her position in the doorway, where she had joined Festos.
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About the Author
Tellulah Darling
noun
1. YA Novelist
2. Alter ego of former screenwriter and instructor
3. Sassy minx
Geeks out over: cool tech.
Squees for: great storytelling.
Delights in: fabulous conversation.
Writes about: where love meets comedy. Awkwardness ensues.
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Title: A Date of Godlike Proportions
Series: The Blooming Goddess Trilogy #2.5
Publication date: December 20th 2013
Publisher: Te Da Media
Genres: Comedy, Mythology, Young Adult
Synopsis
There’s bound to be pressure when it takes 2500 years to get to a second date. Which is exactly why Theo Rockman, a.k.a. Prometheus, would rather not go. With his best friend gravely injured and the fate of humanity still on the line, Theo has all sorts of creative excuses to avoid dating swoon-worthy god and love of his life, Hephaestus.
YA romantic comedy gets an epic mythological twist in the free (at select retailers) short story A Date of Godlike Proportions (The Blooming Goddess Trilogy Book 2.5). Being human hasn’t killed Theo, but this date just might.
Excerpt
Great. The cavalry had arrived. I flicked my gaze over to my other best friend Hannah, staring at me incredulously from her position in the doorway, where she had joined Festos.
Festos patted Hannah on the shoulder
affectionately before edging past her to leave.
I reluctantly tore my eyes from his
retreating figure to meet her bemused gaze.
Allies. That’s what I needed. “There’s too
much at stake right now—like your future for
example—for us to be going out on a—”
She flapped a hand at me. “Get dressed.”
I looked down at what I was wearing. Which
was basically what I always wore. A long-sleeved black T-shirt and baggy black
pants. “I’m dressed.”
Hannah rolled her eyes. “Pierce,” she called
out.
Her boyfriend trotted into the room at her
call. “Yeah, love?”
Hannah pointed to a spot in front of me.
“Stand there and look pretty, so this idiot gets the picture.”
Pierce nodded. He got into position and,
with a toss of his blond tousled head, adopted the most pouty model boy
expression imaginable. He winked at me, obviously amused.
Hannah blinked at him. “Whoa. That’s pretty
… pretty.”
“Down, Saul,” I said. “Besides, he’s the God
of Love. I’m sure there’s some kind of inherent pretty built into his DNA. With
me?” I cast a skeptical look down at myself. “Festos knows what he’s getting.”
Pierce pulled up a desk chair and turned it
around to straddle it.
Hannah kicked my legs away so she could sit
down on the bed next to Sophie. She picked her friend’s hand up to clasp
between her own. Her lip quivered as she stared at her friend but she quickly
replaced any concern with a determined glare my way.
She crossed her legs and leaned forward
toward me. “Have you seen that boy’s room? It’s like a hurricane went off in
there. He’s going nuts trying to find the perfect outfit for this special event
and you can’t even get changed?” She tucked a strand of her blond hair behind
her ear.
I swung my head in Sophie’s direction. “Did
you not notice your bestie lying there unconscious?”
Her hand tightened on Sophie’s. “Don’t be an
idiot. Or drag Soph into this. We’re here. Nothing else is going to happen to her. She needs to heal. And don’t pull
any of that ‘fate of the universe’ crap either. It’s one night. So, next
excuse. I’ll shoot that down too.”
I closed my eyes. There was silence for a
blessed moment.
“You feel guilty, don’t you?” She spoke
softly.
I shrugged, my eyes still closed.
I felt her make the sign of the cross over
me. “I absolve you of guilt, Prometheus.”
I gave a faint smile. “I’m not Catholic.”
“Well, I have no idea how to absolve a Greek
God.”
“Titan,” I murmured. “And I’m not even that
anymore.”
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Tellulah Darling
noun
1. YA Novelist
2. Alter ego of former screenwriter and instructor
3. Sassy minx
Geeks out over: cool tech.
Squees for: great storytelling.
Delights in: fabulous conversation.
Writes about: where love meets comedy. Awkwardness ensues.
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