Nike’s Diary #1 – The Gift

I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. Looking up, it was Mistress Moxie; she took up my hand. Leaning my head toward her, she whispered, “Don’t worry. It will be alright.” […]


Catching Fire, Part II

I was finding it harder and harder to disagree with Prometheus. Everything he was saying made sense, whereas my conversations with Father only left me with more questions. […]


Mocking Icarus, Part II

She smirks. “I thought you wanted me to keep my mouth shut.” “Oh, just spill it. You clearly have something you want to say.” “Heph left a week ago for Crete. He hasn’t come back.” […]


Catching Fire, Part I

I used to watch you run. The wolves would be after you, or the lions, or the ten thousand things my brother gave exceptional abilities to. They would chase you, and some of you would die, but the others, you kept running. […]


Mocking Icarus, Part I

Moxie looked like I was saving her from torture. I assumed the Goddesses would get along pretty well if they all lived in Olympus, but that didn’t appear to be true. […]


Night at the Noxbury, Part II

From the very moment I learned of a club, I wanted to go to it. This bizarre combination of carnal pleasures and chastity made it sound like an orgy with ones clothes on, and you did not disappoint. The moment I was through the doors, I knew I was in over my head, but I wasn’t going to back down. I hadn’t escaped from Tartarus to watch others have all the fun. […]


Gifts for Gods

Hera had Warden Hades teach me the basics of internet searches, which meant some poor soul in Tartarus got a reprieve to walk me through the basics. Gods never do anything if they can make someone else do it. […]