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“I'm NEVER making it up.”
Cleolinda Jones

Jen Calonita
“In the last few years, Meg had been to hell and back- literally. She'd sold her soul to the god of the Underworld and spent her days and nights fulfilling Hades's every demand. While she still walked in the land of the living, her life was no longer her own.
Meeting Hercules had awoken something in her. Honestly, she wasn't sure what that something was, but she knew it felt important. Why else would she have leaped in front of a falling pillar to save him, causing her own demise in the process? That moment, and Wonder Boy's rescue of her afterward, was a blur now, like so many nightmares she tried hard to forget. The next thing she remembered was air filling her lungs as if she'd held her breath underwater for too long. Then there had been a crack of lightning, a flurry of clouds, and she and Wonder Boy were being whisked into the heavens toward Mount Olympus.”
Jen Calonita, Go the Distance

Lynne Ewing
“I’ve missed you,” she admitted at last, enjoying the phosphorescent beauty of the waves and the rhythmic roar of surf coming to shore.
“I know,” he said as if he had always known her true feelings hidden under her distrust and anger. He cupped her face tenderly between his hands.
She closed her eyes and let him enter her mind, then he drew her back into his. The hypnotic trance feeling of being in his memories took over, and she relived what he had done during the time they had been separated, his remembrances now her own. She felt his anguish the night he had turned back to the Atrox and saw clearly that it had been the only way he could save her from Lambert. She shuddered, finally understanding the depth of the sacrifice he had made for her. As hard as the memory was to see, she knew living it had been immeasurably worse for him.
“Thank you,” she whispered, overwhelmed, and knew at once that he had always been nearby, watching over her. Those dreamworld visits had not been illusions. He had come to her at night.”
Lynne Ewing, Possession