Scarlett St. Clair's Blog, page 32
March 2, 2020
Why are you using the Lore olympus tags for your own retelling? Try standing out and be your own so you make a difference
Because I think people who like Lore Olympus would like my book.
March 1, 2020
His eyes grew darker and a strange feeling pervade the air—it was heavy, heated, and spiced. It made...
His eyes grew darker and a strange feeling pervade the air—it was heavy, heated, and spiced. It made her chest feel heavy, restricting her breath.
“May I join you?” His voice was deep and sultry.
Persephone’s brain short-circuited. He meant in the pool. Naked. Where only water would provide cover. She found herself nodding, and she wondered briefly if she had gone insane having been in the water too long, but there was a part of her that burned so hot for this god she would do anything to sate the flame, even if it meant testing it.
February 25, 2020
The silence on the floor of Nevernight was tangible. It set heavy on her shoulders and pressed...
The silence on the floor of Nevernight was tangible. It set heavy on her shoulders and pressed against her ears, and when his voice erupted, burning away the quiet, it promised pain.
She could already feel her heartbreaking.
February 23, 2020
February 22, 2020
Consequences for Gods? No, daughter, there are none
Consequences for Gods?
No, daughter, there are none
February 16, 2020
As she spoke his expression melted from concern into a mask of indifference. It was a strategic move...
As she spoke his expression melted from concern into a mask of indifference. It was a strategic move in poker—a way to deceive another player by concealing feelings. But this wasn’t a game, and Persephone knew deep down that it was just Hades’ way of preparing to tell her he couldn’t help.
