Open House: Pool of Souls…with Krystal Shannon
I have to start out by apologizing to Krystal, because I was supposed to have her blog post up on Saturday but life got in the way. She’s here now, though, and I’m very excited. Check out her new book, Open House: Pool of Souls. It looks awesome, and I guarantee the excerpt at the end will change the way you look at edamame forever!
Peace,
Liv
The start of something great!
I’m so excited to be touring for Open House: Pool of Souls. My muse really stepped up and accepted the challenge of creating a world for Aphrodite as well as the contemporary love story (and many more to come) to go along with it. Even though Aphrodite is a common tie to matchmaking or love matches, my muse felt like the Goddess of Love needed an extra little something something to really stand out. After hours of research, I stumbled upon some old documentation that there were two Aphrodites in the Greek mythos –an upper and a lower. One was the daughter of the Titans and the other was the daughter of the Olympian Zeus! That was all it took. What if Aphrodite was the only Titan left on Mt. Olympus? What if she was so vital to the world that they weren’t able to banish her like all the other Titans? Pool of Souls was born from those two questions.
Pool of Souls Mythos
Long ago the Titans ruled the world. When their children took power, most Titans were killed or banished forever. Aphrodite was the only Titan allowed to coexist on Mt. Olympus with the new Greek gods and goddesses. She was allowed to stay, because like it or not, she could not be banished or killed without destroying the entire human race.
Before Gaia disappeared deep into a secret part of the earth, she brought Aphrodite out of the sea, creating her from a piece of her murdered husband. She connected her daughter to humanity so intrinsically that Aphrodite could never be lost. Her precious daughter would be treasured and revered by humanity for all eternity as the Goddess of Love.
Aphrodite balances human love and passion. Her mother gifted her with the ability to track soul mates through the centuries and guide the immortal souls of humans to their eternal mates. Gaia also gave her a special pool to house and keep the soul mates safe.
These are her stories….
Intrinsically woven into the fabric of human existence, Aphrodite, Titan Goddess of Love and Passion, dedicates herself to matching soul mates.
Rebecca Carol and Robert Corvin missed their original chance to bond when Ares, God of War, took control of Robert’s career ten years ago. Their souls have naturally pulled them back together for a second chance at love, but… How far will the gods go to get their own way?
Will divine influence create another perfect match or will it tear them apart forever?
Excerpt:
Rebecca opened the bag of takeout and handed Robert his box of lo mein while she went looking for her edamame and salt. She grabbed a mini eggroll and popped it into her mouth. The fried crispy pork and veggie flavors were heaven in her mouth. She moaned in satisfaction. The beans were at the bottom of the sack. She pulled out the box and popped open the little container of salt.
“Good?” Robert asked before shoveling a bite of noodles into his mouth.
“Delicious. Want one?” Rebecca held out another mini egg roll. Robert shook his head. She shrugged and popped it into her mouth as well. He chuckled.
“What if I changed my mind?”
“It’s too late now, genius; I swallowed it.” Rebecca laughed and broke open an edamame bean. She licked the salt off the pod and sucked the three little soybeans into her mouth. When she glanced up from her food, she couldn’t help but smirk. Robert had frozen in place, chopsticks midway to his mouth, and was just watching her eat. His brown eyes had darkened, and he was looking at her as though she were dinner instead of the lo mein.
“Are you okay?” she asked cautiously, the corners of her mouth still turned up in a smirk.
“I don’t think you’re going to be finishing that food right now.”
“Really?” Rebecca set her paper box of edamame on the floor. “Why not?”
Robert carefully placed his box to the side. He pushed her food out of the way and grabbed the edge of the cushion she was sitting on. The pillow slid easily on the hardwood floor.
“I need to kiss you.”
Thank you so much for hosting me!
Hugs,
Krystal Shannan
Krystal Shannan is a born, raised, and current TEXAN. She is married to a wonderful man who supports her dream of writing and allows her to spend many evening and weekend hours glued to her laptop. During the day she moonlights as an elementary music teacher. In addition to a doting husband, a young daughter is also part of the picture and keeps her hopping! An ornery little Welsh Corgi completes the household.
Krystal has been writing stories since she could hold a pencil. She has always dreamed of writing romance and sharing the “movies in her head” with the world. If she’s not writing, she’s reading –historical, paranormal, action, adventure –anything she can get her hands on that ends with a Happily Ever After!
