Once a Myth (Goddess Isles, #1)

by Pepper Winters

My island, where I was the law-maker and ruler. Where I played gods and monsters with goddesses who loved me. Wanted me. Served me. Who spent their immortality shackled and subservient at my feet.

We think death is unthinkable because we’re special.” He swiped a hand through his dark, bronze-tipped hair. “We’re not special.” His lips curved into an icy, heartless smile. “We’re just monsters with the ability to speak. Monsters who pay any price to be free.”

I might drink from the poisoned well and somehow have my morals and self-worth stripped, leaving me a horny, helpless woman, who daydreamed about a monster who ought to be shot.