Neon Gods (Dark Olympus, #1)

by Katee Robert

To Erin and Melody—your podcast has brought me so much joy over the last few years, and I hope Hades’s boastful floors give you a little joy in return.

“Mother…” “Oh, relax. You’re so tense. Trust me, girls. I know best.”

She is now Mother Gothel in my mind… cut her daughter’s hair so she shrivels and dies.

Dionysus probably started the night with a suit, but he’s down to a white V-neck and there is a ball of wadded-up cloth on my kitchen island that’s no doubt his jacket and shirt.

He is now Fitzpatrick in my mind.

Hermes snorts. “You look like death.” “You’re to blame. Who drinks wine after whiskey? Villains, that’s who.”

Truth.

“Zeus was a monster. I’m not going to pretend that murder is the right way to solve a problem, but do you honestly think he wouldn’t have killed you if he had a chance? There are so many deaths to lay at his feet. I’m sorry that you have to bear the burden of his, but I’m not sorry he’s dead.”

“Do you love me more than you love your precious floors?”

3.0 / 5.0 this was fine. I won’t be reading anymore and I won’t be able to read less. Whatever, it filled the time and let me know to stop now…