A Touch of Darkness (Hades & Persephone, #1)

by Scarlett St. Clair

Hades offered a humorless laugh. “Because passion doesn’t need love, darling.”

“Jealous?” He stalked toward her. “That…leech… touched you after you told him not to. I have sent souls to Tartarus for less.”

“You might believe this was a mistake,” he said, and she paused but didn’t turn to look at him. “But you want me. I was inside you. I tasted you. That is a truth you will never escape.”

“Perhaps not yet. But your colors, they’re all tangled up. They have been since the night I met you.” “Colors?” “Your paths,” Sybil said. “You and Hades—it was destiny, woven by the Fates.”

“I said I would be a generous lover, not a kind one.”

“Still, don’t you think that’s romantic?” Persephone paused and turned to face the girl. “He listened. There’s nothing romantic about that.”

The girl blinked, confused. Persephone explained, “I’m not interested in romanticizing Hades for doing something all men should be doing.”