(The Blooming Goddess Trilogy #1)
Publication date: April 1st 2013
Genres: Fantasy, Mythology,
Synopsis:
Sixteen-year-old Sophie Bloom wishes she’d been taught the following:
a) Bad boy’s presence (TrOuBlE) + teen girl’s brain (DraMa) = TrAuMa (Highly unstable and very volatile.)
b) The Genus Greekulum Godissimus is notable for three traits: 1) awesome abilities, 2) grudges, and 3) hook-ups, break-ups, and in-fighting that puts cable to shame.
Prior to the Halloween dance, Sophie figures her worst problems involve adolescent theatrics, bitchy teen yoga girls, and being on probation at her boarding school for mouthy behaviour. Then she meets bad boy Kai and gets the kiss that rocks her world.
Literally.
This breath stealing lip lock reawakens Sophie’s true identity: Persephone, Goddess of Spring. She’s key to saving humanity in the war between the Underworld and Olympus, target numero uno of Hades and Zeus, and totally screwed.
Plus there’s also the little issue that Sophie’s last memory as Persephone was just before someone tried to murder her.
Big picture: master her powers, get her memories back, defeat Persephone’s would be assassin, and save the world. Also, sneak into the Underworld to retrieve stolen property, battle the minions of Hades and Zeus, outwit psycho nymphs, slay a dragon, rescue a classmate, keep from getting her butt expelled from the one place designed to keep her safe …
… and stop kissing Kai, Prince of the Underworld.
My Ex From Hell is a YA romantic comedy, Greek mythology smackdown. Love meets comedy with a whole lot of sass in book one of this teen fantasy romance series. Compared to Kai and Sophie, Romeo and Juliet had it easy.
a) Bad boy’s presence (TrOuBlE) + teen girl’s brain (DraMa) = TrAuMa (Highly unstable and very volatile.)
b) The Genus Greekulum Godissimus is notable for three traits: 1) awesome abilities, 2) grudges, and 3) hook-ups, break-ups, and in-fighting that puts cable to shame.
Prior to the Halloween dance, Sophie figures her worst problems involve adolescent theatrics, bitchy teen yoga girls, and being on probation at her boarding school for mouthy behaviour. Then she meets bad boy Kai and gets the kiss that rocks her world.
Literally.
This breath stealing lip lock reawakens Sophie’s true identity: Persephone, Goddess of Spring. She’s key to saving humanity in the war between the Underworld and Olympus, target numero uno of Hades and Zeus, and totally screwed.
Plus there’s also the little issue that Sophie’s last memory as Persephone was just before someone tried to murder her.
Big picture: master her powers, get her memories back, defeat Persephone’s would be assassin, and save the world. Also, sneak into the Underworld to retrieve stolen property, battle the minions of Hades and Zeus, outwit psycho nymphs, slay a dragon, rescue a classmate, keep from getting her butt expelled from the one place designed to keep her safe …
… and stop kissing Kai, Prince of the Underworld.
My Ex From Hell is a YA romantic comedy, Greek mythology smackdown. Love meets comedy with a whole lot of sass in book one of this teen fantasy romance series. Compared to Kai and Sophie, Romeo and Juliet had it easy.
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Excerpt:
When
the going gets desperate, the desperate send email
To:
????
From: bloomingoddess@gmail.com Subject: Seriously?
Dear
Your Royal Imperialness Demeter, Goddess of Grain and Fertility,
Preserver of Marriage, and Bringer of Seasons,
Or
can I just call you Mom?
Bet
you never thought you’d be hearing from me. Sorry for not having
written sooner, but until about twelve hours ago, I didn’t know you
existed. Nothing personal.
See,
yesterday, I was plain old Sophie Bloom. My life sucked in your
typical 16-year-old ways. I was stuck here at Hope Park Progressive
School on probation again
(“mouthy
behavior”), dealing with cliquish poseurs, rampant hormones, blah
blah blah.
Then
I met a guy. I know that’s the worst cliché ever. But sadly, it’s
true. And of course, me being me, he couldn’t be just any bad boy.
No. He had to be Kai, son of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. Anyway,
he was really hot and there was this bone-melting kiss and ...
whatever. The point is, before he showed up, I thought I was human.
Afterward, well, let’s just say everything changed. Who knew when I
was cramming Greek mythology for my English final, I was studying the
family tree?
They
say when you die, your whole life supposedly flashes before your
eyes. When Kai and I kissed, here’s what flashed before mine—Mount
Olympus, Zeus, the Underworld, Hades, and you. But that wasn’t my
life. Or was it?
Here’s
the Wiki version. (Do you have Wi-Fi on Mt. Olympus?) Turns out I’m
Persephone. Me, Goddess of Spring and Embodiment of Earth’s
Fertility? Ew! Which makes me your kid, Hades’ target, and totally
screwed. In the myth version, I’m the innocent maiden, you’re the
grieving mother, and we’re reunited with great joy. Guess that’s
why they call it a myth.
I
know I sound like a nut bar. And maybe I’ll wake up in a padded
room restrained for my own safety. But in that moment with Kai, it
felt real.
Like I knew who I was. Or used to
be.
Those were my
memories
flashing before my eyes—not some fantasy or hallucination. Part of
me remembered those moments. But where do I go from here? And is
there an online tutorial I can take?
I
don’t exactly have your email. But if you’re a goddess, maybe
you’ll know I’m writing. That I really need my mom right now. And
if not—well, I guess I’ll save this for my obituary. Which I’ll
probably need pretty soon because of the gods-wanting-me-dead thing.
Take
care.
Sophie
a.k.a. Persephone
a.k.a. Goddess of Spring a.k.a.
Your Daughter
Guest Post: 10 Things You Didn't Know About Tellulah Darling
1)
I am too lazy to learn songs properly, choosing instead to just fit
whatever word seems closest to the phonetic sound I hear. This means
that nothing I sing makes any logical sense. However, they are all
wildly creative. Every once in a while I actually figure out what the
words are supposed to be and realize how much sense the song now
makes. What's funny is that there are certain songs I'm suck in a
perpetual loop with. I learn what they are, promptly forget and go
back to my nonsense, and then have that deja vu moment when I
understand them again. Maybe I was dropped on my head as a child.
2)
I love to travel but hate flying. As a result, I spent much of my
life gripping the arms of my airplane seat while whispering "please
don't fall" for hours on end. Happily, my doctor informed me a
couple years ago (while staring at me like I was an idiot upon
hearing how I coped) that since my way didn't work, I might want to
try drugs. Miracles of modern science, indeed!
3)
Speaking of travel–the first time I went to Italy, I was 15 yrs
old. We were in Heathrow waiting for our flight to Rome and I'd
fallen asleep stretched out across the chairs at the departure area.
I woke up to the sight of the Italian National Football (Soccer) team
seated around me. Even at that tender age, I was partial to that
particular flavour of man candy. So I shot up and might have tried to
shove my little brother under a seat in an attempt to look like a
worldly solo traveller. Yeah, right. I wish you all a similar wake up
call with *insert group of hot men of your choice*.
4)
I was a professional screenwriter for 12 years. Crazy things happen
in writers' rooms. On one of my favourite shows to work on, the
showrunner and I plotted out the entire season arc's battle using
Smurfs. This was for a kids' show. We'd renamed them with our
characters' names and did their voices and everything. On another,
not a kids' show, there was an actual meeting to discuss the star's
wife's Playboy photos. There can be this intimidating mystique around
film and television. Don't believe any of it.
5)
I forget that my husband is one of my followers on Twitter. This
leads to a lot of head shaking when I've been a bit too vigorous
discussing hot guys - fictional or otherwise and steamy reads. I try
to push the excuse that it's simply ways of interacting with social
media friends and readers. I think I’ve gotten
away
with it but I’m not sure because I am no longer able to make eye
contact with him.
6)
I hold a Masters' Degree in Film Theory. Yes, you read that right. In
watching movies. Okay, and criticizing them. Possibly the most
useless degree known to mankind. Not only that, I did my Master's
thesis on Gender and Spectatorship in the animation of Chuck Jones.
Which means that I watched Bugs Bunny Cartoons for two years. My
family despaired. They used to lie and say I was studying journalism.
I share this with you so that if your family gives you any grief
about your area of study, you can use me as an example of how it
could be so much worse. You're welcome.
7)
I think that the right shade of lipstick and a great head of hair can
be a woman's finest accessory. Who's with me here?
8)
I think the world needs more choreography. I have a constant
soundtrack in my head and like to tap dance my way through the day.
Which in my head comes off like a brilliant Gene Kelly-esque routine.
I take no responsibility for how it looks in reality. Obviously, you
all just need to see things in my special way.
9)
I love my Kindle because it allows me to read my steamy romances to
my heart's content without the constant judging I get from haters who
obviously are down on love. I've found that if I nod my head sagely
whilst reading, people think I'm engrossed in some deep literary
classic and perhaps feel bad for not reading such a weighty tome
themselves. I feel no guilt for this. I've had too many years of
snotty reactions to all the genre reading I've done.
10)
Since I write romantic comedies, I'll share a couple of my favs with
you. Book: Bet
Me by
Jennifer Crusie. This is the smexiest book around. (Ha - autocorrect
wanted it to be the smelliest book around.) Film: When
Harry Met Sally and
The
Princess Bride.
Don't make me choose. It could get ugly.
If
anyone wants to chat books, romcom or otherwise, let's friendvite on
Goodreads or email me on my site www.tellulahdarling.com.
AUTHOR BIO:
noun
Sassy girls. Swoony boys. What could go wrong?
1. YA romantic comedy author because her first kiss sucked and she's compensating.
2. Alter ego of former screenwriter.
3. Sassy minx.
Writes about: where love meets comedy. Awkwardness ensues.
Tellulah Darling is a firm believer that some of the best stories happen when love meets comedy. Which is why she has so much fun writing YA romantic comedy books. Her books span contemporary, teen fantasy romance, and YA Greek mythology, and range from stand alones to series. For Tellulah, teen romance is the most passionate, intense, and awkward there is – a comedy goldmine. Plus smart, mouthy, teen girls rock.
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