Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
After hearing news that other demigods had found earthbound mates, Timber (son of Chloris, goddess of flowers and new growth) made the journey from the Elysian Fields with hopes of finding his true love. Upon their meeting, he comes face to face with hardship and danger greater than either of them could have imagined, but also a love that blooms more beautifully than the gardens of the gods.
**This insta-love, quick-read M/M romance is full of sweetness, steam, and a hint of danger. It contains no cliffhangers or cheating, and a very happy HEA!
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Prologue
Jersey
“What am I doing wrong?” I asked myself for probably the hundredth time over the past few weeks. And just like the first ninety-nine times, I had no answer.
I’d lived on this farm my whole life, just like many generations of my family who came before me. For over thirty years, I worked alongside my father, who taught me how to care for the land. As soon as I could walk, I was planting seeds, tilling the soil, and harvesting crops. I knew this land. But I had no name for this.
While there had been some lean years when production wasn’t what we hoped for, I had never seen anything like what lay before me; huge sections of blackened earth, as if it had been charred by fire.
But I knew that was impossible; living on this farmland, I would have seen the flames and smelled the smoke. I would have had to take action to put the flames out. A fire causing this damage was out of the question, as was everything else I could think of.
All I had was a mystery, and ever-growing concern. If I didn’t figure out the cause soon, it would be too late. All of my crops would die, and I would lose my home, my livelihood, and my family’s legacy. I need help.
Chapter One
Timber
I sighed as water trickled from my watering can to the soil of the fern hanging from my porch. Sure, I could enrich the dirt and grow my plants with a simple snap of my fingers, but something about caring for them by hand soothed my soul. Or at least, it usually did.
But today, and for the past couple of weeks, I just felt…off. Like I had an itch at the back of my brain that I just couldn’t scratch. At first, I thought it was my body signaling to me that it was time to move on. Since I’d come to Earth from the Elysian Fields, I rarely stayed in one place longer than a few months. It was impossible for someone to find what they were searching for if they weren’t actually moving and searching.
But for nearly a year, I’d called Rose Valley my home. I was surrounded by beautiful rolling hills, rich soil, plenty of sunshine, and smiling faces when I went into town. There was nothing here not to love. The only thing I was missing was the thing that brought me here in the first place, and that was love. Like many other demigods, after hearing news that the sons of Poseidon, Hades, and Ares had found earthbound mates, I rushed here myself in hopes of finding the same.
And so, I traveled the world, helping the land and people who cared for it along the way, all while searching for my other half. As much as I loved this area, I craved my soulmate more, and I knew it was time to move on. But for some reason, the thought caused sourness in my stomach. And that feeling is what kept me here for so long.
I emptied the rest of my water onto the beautiful red hibiscus flowers that lined my porch. When I first moved into the rental home, the garden was neglected, lifeless, and shriveling. With some tender loving care, I’d brought it back to full blooming glory. I didn’t take the easy way out by using my gifts or powers. There was something special about using patience and gentility to assist the earth to do what it does best. Seeing the flora reawaken and thrive was the greatest reward I could imagine.
But reviving flowers by hand took time. So why were these red petals now becoming more vibrant before my eyes? Why were they fully unfurling, nearly doubling in size? It wasn’t just the hibiscus; all of the plants surrounding me brightened, vibrating in the soil.
My ears perked at a crunching sound in the distance. I looked towards the noise to find a blue pickup truck coming down my gravel drive. I didn’t know anyone who drove that kind of vehicle. I didn’t recognize the license plate or the face behind the windshield. My brain didn't know this person, but my soul did.