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Paranormal
Erotic Romance
Ménage
ebook
isbn: 978-1-60767-101-5 |
Cyra's
Cyclopes
published
by Tease Publishing
Love is complicated and can happen in
the most unlikely places.
Cyclopes are giants, mean and set in their
ways, and Agres, Steropes and Brontes are no exception.
They have existed forever and see no reason to change. One night,
they meet the stunning Cyra and everything as they know it is forever changed.
They flounder for solid footing and eventually find level ground where
the brothers are content having a lover in their lives then they discover their
lover is going to leave them for the deity of agriculture she is devoted to
serving.
Working through the rare feelings of fear,
they finally grasp what they never thought would happen to them, actually
happened. They are in love, deeply
and wholeheartedly, with Cyra. Desperate
not to lose her, the normally self-assured but reserved trio bands together and
are ready to fight for her love.
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Excerpt
“Careful,
guys. We want to finish the bolts
for Zeus without any mishaps. He
wants to celebrate the return of his sons’, Castor and Pollux, in a big way
and that can’t be done if someone gets hurt.”
Hephaestus’s voice boomed throughout the forge.
He was a good boss and they liked their work, but Brontes knew his
brothers, like him, weren’t focusing on completing the task at hand.
The job they chose to do was dangerous and required their undivided
attention, except right then, their minds were closed to everything except their
woman.
The
day was hot and even hotter in their workshop, which was one of the reasons why
they only wore thick leather aprons, gloves and boots for protection.
It didn’t help matters that the forge wasn’t particularly large. The
crude space was filled with fiery pits, massive boiling cauldrons, and the four
large men intent on their duties made it feel even smaller and hotter.
None of their tasks were quiet either.
Banging, clanging, sizzling, and pounding all were necessary in them
building quality bolts of lightning with sufficient noise for the God of Sky and
Thunder to be proud to throw. It was
an intense job, full of risks, and they were the only Cyclopes who could and
would do it. A mixture of what was
in their soul and their emotions played a big part in what they added to the raw
steel rods Hephaestus produced and the potential for disaster became even higher
when they were in a mentally unstable position.
Even
though he didn’t need to vocalize thunder to add it to each strip of metal,
his throat still burned from the effort he put into each one he constructed.
Pulling the latest bolt from his personal cauldron filled with boiling
oil and the essence of his personification, thunder, he walked over to the
drying rack, and took a moment to see how his brother around the corner from him
was doing. Steropes who added
flashes of light to each bolt, occasionally flickered, but still looked to be in
control. With heavily gloved hands,
he picked up a raw bolt from where they waited to be enhanced, and walked a
different way back to his vat to check out his other brother.
One look at Arges and he knew he’d found the reason for their boss’s
concern. He was the sibling who made
the bolts brighter and, as he stood working at his fiery iron tub, he was
glowing like a lit lantern.
Brontes
knew his brother wasn’t in a good place mentally and they had to do something
to pull him from the path he was currently on as it led to a potentially tragic
end.
They
prided themselves on holding their special qualities in control.
Thunder, lightning, and brightening were traits humans and many immortals
couldn’t deal with in a raw state, but they could.
When they’d first started working with Heph, the four of them had
settled on a routine, and it helped them establish a controlled environment to
enable productivity. There had never
been any problems, but then again, they’d never been in love, nor were they
prepared for the upheaval it caused in their lives.
The noise of the workshop was so loud, Brontes knew if he managed to
shout a warning, it wouldn’t be heard by the others.
Quickly, but with care, he made his was to their boss’s side, and let
him know there was a big problem brewing.
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