Allow me to compel you into realms of my imagination. Allow me to take you on a journey, to a world of goddesses and demigods, of monsters and evil Regents, of prophecies and heroines/heroes.

In the beginning was a world ruled by Men, which was filled with wars and death. The tribulations of the Mortal realms came to the attention of the Greek gods and goddesses. Zeus (King of the Heavens) held a meeting in Olympus to end the sufferings of the mortals. But the devious Hera (Queen of the heavens) blamed Man for the destruction of the mortal realm. And when the gods were against it, Hera connived with other goddesses to make an elixir that transferred dominance to Women, causing a paradigm shift across the mortal realms. Then the goddesses dwelled in the mortal realms to teach and create fantastical cities, that is, until they vanished to the heavens. Then millions of years passed as mortals flourished in peace, before dark forces began rising.

A generation of teenagers: Chilton and Chilonis, Tiki and Rode, Lozen and Joanne are all descendants or legacies of these goddesses, who are determined to roam the perilous cities and battle evil and participate in a competition called the Heraen games: where the winners who find the ‘Urn of Nike’ lives and the losers die.

‘Daughters of Hera: legacies of goddesses’ is a YA/NA dark fantasy that combines Greek mythology with world building, and multi-characters, which would appeal to a broad audience among fans of George R. R Martin’s ‘Game of Thrones’ and Rick Riordan’s ‘Percy Jackson and the Olympians’ series respectively.

Daughters of Hera

“Are you angry, dear Ersa? Do you need a breast milk you big baby.” chuckled Lozen. “I'm just messing with you, that’s all.” 


“You're just annoying. And might I add a narcissistic jerk,” said Ersa, feeling a bit frustrated. 


“Oh! Grow up, I barely understand the words that come out of your mouth sometimes,” said Lozen. 


‘That's because your brain is . . .” 


“Let's go in, we're wasting time. You could get your fill of abusive words later,” 


‘Promise me something before we go.’ said Ersa, with a hint of sincerity in her voice. 


“What is it now, are we going to sing a lullaby before we go in and kill people.’ asked Lozen. 


“Kill people? We're not killing anybody . . . I repeat we're not killing anyone. It's an infiltration mission, we only kill the Lamia, that's all—Nobody else. Not even the guards or staffs of the palace,’ explained Ersa. 


“Okay, no killing. So what's the promise you want me to take?” asked Lozen. 


Seventeen