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

Lozen had other plans entirely; she began searching earnestly for something else, as she rummaged through cabinets and drawers, shelved neatly in the infirmary. Moments went by, before Lozen smashed a box filled with medical supplies, there scattered on the ground were surgical coverings and ointments, then she picked up a substance wrapped in tiny pouch, there was a look of recognition on her face as Lozen opened up the tiny pouch, a powdered substance colored milky white was uncovered. 


“What is that? And how did you know it was there?” asked Ersa, she being curious. 


“This here, dear Ersa . . . is opium. How is it that you do not know of it?” replied Lozen, her eyes were wild, glistening with expectation. It had been so long since she had tasted the highs of opium, it was one of her many addictions. 


“Yes, I know of it. Opium is an addictive drug, made of dried latex obtained from immature seed capsules of the opium puppy. How did you know it was there in the first place?” 


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