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

The night was still dark, the moon glowed not too dimly, there still wasn't any hint of a storm coming, but this peculiar fact wasn't on Chilton's mind as she woke up. Beads of sweat, moist and glistening were etched on her skin, and a mild headache pounded on her skull, blending with the wild unbelief of her recent dream. 


Such a worrisome burden was too great to hoard alone, and for a while, she thought earnestly of waking her sister up and telling her all that had occurred, as she snored softly, not having a bit of care in the world. That thought too left her, as soon as she saw something bright gleaming through the window to the front yard, deflecting light from the moon through its sharp metal surface. Quickly she rushed out of the bedroom immediately, her feet was light and swift, the front door was bolted from the outside, but moving back, she rammed recklessly into the door, but it didn't budge, she tried harder again, till it flung open to a frantic scene before her. 


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