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

“Is that how you want to end traditions, my lady? Is it by violence or change of ideas? I reckon none, for traditions can only be eradicated by mortal extinction and nothing less or more.” replied Helena sinisterly. 


“Help me get him inside, sister,” said Chilonis softly, in a bid to ease her sisters’ temper. 


“You'll be fine Dacio, you'll live. You'll raise your son Saffron to be a strong warrior, that's his dream you know . . . You'll have to watch him achieve it,” whispered Chilton, they held him each upon their shoulders, and tried to carry him inside, such that they were at his sides, and he was resting on the middle. He looked perplexed yet better than before, after a bit of treatment, he'll live to see another day, no matter how frightful that might be to him, he vowed there and then, to live for his son till his breath gave way and not sooner. They were almost at the village Chief's hut; his weight dragged them along, as they walked hurriedly. 


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