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

 So one came as close to her as she could allow, she leaped to her left side, in an effort to dodge the sharpened edge of the axe, although successfully, a slice gleamed through her skin deeply, it bleed blood from her arms. 


The pain spread through her body, but she didn't relent. She held her bow up to continue her defense, but she couldn't find an arrow, when she outstretched her hand onto her quiver, which clung to her back, held by a brown leather rope. Seeing her out of ammo, an attacker saw an opportunity, dashing towards Chilonis, holding its axe, ready to swing a decisive blow, but Chilonis used her bow to deflect the axe away, but the weight of the axe was too much for the wooden bow, so much that it cracked into two parts, as she defended herself. 


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