Heroes aren't meant to act like their villains -- or fall in love with them. The elements touch everyone on Earth -- Fire, Water, even Light -- but every so often someone becomes more attuned to their elemental leaning and develops true power. When an evil Elemental known as Thanatos arrived in Olympus City, it saw the rise of its first hero -- Zeus. But the death toll caused by defeating Thanatos changed Zeus, who by day is young detective Danny Grant. It's been six months since Thanatos terrorized the city at the start of Lovesick Gods. Danny should be used to his duty behind the mask, but the recent past haunts him. His girlfriend left him, he snaps at the barest provocation, his life feels empty -- he needs an outlet, any outlet to pull him out of his depression. Enter notorious thief Malcolm Cho, the Ice Elemental Prometheus. There was a time when Danny welcomed a fight with Cho, filled with colorful banter and casual flirtations that were a relief compared to Thanatos. Even as a criminal, Cho had recognized the threat Thanatos posed and promised to help Danny stop him, but the day Danny needed Cho, he never showed. Cho was the reason so many people died that day -- including Danny's mother. Danny decides to teach the man a lesson and fan the fire of their attraction into something more. At worst, he'll get some no-strings-attached sex out of the deal and finally blow off steam; at best, he'll get Cho to fall in love with him and then break his heart to spite him. Danny doesn't expect to fall for Cho in the process, and he certainly can't predict the much darker threat on the horizon.

Lovesick Gods

“Crap!” Danny said as he shouldered into Cho—purposely, but playing up that he’d tripped. “Sorry, shoot, I am so sorry, I just—Cho?!”


“Well, well…this is an expensive coat, Danny. I hope you’re planning on paying for that.” Cho smirked despite his words, amused at seeing Danny rather than upset that he now had coffee all down the left side of his trench coat. 


Other than the mess Danny had made, Cho looked good. He always did, always so slick and put together compared to Danny’s button-down, sweater, and seen-better-days blazer. Today Cho looked like a businessman to better blend in with the crowd. Blue suit, dark trench, shiny striped tie. He wore glasses to veil his identity, and his dark hair hung loose to frame his face. He was equal in height to Danny, both over six feet tall, but Cho was broader than Danny’s lankier frame. 


Chapter 12