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

This was Cho’s home. Manipulating his way into Cho’s heart would be just as easy. 


If the man’s face was pretty, then his hands—damn. They were art, as much as that sensuous photograph on the wall. They fluttered long and expressive around Danny’s length, settling into a firm hold. 


No one had touched Danny in months. His short list of anyonewho’d touched him was dismal. Not that he’d ever wanted a long list of conquests, but he could count them all on one hand and still have an extra finger left. 


With Danny’s jeans and underwear at his ankles, knees parted to let Cho in, Danny couldn’t tear his eyes away. One of Cho’s hands had a hold of him, the other braced on his thigh. Danny’s jacket was still caught at his elbows. Shimmying his arms free, he reached forward for the side of Cho’s face, slid his fingers into the silky black hair up to the crown of his head, and pulled him closer.


“So impatient,” Cho snickered and descended of his own accord. 


Chapter 18