|Book Two: The Three Gifts
Author: Athena Of The Greeks PM
This the the sequel to Beauty In Itself. The story picks up three weeks after Ariston has Disappeared. Mera fears the worst and soon she sets out on a desperate journey to find the god she loves and rescue him from the clutches of the Nameless One.Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Romance - Chapters: 21 - Words: 398,223 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 01-22-13 - Published: 10-17-11 - id: 2962043
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Author's Note: SURPRISE! I have descided that I will begin to post the next book in the Omega Series! The Three Gifts is of course the sequel to Beauty In Itself!
I am still rewriting Part Two of Beauty In Itself and so it could be a few days in between chapters or even a few months. I love you all and I hope you enjoy The Three Gifts!
"To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to."
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
I was going to die, of that much I was certain. Though how permanent my death would be remained a mystery to me. I could not find it in me to regret what brought me to Pandora's box, the first of the three gifts the Moirae promised would come from my death.
I was grateful for every blessing that has been bestowed upon me in my short eighteen years in this world. My mind kept drifting between two people, the two that mean the most to me. Ariston's sky blue eyes and beautiful crooked smile came to mind, the warmth of his body held close to mind, how his voice sounds when he whispers my name. I never in my life imagined it was possible for two people to be as in love as my husband and I are, but most of all, I never expected another kind of love would enter my heart. A love that is as powerful as my love for Ariston, a love came in the form of a daughter, his daughter Kallisto and now mine as well.
I did not want to leave my family, my husband and my daughter, but I did not seem to have a choice, I could feel myself fading away, growing weaker with the passing of each shaky breath as I laid there bleeding and shivering on the cold ice floor.