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    Mercury Rising: The Adventures of Hermes, Part 1 of 3
    Mercury Rising: The Adventures of Hermes, Part 1 of 3
    Mercury Rising: The Adventures of Hermes, Part 1 of 3
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    Mercury Rising: The Adventures of Hermes, Part 1 of 3

    By Rebekah Lewis

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    Nymphs in peril, obsessive gods, females who literally cannot admit when they’re wrong, and unruly satyrs. Just another typical day for Hermes.

    When Zeus refuses to demand Apollo release Daphne from captivity in Olympus, the only option left is for Hermes to free the nymph himself. A simple task for a god with his skillset, but risking the wrath of Apollo never went well for anyone.

    However, imprisoned nymphs aren’t distraction enough when a former flame crashes back into Hermes’ life. It’s been a long time since he laid eyes on Hybris, and the timing couldn’t be worse. As the goddess of hubris, she has many quirks—such as being incapable of apologizing. And no matter how much she tries to assure him she can be trusted, the memory of her betrayal remains.

    As they formulate a plan to rescue Daphne, Hermes soon suspects no threat is greater than the tribulations of the heart.

    Don’t miss the first part of The Adventures of Hermes, a companion series to The Cursed Satyroi.

    Authors note: The Adventures of Hermes one story split into three parts which take place over the course of the series. Part one takes place at the end of Under the Satyr Moon, and it overlaps the beginning of Satyr from the Shadows.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRebekah Lewis
    Release dateJul 18, 2017
    Mercury Rising: The Adventures of Hermes, Part 1 of 3
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    Rebekah Lewis

    Rebekah Lewis has always been captivated by fictional worlds. An avid reader and lover of cinema, it was only a matter of time before she started writing her own stories and immersing herself in her imagination. Rebekah’s most popular series, The Cursed Satyroi, is paranormal romance based on Greek mythology. She also writes Fantasy and Time Travel. When satyrs, white rabbits, and stubborn heroes aren’t keeping her busy, she may be found putting her creativity to use as an award-winning cover artist. Rebekah holds a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature and lives in Savannah, GA with her cat, Bagheera.

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      Book preview

      Mercury Rising - Rebekah Lewis

      Dedication

      ––––––––

      Hermes promised I'd get to fly around on the back of Pegasus if I dedicated this novella to him.

      I'm still waiting for the follow through.

      Acknowledgments

      Elana and Dawn, my fantastic betas. Thank you for laughing at my jokes. Hopefully everything I thought was funny actually was!

      Leona, you pushed me to get this thing written even when I didn't think I would ever finish. I'd be lost without you.

      And, of course, my readers, for demanding more Hermes. He heard you, and convinced me his public could not be denied. As to why I am breaking his story into three parts: his happily ever after could never be truly complete until Pan and the Satyroi resolved their storyline. It was important to me to let him enjoy his HEA thoroughly without getting himself into (too much) trouble directly afterward. I hope you enjoy taking this journey with Hermes along the way, and seeing parts of the Cursed Satyroi series through a different perspective.

      Chapter One

      Hermes!

      Of all the bad timing. Hermes stilled as he recognized the voice. Only one person could pack so much disapproval and judgment into two syllables. Unfortunately, the voice belonged to the one goddess he wasn't prepared to bump into. Bracing himself, he turned and faced her.

      Hybris, the goddess of hubris, glared daggers at him, arms crossed and one blood red, stiletto-heeled foot tapping impatiently. Her long dark hair wafted unnaturally in the breeze. It didn't muss itself; it fell back into a perfect arrangement, with nary a stray strand out of place. Human women must hate her.

      A mortal teenager several feet behind her elbowed his friend as he laughed obnoxiously. Bro...I think that hot chick just told a dude he gave her herpes! His friend gawked open-mouthed as he stared hard at Hybris' backside.

      Hold your criticism on the tip of your tongue, please, Hermes muttered as he launched into flight.

      In a matter of three seconds, the tattooed wings around his ankles extended from his flesh, and he zipped toward the boys, knocked their heads together, and then returned to the precise spot he'd previously vacated. Mission accomplished, the white feathery appendages fluttered against his skin, sinking back inside and leaving the dark outline as the remaining visible evidence of their existence.

      Was that necessary? Hybris smirked as the humans rubbed their craniums and attempted to peel themselves and their skateboards from the ground. You could have given those poor boys brain damage.

      Like you actually care. They thought you said herpes. It pissed me off.

      "In their defense, your name is a one letter difference from herpes. It's funny. I will have to remember to call you that when you piss me off. Which is often. She felt the need to elaborate further and added, Like now."

      Can we get off the populated street? I need booze and a hot tub if I have to listen to whatever you came here to insinuate. He grabbed her arm, and pulled her against his chest. The middle of a tourist and paparazzi covered Los Angeles street didn't provide the best setting for their inevitable argument to occur. Her gasp of surprise made him grin as he lifted her in his embrace and soared away too quickly for the humans below to take notice. Before the goddess had anything to say about his manhandling, Hermes descended onto the back patio of his private Malibu beach house.

      On a whim, he dropped Hybris into the swimming pool. The shallow end.

      Seemed appropriate.

      The splash she made as she resurfaced for air was surprisingly louder, and less graceful, than the one she'd caused going in. Truthfully, there had never been a more beautiful sound of indignation.

      You son of a bitch!

      Now that's a little harsh, don't you think? My mother had nothing to do with it.

      Hybris flashed herself out of the pool and attempted to shove him in, growling as she attacked. Hermes evaded her, and she almost fell in again.

      I could do this all day, but get to the point. What have I done this time? Cut my hair too short? Wear too many flip-flops in winter? Make swim trunks fashionable? Every time you show up there's always some nitpicky reason. Her mere presence reminded him of things he'd taken for granted so long ago. The sight of her pained him, forcing him to divert his gaze, feigning distraction. Knowing what she did to him would only please her.

      Hybris wrung the water from her short black sundress—an absurd concept. Sundresses were supposed to be sunny, summery. Black was neither of those things, but then, neither was she. Hybris personified sultry to her very core. She'd lost one of her high heels to the depths of the pool. Realizing it about the same time he did, she reached down and removed the other, mumbling about them being ruined and chucked it at his head. Hermes ducked, but the window behind him proved less fortunate if the shattering crash afterward revealed anything.

      As much as I would love to berate you for those hideous...swim trunks you called them? She gestured at his orange shorts, no longer than his knees and splattered with navy blue anchors. They are awful. That color is so...is so...appalling to my eyes. No matter. Not why I'm here. She straightened her posture, bracing for the attack. You told Pan about me. We agreed he would never know.

      Stabbing pain sliced through the left side of his chest. A glance down revealed nothing had impaled him through the heart, though the skewer of her words had struck true. Remnants of the life they could have had, supposed to have had, haunted him. You're about to have a grandchild. Do you really want to go through eternity never knowing your family?

      She sniffed haughtily. Do I look like a grandmother to you? I'm youthful. I'm gorgeous. I need to be out in the world using my charms on the dense humans and not wasting away indoors on a rickety rocker while life flies by unnoticed.

      Hermes wasn't surprised. Hybris' argument for why she didn't want to stay around for Pan never faltered. Nevertheless, she would never admit she'd sneaked back every now and then when Pan was a child to spend time with him. She assumed Hermes didn't know. For the longest time, he wondered if she'd run from Pan, or if she couldn't bear being with him anymore. Though, for the life of him, Hermes couldn't figure out what he'd done wrong. What made her leave him? What made her leave her son?

      Yet she'd secretly visited Pan in his youth. It never added up, her words and her actions.

      He's in love with the child's mother, Hermes said. Hybris glanced at him, and he could tell she wanted more details. The arrogant tilt of her chin hinted she was too proud to ask. Perhaps the idea of love intrigued her, since Hybris was crippled by a pride strong enough to bring out the worst of it in others if she stayed in one place too long. She couldn't remain unaffected by her own powers, so Hermes believed her ability to love was flawed beyond measure.

      "The baby is due any day now, there have been two false alarms

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