New Beginings

Beginnings are such fun. Everyone loves a chance to start over. Hell, sometimes we need to. No one knew this more than the ancient Romans. They even had a God of beginning and endings. Often they depicted him with two faces, one looking back, one looking forward.

Even today that god’s legacy lingers. The first month of the year is named after him. Yes, January is named after the Roman God, Janus.

Each year we mark the month with resolutions and good intentions. If they don’t last, then Janus is the God of endings too—along with doorways and entrances. Hinges have their own goddess, Cardea. I don’t like her much, but I’ll tell you more about that later.

Some doorways are fancy enough to deserve a god of their own.

Recently I photographed this one at Versailles. The Sun King, Louis the Fourteenth really liked his trimmings. In contrast, take a look at Britain’s oldest door – dating from 1050's. It lives in the Chapter House at Westminster Abbey.

So, why don’t I like Cardea? 

Well… Janus was a well respected God who did nothing but good. He palled up with Saturn and gave the Roman Empire money and agriculture. History records him as an all round good guy. Then Cardea accused him of raping her. Maybe, just maybe, she cried wolf.

That’s where I started when I wrote Giving It Up For the Gods.

What if Janus was innocent but no one believed him? What if the Gods cast him out of Olympus and he fell all the way to the underworld. Perhaps, after centuries of torment, he finally clawed his way out of the underground. Some friendships stand the test of time. Saturn, who now calls himself Saul, would be waiting. After centuries apart, the team's back together.

Of course, Janus has an abiding hatred of sirens—the species that had supported Cardea’s wild claims. So, naturally, my heroine—Lindy—is a siren but if she doesn’t get laid before the solstice, Neptune will take her by force. The only available lover is Janus, only now he wears leathers, roars around on a motor bike, and goes by the name of Jase. 

And, yes, he still hates sirens, so poor Lindy’s screwed in more ways than one.

Want to read their story?

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Blurb

Not only angels fall.

Convicted of a crime he didn’t commit, the warrior god Janus plummeted from the heights of Olympus to the depths of the Underworld. After centuries of pain and torment, he finally clawed his way free. He'll never forgive the gods who condemned him, or the sirens for their part in his downfall.

Each summer, to celebrate the Feast of Neptunealia, Neptune demands a virgin sacrifice. And his sacrifice of choice is a siren.

Sirens are strong, sassy, and sexy.

Lindy’s siren heritage makes her fierce, lusty, and curious but she dreams of loving one man forever. She won’t give her heart—or her virginity—to a short lived mortal she might accidentally break in bed. When Neptune demands her as his sacrifice, she’s determined to give her virginity to anybody except him.

Janus, or Jase as he calls himself now, rescues Lindy from Neptune’s mermen. He’s the one man she’s eager to bed. The clock’s ticking. Lindy has forty-eight hours to seduce the siren-hating Jase and win his heart. That or Neptune will find her and take her against her will.