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Lovesick Gods

Heroes aren't meant to act like their villains -- or fall in love with them.<br><br>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.<br><br>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. <br><br>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.<br><br>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.

Amanda Meuwissen · LGBT+
Not enough ratings
105 Chs

Chapter 6

“Thanks, Arty, but Priestly has me covered.”

With a deep sigh of exasperation, Priestly left the radio and moved out from behind the worktable to gesture Mal into the back. “Come on. You,” he pointed at Arty, “close the shop already. I am not going to be sorry if your dad decides to leave this place to me instead of you.”

“He’s threatened it enough times since you started working here,” Arty snickered, not at all perturbed by the sentiment. “Who am I to deny a better option? Maybe you’ll take pity on me and still let me work here.”

“Please, I’d kick your ass to the curb so fast, you’d have road rash.”

Arty just laughed louder as he headed for the door to flip the OPEN sign to CLOSED, and Priestly turned away in a huff.