Neil Gaiman, long inspired by ancient mythology in creating the fantastical realms of his fiction, presents a bravura rendition of the Norse gods and their world from their origin though their upheaval in Ragnarok.
In Norse Mythology, Gaiman stays true to the myths in envisioning the major Norse pantheon: Odin, the highest of the high, wise, daring, and cunning; Thor, Odin’s son, incredibly strong yet not the wisest of gods; and Loki—son of a giant—blood brother to Odin and a trickster and unsurpassable manipulator.
Gaiman fashions these primeval stories into a novelistic arc that begins with the genesis of the legendary nine worlds and delves into the exploits of deities, dwarfs, and giants. Through Gaiman’s deft and witty prose, these gods emerge with their fiercely competitive natures, their susceptibility to being duped and to duping others, and their tendency to let passion ignite their actions, making these long-ago myths breathe pungent life again.
A storm is coming . . .
Locked behind bars for three years, Shadow did his time, quietly waiting for the magic day when he could return to Eagle Point, Indiana. A man no longer scared of what tomorrow might bring, all he wanted was to be with Laura, the wife he deeply loved, and start a new life.
But just days before his release, Laura and Shadow’s best friend are killed in an accident. With his life in pieces and nothing to keep him tethered, Shadow accepts a job from a beguiling stranger he meets on the way home, an enigmatic man who calls himself Mr. Wednesday. A trickster and rogue, Wednesday seems to know more about Shadow than Shadow does himself.
Life as Wednesday’s bodyguard, driver, and errand boy is far more interesting and dangerous than Shadow ever imagined—it is a job that takes him on a dark and strange road trip and introduces him to a host of eccentric characters whose fates are mysteriously intertwined with his own. Along the way Shadow will learn that the past never dies; that everyone, including his beloved Laura, harbors secrets; and that dreams, totems, legends, and myths are more real than we know. Ultimately, he will discover that beneath the placid surface of everyday life a storm is brewing—an epic war for the very soul of America—and that he is standing squarely in its path.
Relevant and prescient, American Gods has been lauded for its brilliant synthesis of “mystery, satire, sex, horror, and poetic prose” (Michael Dirda, Washington Post Book World) and as a modern phantasmagoria that “distills the essence of America” (Seattle Post-Intelligencer). It is, quite simply, an outstanding work of literary imagination that will endure for generations.
I know I'm damaged. I don't want to admit it, not to myself. But in the deepest darkest places, I know it's true. My work, as a schoolteacher helps me forget my father the criminal, who spent my formative years heisting jewels. It helps me feel I'm making a difference and putting some good into the world, instead of what I used to do, instead of what my father did.
But, when I need cash to help my brother cover a medical treatment, there's only one place I know to turn: other damaged people. My father's old friend Pauly, who can get me some less-than-legal, but well-paying jobs. It's a step back, but the only option I have.
I'm completely messed up, and I know it. My life has spiraled. My sister died a year ago and I just don't know how to cope. I've done everything wrong since then, and now it's time to the pay the piper. Or, to be more accurate, the Pauly, a mob boss, I owe big.
I'm expecting a beating, but instead, I run into a friend of my sister's, Onyx. When Pauly realizes I know her, he tells me I can get out from under this debt IF I just convince her to do a job. Oh, and I have to go with her, too.
Before, being sent away with a gorgeous woman like Onyx would have been just what I wanted. Only, something about her unsettles me. She gets under my skin. In a way no other woman has.
In this sexy romance, two damaged souls find more than they expected when their fates intertwine.
Trysts are always short, sexy and scintillating. Sometimes they're sweet and sometimes they're downright sinful.