Prophecy of the Most Beautiful (Oracle of Delphi #1)
Release Date: 03/01/12
Summary from Goodreads:
She has a destiny so great that even the gods fear her.
Constant hallucinations and the frequent conversations with the voices in her head, have earned eighteen-year-old Chloe Clever the not-so-coveted title of "Whack Job" in her home town of Adel, Georgia. Fed up with prescription meds and therapists, she wishes for a life where she is destined to be more than the butt of everyone's jokes and mockery.
Be careful what you wish for has never rung more true.
After a vicious attack and learning that her favorite rockstar is an Olympian god, she is thrust into her new life as the Oracle of Delphi, the prophesier of the future. Setting out to fulfill the prophecy she has been given, Chloe learns of how great she is to become, all the while fighting mythical monsters and trying to outwit the ever-cunning Greek gods who harbor secrets of their own. While on a mission to discover the Most Beautiful, she strives to uncover the mysteries of the demigod Prince who has sworn to protect her with his life…and threatens to win her heart in the process.
Here's an Excerpt!
They looked over at the rider who had spoken from atop a steel chariot fortified with barbed wire and reined two black horses with red eyes, obviously Battle and Crucify.
Strafford answered him. "Have the rules changed while I've been gone? Can any ol' fella butt into the conversation of a royal now? I see your Prince, Skirmish, has been lettin' you get away with some very unhealthy habits, Dodge." He glared at the rider as his skin started to glow bronze. She remembered that the sun was pretty high in the sky right now. The warrior in him could escape at any moment.
Dodge sneered and grinned like a menace, not giving a crap about Strafford's bronze smolder. "If I still considered you a royal, maybe that rule would apply. But you forfeited that title about four years ago when you punked out and got-––"
She didn't even see Strafford move.
One second he was standing beside her, the next he had Dodge on his back, his knee in the boy's chest, his hand choking the life out of him.
The rage in those gray eyes and that deadly bronze glow kept everyone way back, even her, even Ace. Those who had been giving him the brush off earlier were now one cough away from wetting their pants. Good.
"Stop strugglin'." Strafford's voice was cold and emotionless. He waited a moment, until Dodge finally realized he was going to pass out before he got free and stopped moving. "Good boy. Now, you've clearly forgotten who the bloody hell I am. So I'll remind you. I'm a Royal, the same Royal tha's put down dragons, beasts, and fat-mouthed sons of Ares alike. Disgraced or not, I could put you down like the worthless mutt you are without even breakin' a sweat. Never doubt tha', Dodge. It'll only get you killed. Understood?"
Dodge's body heaved, trying to draw oxygen, but he didn't utter a word.
Strafford's hand tightened around the boy's neck and his dark eyes bulged. "I can't hear you, Dodge…"
Finally, he choked out, "Yes…Yes…Your Highness…"
"Good. Now sleep." He hit a pressure point with his thumb and Dodge checked right into la-la land.
About the Author
Diantha Jones was born the day thousands of turkeys sacrificed their lives to fill millions of American bellies on November 22 which also happened to be Thanksgiving Day (Her mother says she owes her a turkey). She is a Journalism graduate who wants to be a career novelist (of books, not Facebook posts). When not writing or working, she is reading on her Nook, being hypnotized by Netflix or on a mission to procure french fries.
The Oracle of Delphi fantasy series is her first series. She is also the author of Mythos: Stories from Olympus, a companion series, and there is another fantasy series in the works. She also writes (new) adult fantasy/paranormal romance under the name A. Star.
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