I have always been a bit of a mythology geek. Okay, maybe more than a bit. My favorite classes in high school were English and Latin. English for obvious reasons, Latin because I loved mythology. The gods and goddesses of Latin and Greek mythology were a randy bunch. They killed with impunity, slept with whoever they wanted and wreaked general havoc. They were blamed for everything from the fall of Troy to crop failures. They could transform themselves into anything they wanted, from bulls to showers of gold. They controlled the weather, threw lightning bolts as weapons and occasionally ate their own children. Ew, I know. As an erotic romance writer, myths provide a wealth of ideas. Sex, especially, was something the deities excelled in. With anyone and everyone. The Greeks, Romans and Etruscans all have gods and goddesses dedicated to pleasure, sex and excess. Creatures of all types inhabit mythology, as well. Satyrs, unicorns, witches, shapeshifters. Nymphs. And more evil, darker...
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