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Even the gods cannot betray the will of the stars. It's been a hundred years since she's warmed my bed, a hundred years spent waiting for her. Now we'll compete again in a game that matters little to me. My prize is far greater than a token to be paid for a favor - I want her. And for the first time in a very long time, I have the chance to keep her. Because now the ground has shifted, tilted in my favor, and with her footing unsteady, she will fall. I will catch her. This time, I won't let go.

She's everything I want, and she can never be mine. I thought my heart was too mangled to love. I thought my soul was too sullied to touch something so pure. I thought I knew myself. But the truth is that it's all a lie, and she's the only one who can save me from myself. But I don't deserve her. And she can never be mine, no matter how much I need her. Best-selling author Staci Hart brings you an addictive romantic mythology series where love is the ultimate game, and Aphrodite always wins.

When the devil comes to town, you have to meet him head-on. Which is exactly what I did when Grant Stone rolled into our small Texas town, driving a sports car I could fit in the bed of my truck, wearing a suit as black as his soul. He’s here to acquire mineral rights to half a dozen farms in town. And there’s no way he’s getting mine. I don’t make deals with the devil.

Twelve years ago, my first and only love left town and never came back. How dare he show up now, looking like that, and he’s running against me for mayor. It’s unfair, him standing there, too tall and handsome for his own good. It’s audacious that his clothes accentuate every lean, strong curve of his body. It’s universal BS that his smile makes my heart flipflop, and it’s patently un-freaking-believable that my body would betray me when he turns that gorgeous smile on me.

No one can ever have Keaton Meyer. Least of all me. The brooding construction manager is a man of myth and legend, rarely seen in the wild. Once upon a time, he was the star quarterback, the smiling homecoming king, royalty in our small town. Until tragedy struck. And then he disappeared completely. Now he’s resurfaced, and I can’t keep my eyes off him. He’s an island surrounded by lava, bound by a desert and guarded by dragons. I don’t stand a sunshine’s chance in a hail storm.