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Sons of Gods by Arthur J. Gonzalez

Sons of Gods
Arthur J. Gonzalez
Publication date: January 25th 2018
Genres: Fantasy, Mythology, Young Adult

Long ago, the wrath of the three God brothers marked the onset of the Great War. The other Gods watched in horror, until they, too, were forced to take sides. Their beloved Mt Olympus collapsed, ruin was brought to all Divine, and the Age of Darkness gripped the world in its clutches. But a group of Gods was wise, and before their impending deaths, they had crafted a pact, committing to one day rebuilding the Territories – the Heavens, Seas, and the Underworld. It would usher in the world they protected and honored out from its darkness. And from it would rise the new Greats: the Sons of Gods.

Cienzo has always had an affliction for metal and fire; never did he anticipate it would one day translate to wielding dormant powers. It is during a journey to fulfill a promise to his dying sister, that he is plunged into a dark and magical world, and where great responsibility is bestowed upon him.

Is he worthy of assuming the throne of the Territories? Can shattering steel and splitting fire change his mind?

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IT WAS HIM. Finally, after all the years she had waited, he had arrived. She felt the after-chills of his powers prickling over her skin. It was absolutely refreshing. She knew this moment would change him. She remembered how it changed herself. But she would ease him through the transition. They would become friends. It was their destiny.

She watched him sleep in the bed. She could not help but feel touched by his love for his sister. Even after she had warned him of his abilities, he had chosen to think only


of her. She had never imagined this being the situation when she envisioned the moment in her mind. How very sweet, indeed. He would make a wonderful king … in time.

She wondered if it was why her powers of persuasion hadn’t worked on him. She had felt its fingers caress his brain, prying apart his thoughts; but something inside of him had been stronger. Possibly love? No one had ever been so strong as to dismiss her abilities. A first for her.

For so long she had carried on through life with the sole companionship of her guardian nymphs. And though she cared for them, she ultimately yearned for family. A deeper bond. A sister or brother of her own. A best friend. A father or mother to caress her hair, to teach her the ways of leading—and not through messages, but through physical example.

There was a liberty in choosing whom to trust, where to love.

She shook the weak thoughts away. Deal with what’s in front of you. She’d known this task would always require tact and endurance. She was an impatient one, but who could blame her? She’d spent centuries waiting for this moment.

Cienzo rustled in the bed, fighting the hold of slumber.

“Nice of you to wake,” she said, and then leaned over to grab a cup of steaming tea from a small table. “Drink this. Your head will likely be pounding. This will help.”

He sat up in bed, massaging his temples. He received the cup and sipped from it. “Thank you,” he said with a grimace.

“How do you feel?”“The people—” he asked.“Are alive and well,” she confirmed. “Because of you.” “No one died?” he asked.

“Not one. That net was created by your grandfather, Hephaestus. I have only heard of it in stories retold by village parents and old prints. I suppose life holds surprises for both of us.” She grinned.

He scanned the room. “Where is Caleseus?”

“The centaur is out plucking berries and greens for tonight’s dinner.”


He rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Suddenly, fear filled them. “Tonight? How long have I been sleeping?”

“All of yesterday and today. It is night out.”

Cienzo shot up, but was quickly stalled by a moan of pain.

“Easy there,” she reminded him.

“My sister—“ he started. “I don’t have time. I have to go.”

Sister. Use the sister. She pushed him gently back to the bed. “Let me speak rationally before you act irrationally. I have a far better plan for you.”

She had plenty of time to think while he slept. She knew people well. She could sense the weaknesses in others. His sister was his. She would use that to her advantage. Nothing would stop her from reigning over the Territories.

“The centaur explained that a Mender has given your sister roughly five moons.” She rolled her eyes at this. “The sinkhole and quake have severed any hope of passing through. It will take you far longer than that to find your way around these lands.”

The boy’s eyes fell to the ground as he realized what that meant.

“But … I can help you,” she suggested.

His eyes perked upward. “How?”

“You will accompany me. Together, we shall enter the land of Socratone and reach Mount Olympus.”

“Why would you think I would do such a thing?” “For one, you have a duty—”

“The only duty I have is to my sister.”


Author Bio:

Arthur J. Gonzalez is a Young Adult author of the Photo Traveler series. Originally born in Miami, FL, you can now find him living on the West side in Los Angeles. If he’s not drinking coffee or playing with his adorable Schnoodle, Sookie, then he’s probably enjoying a nap. Also, he forgets the lyrics to nearly every song.

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