Rosanna Leo

“Lord, she really hoped that was his penis and that Greek gods didn’t pad their briefs.”

“To live an eternity in hell without one’s love. He supposed that could be perceived as somewhat vexing.”

“It was his vocation to pleasure as many women as possible, in pursuit of his own pleasure. It was as close to a job as he got.”

“He was frigging Dionysus! The man who invented the three-way! He’d had sex every possible way known to man. He’d made improvements to the Kama Sutra. And he was suffering from a major case of wet noodle.”

“Apollo. I’m the fucking Lord of the Underworld. Do you honestly think I need to get my jollies by lying to others? I can think of so many better things to do.”

“Hopefully, he’ll be able to persuade Hades not to kill you. That wouldn’t be conducive to the start of a good relationship.”

“She opened one eye. “The goddess Artemis is going to talk to the supreme god Zeus … about me?” “Yup.” She closed her eyes again. “I’m so not okay.”

“Yeah. I failed R&R in school. I was too busy studying for my anal retention classes.”

“Um. I’m really good at first aid. Like, the best.” He was the god of healing, after all. He’d better be good at fucking first aid!”

“No more men. I swear it. They’re nothing but trouble. Them, and their damned penises.”

“If only he didn't believe he was Shamu's distant cousin. It was such a shame for someone so sublime to be certifiable.”

“Say what you want, princess. You are a recipe for premature ejaculation, if I’ve ever seen one.”

“Sweetie,” Dino said, coming over to put his arm around her shoulder. He tipped her head up and looked into her eyes with great empathy. “You can’t fuck a statue. At least not at that angle. You’d at least have to tip it onto its back first, and as a conservator, I can’t recommend it.”

“I could be stronger than all the gods in the pantheon, Maia, but without you it means nothing. Nothing.” - from Rosanna Leo's For the Love of a God.”