A/N: When I found out that there was an Atlantis Series on FFN, I nearly died! I love the Atlantis Series by Gena Showalter. If y'all don't know about this great, spunky, hot, author then get on it! Mythical creatures, action, love, sex, hot guys! You can't go wrong... if you're into that sort of thing. Like me!

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Chapter 1

Resting in his penthouse condo, he leaned his broad shoulder against the window while enjoying the panoramic view of the skyline. Nothing obstructed his view as he watched the dawn's light cast over the city. He was on top of the world; he had it all and then some.

He didn't protest when Apollo took him to the surface. Actually, he wasn't given the chance. He was whisked away from his homeland almost a year ago. Apollo didn't ask a lot of him, only that he'd accompany him to conquest the lands of the surface world. Being bombarded by harem of beautiful woman was all too easy! That was what he was born to do. From Istanbul, to France, Rome, Scotland; they never stayed for more than a few weeks and then it was off to the next event, the next club, the next bed.

He was in paradise. Apollo gave him everything he needed, from money to a place to stay. When he called, he answered as part of their deal. It didn't take long for him to integrate himself into modern society. It was difficult at first; from the lingo of the language, the attire, and the technology. Who knew a carriage could move without a centaur pulling it. Or that you could communicate with a flat square box while being miles away from the other. It was new and fascinating until the novelty wore off. He enjoyed visiting all the places he had never dreamed of seeing. He enjoyed it all, but now he was ready to go home. He was grateful, but he couldn't wait to return to his home in Atlantis to his family.

Just a few more months.

He watched in the reflection from the window, the sheets began to move along with stirring moans. Disheveled masses of unnatural blonds and reds emerged from under the white satin sheets. She was beautiful, but then again, they were all beautiful to a point where they started to look the same every now and again. She gave him a sheepish grin, raising her arms above her head; she allowed the sheet to fall in her lap exposing her milky white breast, also unnatural. It amazed him how these surface women would pay ungodly amounts of money to alter themselves in that way. He admitted, he liked big tits, but some were just out of control. Hers, Rachel, was just on the edge of that outrageous line, but he tolerated it.

"Why are you up so early?" She cooed. "Come back to bed." She patted the empty spot on the king size bed. He felt himself harden. Turning, Rachel purred at his naked glory. Her green eyes darken with lust as he approached the bed. One aspect of women that he enjoyed was their boldness, reminding him of the nymph women he shared his bed with. Broderick let out a throaty moan when her small finger wrapped around him, stroking him, as her lips kissed and sucked.

No sooner was Rachel getting her rhythm did the other stir beside her. This one… a brunette, frowned in a sleepy haze.

"Hey. Don't leave me out." She whined. Broderick smiled.

Why was he in a hurry to get back home again?

"Don't worry, there's plenty to go around."

By the time he made it to his living quarters after his shower, he found his partner in crime sitting on one of the plush couches; an assortment of meats, cheeses, fruits and wine were on a platter in front of him. Apollo made himself right at home as he sat with his feet propped up on the table, sampling the food and wine.

"How did you get in?" A stupid question to direct to the god; he probably appeared out of thin air as normal.

Apollo shrugged his shoulders, dusting crumbs from his linen shirt. "They let me in."

Broderick raised an eyebrow, looking over at the half naked women standing behind the kitchen island.

"He said he was your friend." The brunette said behind a few grapes.

"And you believed him?" He gave then a deadpan look. Were they serious?! He could have been anyone. They blushed in embarrassment but didn't speak. Broderick shook his head in dismay. "Dumbasses." He spoke in his native tongue.

Apollo snorted a laugh. "Sometimes you have to sacrifice qualities for beauty." The nymph said nothing as he sat down in silence and ate while the women chatted behind them. He hadn't seen or heard from the god in almost two weeks. He gave him space, allowing him to live the way he chose to. When he appeared, he knew it was going to be another week of intense partying.

"Houston again?" The dark haired man swallowed his hot coffee. Broderick never acquired the taste for the bitter drink.

"I like the heat."

"Hn." Again another pause of silence. "I'm sure you will be glad when I set you free and back in Atlantis."

The nymph just shrugged. "We still have four months left. And do not sound as if you are being betrayed. You brought me here against my will, remember."

"As if you protested."

"True. I did not. And I have enjoyed myself greatly. And I still have a lot more to do."

Apollo scoffed. "Do not pretend as if you enjoy my company."

"I have." Now Broderick looked at him. The god had a boyish look to him. With curly black hair, a lanky build, pale skin, he was the complete opposite of him with a tan he had from the Atlantis sun and a hard body of a seasoned warrior.

"Are you having separation anxiety?"

"Do not mock me." He punched him in the chest with the back of his fist. "I have grown fond of you. It will be a shame once I take you back. Outside of my family, you have been a true friend, Broderick."

"Well, let's not think of my departure now." He clapped his hands.

Immediately, Rachel and the brunette, Bonnie, at least he thought that was her name, climbed over the back of the couch like animals. Giggling as they began to devour Apollo, Broderick removed himself from the scene. Already bored of them, he was ready to go hunt for another woman, or women, to feast upon.

Humming, Edlynia brushed the colored pencil over the canvas paper. The blue mixed with the green blended nicely for the waters that rushed over the sandy beach. The rising of the sun glow a fiery red and orange in the sky, casting shadows thought the rich green forest.

This was nothing more than a figment of her imagination; a vision she had earlier in the day and she couldn't get it out of her mind, so she draw it out on paper. For such as hectic day she was having, she surprised herself for creating a scene so peaceful.

Drawing was her retreat to get her mind off of recent events. It didn't hurt as much as she had thought it would. She knew it was coming. She saw it the moment he touched her hand. But he smiled that charming smile during that frat party. She couldn't say no to the invitation of a first date. Then two years and three months went by and it was over.

The click of the door brought her back to the present. Her roommate, Jordan, burst through. Hands full of colorful shopping bags. She breathed heavily, dropping the bags at her feet. The slender blonde adjusted her clothing while kicking the door closed.

"I hate this place sometimes!" Her face was red from exhaustion. "Damn elevator broke again!" Eddy smiled, biting back a laugh. Jordan, despite her athletic name, was far from it. She didn't pick up anything heavier than a broom and exercise was out of the question because she hated to sweat. Climbing up to the fifth floor was the most she had done in weeks.

"Well, at least you got your exercise in for the year." Jordan narrowed her hazel eyes at her.

"Just for that, you can forget about the gift I bought for you. " She shuffled, gathered the discarded bags. She barely made it off the platform before she gave up, throwing them on the couch.

"Jesus! What all did you buy, and why for that matter?!" Eddy moved from her seat to help her roommate sort through the bags.

"They were on sale! I couldn't resist!" Some were designer but most were from the second hand stores; vintage and trendy and all of which were just Jordan's style. "And these!" She watched as she pulled out the square box. Opening the lid to reveal ivory heels that glittered like diamonds. "They were so amazing in the window and they only had one pair left, in your size. I knew they were meant for you." Eddy smiled. She wasn't big on glitz and glamour. Her older sister, Catilyn, would have appreciated them more while she preferred high-tops.

"Just a 'pick-me-up' gift. After that asshole dumped you for that ugly, fried extensions, flat chested, ugly bitch."

"You said ugly twice."

"Yeah, that's because she's extra ugly." She laughed this time.

"Thanks, Jordan." She took the shoes from her. "I can wear them tonight."

"Oohhh!" She squealed in excitement. "You work tonight? Yes! I've been dying to wear this dress I brought last month."

Eddy shook her head when the other's face beamed. Grabbing what she could without falling over, she made a dash for her room.

Eddy toed off her slipper, putting on the more fashionable footwear. They were nice. She titled her ankle, making it shine with every movement. She would definitely stand out at the Yellow Bow-Tie tonight. Hopefully that meant more tips and less ass grabbing.

She grimaced, checking her wrist watch.

She had better get a move on.

TBC

A/N: I've based this after 'The Vampire's Bride' which is the 4th book in the Atlantis series. I fell in love with 'Jewel of Atlantis' almost 10 years ago, then I read 'The Nymph King,' 'Vampire's Bride', 'Amazon's Curse' within the last three years and I just finished Heart of the Dragon last week! What I enjoyed most about this series is that you can read them out of order! :)

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