Who Are The Antagonists In 'Medusa'S Sisters'?

“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…

For seven years, Elara has been on the run. Moving every few months, hiding her powerful witch blood, and shielding her younger brother, Orion, has become her miserable existence. The only thing she knows for sure is that her luck is fading. When an anonymous, blood-written note forces her into the fastest escape of her life, she is suddenly abandoned by the one person she swore to protect. Alone and vulnerable, she falls straight into the clutches of the most dangerous, wicked males in the supernatural world. Kaelen, Lysander, and Xavier are the ruthless lords of the Penumbra Syndicate, a Fae, a wolf shifter, and a vampire. They are cursed by an enchantress to find their one true love before a magical hourglass drains the last of its red liquid, condemning them to eternal torment. They are convinced the beautiful witch they’ve captured is the very woman who hexed them. Chained in their opulent mansion, Elara fights for her life even as she’s overwhelmed by a searing, impossible attraction to her three captors. As the clock ticks down, the men must decide: is Elara the wicked enemy who ruined their lives, or the fated soulmate who can finally save them all?

THIS BOOK IS THE BOOK 2 OF TRIPLET TEMPTATION; MY STEPBROTHERS ARE TRIPLETS. Three identical faces. Three dangerous hearts. One man who was never meant to choose. Born of secrecy and blood, Fiorella, Marcella, and Camilla Romano grow up hidden from the world—triplet daughters of three powerful Mafia men, raised to survive a legacy that should never have existed. When freedom finally comes at university, each sister steps into a different life… and unknowingly into the arms of the same man. Luca De Santis is everything their world is not—poor, principled, and untouched by crime. A law student with quiet strength and unshakable integrity, he never suspects the truth as he falls for three women who wear the same face differently. Fiorella challenges him with power and control. Marcella tempts him with fire and danger. Camilla soothes him with warmth and peace. But when Luca discovers the women he loves are sisters, and daughters of one of the most feared Mafia families alive….desire turns lethal. Obsession breeds rivalry. Secrets draw blood. And enemies close in, ready to exploit the one weakness the Romano family never planned for: love. As passion threatens to destroy sisterhood and history begins to repeat itself, Luca must make an impossible choice. Stay….and become the reason they fall apart. Or walk away, and break all their hearts to save their lives. Or choose one of them and let go of the others.

I was Apollo’s most devoted follower, the lover he handpicked from a sea of worshippers. With me, he’d always shed his divine arrogance. He was so tender, so attentive. I actually thought he loved me to the bone. Until seven days before our Consort Ceremony, when I used my gift of prophecy to peek into our future together. I expected to see a lifetime of blinding love. Instead, I saw him violently tangled in the sheets with my adopted sister, Cassandra. Wrapped around him, Cassandra giggled. "You're so good to me, my Lord. Thanks to you, I'll finally get my sister's Sight and take her place as High Priestess." And Apollo—my god, my lover—smiled down at her with pure adoration. "Whatever makes you happy, little bird. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have played pretend for this long, let alone allow her to become a god's consort." In that split second, my heart turned to ash. My faith shattered into a million pieces. With seven days left until the ceremony, I didn't confront them. Instead, I fell to my knees before the altar of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. "I offer you my gift of prophecy. I will be your most loyal follower in exchange for your sanctuary." "Please. Take me away from here. Take me somewhere Apollo can never find me."

Hades was well-cast to rule over the land of the dead. But what if Hades, the fearsome monarch of the Underworld was, in fact, a goddess? Everyone called her, 'Lord of the Dead' out of mockery since she prefers the company of women. She was considered an isolated and violent immortal, who loathed change and was easily given to a slow black rage like no others. But then everything changed when the dark goddess met the daughter of Demeter, Persephone. Now the tale of Hades and Persephone will be retold with a sprinkle of twists and turns.

"But my quest is not over. For in the name of all that is evil, I promise Athena, I will be back!" The story of Medusa continues, for when she was slain, her life didn't end, for it was yet to begin. As I walked into the great room, there stood Hades, black jeans and a tee, with a hue of blue......sexy hair. This couldn't get any worse... The goddess Medusa is back and vengeance is coming upon Olympus. Athena is in for the battle of her life as Medusa has the entire nation of the underworld at her command. Medusa would reign terror down on the gods and in return for his help, Hades wants Zeus' throne...... "You wouldn't kill your own role model Medusa darling?" Athena asked, the fear evident in her voice. "You started this war, I'm just doing you a favor by ending you in it."