The Iliad Greek Novelas e Histórias

There he was! “Fuck you” I walked away. “Your bed or mine” “Yours, defiantly yours” He chuckled behind me, “Classic Lilly”

The sweat-covered skin and bruised bodies proved it. But Ilaria was stubborn and wanted to do this to prove we were worthy of being Dacian. Prove we were worthy of being descendants of the Willow bloodline. "One more time, and I promise we can head back. I almost have the move down." I shook my head in disapproval. "Afraid to be beaten by your older sister, Apollo," She goaded a teasing glint in her violet eyes. I took the bait because I always did. I could never back down from a challenge.

"Hm, you know what? Fuck it, I can have favorites, too. So, yeah, it's a tie between the one on my back, and Scylla and Charybdis." "Who and who?" "These sea monsters..." She used her left hand to trace the full-sleeve piece on her right arm. "Scylla and Charybdis from Homer's 'Odyssey.'" "Feel free to judge me for what I'm about to say, but the Homer I'm most familiar with is the yellow cartoon character from Springfield." Laughing, she called me 'cute'—but 'ignorant' would've been more apt in my opinion. "No worries. Like I love reading, but an Ancient Greek epic poem isn't my cup of tea. Only reason I picked it up was because..."