Chapter 1

• Thunder Crashes - Book of Zeus
• ~Zeus~
• Sitting in my corporate office at Thunder United, I'm going over my company's new flight plans, as my newest intern has her head bobbing on my lap. She can't organize paperwork for shit, but she sure can work that mouth. I bet she can suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Damn, she’s good.
• Too bad she can't figure out flight schedules, so I don't have to do this boring paperwork. Hell, I can't blame this cute little human for walking in and offering me a little afternoon delight. She's been begging for it all week, and who am I to deny such a generous request? I needed the stress release, so I'm not complaining.
• Okay, so this job sucks, and so does she, but human life gets expensive. It didn't take long for me to figure out I needed to be ridiculously rich or this whole thing would be a drag. I took over the flight industry, and weather systems organizations on the side, as a distraction from the boredom of Earth life. Humans didn't like it so well when the gods of Olympus monopolized the major industries, so we ended up having to do some damn charity work to ease the tensions between us. I'm just one merger away from totally taking over the sky and running things my way.
• Besides, what did they expect? I'm a god and am not bowing down to some damn pimply-faced geek telling me how to flip greasy burgers for the rest of my life. I'm mother-fucking Zeus!
• Since I was banished to this nightmare of a planet, my life has gone to shit. Here I am, the god of sky and thunder, and I'm sitting in on board meetings and planning company golf outings. I actually sat for an hour today watching cat videos on that... YouTube thingy. What the hell has my life come to?
• Ever since those Graeae bitches cursed our kind, the gods are living as commoners, doing menial tasks like a bunch of idiots. The Grey Sisters, as our kind call them, are three witches who thought it would be funny if all the gods of Greece would have to live normal lives. The reasoning was to make us understand what it's like to live as a human and become humble for the gifts we once possessed.
• They claim we got too self-righteous for our own good and have no compassion. Who are they to talk to us that way? Those hags are ugly as hell and share one creepy ass eye to see. Who the fuck does that? That's like sharing your used underwear. I think they did this because they can't get laid and are bitter as hell about it.
• After the initial fall to earth a year ago, my powers were still strong. It was easy for me to take on a leadership role in those first few weeks. I could use my powers to get anything I wanted, but slowly they are fading. I always liked the sky, so owning the world's flight industry was a natural transition for me. I just walked into this place and took over. A little thunder and lightning and the humans handed it over on a silver platter. Human life has been pretty sweet in that regard, and I became an instant billionaire. Funny how people throw money at you when they think you're going to light their ass up with a lightning bolt.
• Unfortunately, my powers aren't as strong as they were and are weakening every day. I assume it's because the longer we're here, the more human we become. If that happens, just kill me. This human shit isn't for someone like me. I ruled the universe and now I'm making business deals and pushing papers like some human slug. Sure, we lost our popularity on earth over the years, but on Olympus, I still ruled as a god.
• The shitty part of all this is that I've barely been able to throw a good lightning bolt in weeks. I miss the early days when humans worshiped and respected us. For fuck's sake! They have my brother Poseidon at a freaking marine park working with dolphins. He said it smooths him, or some stupid shit like that.
• Poor Posey. He's like my best friend and he's been resorting to playing the fish whisperer. We were gods; now this?
• It probably didn't help that I cheated on my ex-wife, Hera... again. She and those gossipy old hags probably did this so she could get me back for screwing that bitch on Olympus. Hell, I don't even remember that chick's name. Hades threw a raging party, and I couldn't help the chick wanted me. I'm a silver fox and a body like... well... a Greek god. Who wouldn't want this?
• Speaking of chicks. Being distracted by this drama, I almost forgot about the girl in my lap. My cock keeps throbbing, and I know I'm about there. Damn, this twenty-something can really give good head. She's about to make me explode. Fuck... Damn baby, take it easy. We have all afternoon. Wait... Did she stop? Oh, hell no. I'm not done yet.
• “Keep sucking, baby. I'm almost there. Your pretty lips look so good around my cock.”
• “I've never been with a god before I met you. Am I doing it right for you, Zeus?” she asked, licking me like a lollipop.
• Damn right, you are. I might give this one a bonus next quarter. She's working hard for that raise.
• I grab her head, shoving my member deeper into her mouth until I feel it pounding the back of her throat. I can hear her gag, but I love that shit. Unable to keep my thoughts on work, I just relax back into the leather chair and let this pretty little vixen go to town on my knob.
• Just as I'm about to go over the edge, my business partner swings open the door. This asshole is crazy if he thinks I'm going to make her stop. He should know by now I'm no prude. Look around Greece at our art and statues. You can tell we had no hang-ups about sex in my day.
• The man in his three-piece Armani suit is glaring at me while I'm wrapping my hand in this chick's hair to steady her pace.
• “Keep going, baby. Just ignore him. What do you want, Trevor?”
• “Geez, Zeus. Do you realize you're in a place of business?”
• “Don't worry about it, asshole. You're just jealous it's not you that’s sucking me off. Now, what do you want?”
• The human who was the company's former CEO rolled his eyes and shifted his glasses in a huff. I don't know what his problem is. I gave him the vice president's position, but he's such a weasel. Trevor was the first one to bow down when I walked into this place. He was so willing to hand over the reins to me that I thought he was going to literally kiss my ass to keep his job. He's a good guy, though, and a damn hard worker.
• “Do you have any tips on the category four hurricane coming up from the south? The weather service has announced it's getting stronger and will hit landfall in two days. We have flights being grounded as we speak.”
• “Hurricane?”
• I shove the bitch off me and stand to my feet, trying to shove my aching big Zeus in my pants. If I don't get off soon, I'm going to have blue balls, but this is serious. I might be a womanizer, but these humans are still somewhat my responsibility.
• “I never called up a storm.”
• “Are you forgetting you're not a god anymore? Natural air patterns and storm systems are forming. You're no longer manipulating the—”
• “Shit, I forgot. I get it. I can't control the sky right now the way I used to. Once I figure out how to get full control back of my power, I'm going to kill those damn witches. Get me the weather reports and I'll deal with it. I may have to go to the ocean to see if I can at least calm the winds. I'll call Poseidon and see if he can work on the seas. No promises, though. I've been feeling a little off these past few days.”
• “Yes, sir. One more thing. You have a package that is supposed to arrive tomorrow morning,” he said with a sly smirk. “I'm sure you'll find it... interesting.”
• “What kind of package?” the bimbo asked as she pulled down her dress and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand.
• Trevor was glaring at her as she came over to rub her hands over my chest.
• “Sir, this is a personal matter. She doesn't need to be here.”
• Rolling my eyes, I pushed the girls' hands away and pulled out my charms. “Listen, sweetheart. Why don't you run down to the cafeteria and grab us some lunch? We can pick up where we left off later.”
• “Yes, sir,” she said, hurrying out.
• Rolling his eyes at me once again, Trevor sat in the adjacent chair at my desk. “You're going to catch something if you aren't careful. Sleeping around with human girls isn't like being at Olympus.”
• “Catch something? Like what? The only thing I've been catching since I got here is a shit ton of available pussy?”
• “An STD, moron.”
• “Don't call me a moron. What's an STD?” I asked.
• Human issues just annoy me. There's always someone around here trying to ruin my fun with all these damn rules to follow. I had enough nagging from my ex-wife. I didn't need that shit starting here, too. Trevor is like my ex in man form. He's the biggest nag I know. Besides, what the hell is an STD? That sounds like one of those gift baskets to investors that my secretary makes me sign off on all the time. What the hell is he talking about?
• “You're addicted to the internet—Google it. I suggest doing so before your next booty call. One day, your little Zeus is going to fall off in your hand.”
• “Ha. Not so little. I got at least ten inches of pure Zeus hanging, buddy.”
• “Whatever,” he grumbled before standing from his seat, flopping a stack of paperwork on my desk. “These are the weather reports from about a half-hour ago. Let me know what you think. Unlike our newly fallen god, aka CEO, I have work to do instead of screwing barely legal interns.”
• “Hey! They're all over twenty-one. I make sure HR checks before they hire them. I'm not stupid. I know human laws.”
• “Yeah, but you seem to conveniently forget half of them. Especially when you're looking for a good time. Get it together, Zeus. People's lives are on the line. It's not all about you here.”
• I sit in my office chair and rest my feet on the desk with a sly grin just to piss him off, saying, “Pfft. So, your boring ass keeps telling me. Sometimes you're a real buzz kill, ya know that?”
• “Get the weather detail done. I need to call the National Weather Service and let them know if there is anything they should worry about.”
• Crossing my arms over my chest, I scowl. “Fine. I'll text you with the info. Book me a flight to the east coast. I'll see what I can do to slow it down. As much as you humans annoy the shit out of me, I sure don't want people dying on my watch.”
• “Good. Oh, and Zeus... good luck tomorrow.” He chuckled as he walked out. “You're going to need it.”
• This smug asshole is up to something. I just know it.