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GODDESS REVEALED-LOVE'S FIERY ARROW ISBN:  978-1-41992-660-0 BUY Reviews Chapter One Aric Driscol groaned as he took in the rush hour traffic on Toronto’s busy Yonge Street. As a bike courier, the heavy traffic didn’t help him do his job any faster. Adjusting the strap of his messenger bag across his chest, Aric slowed his bike. He’d just picked up a delivery, the last one of the day, and wanted to get it over and done with. The package he had to deliver wasn’t heavy, but it was long and narrow. The end of the box stuck out the top of his bag and lay against his back. Thinking there was nothing for it, he changed direction. He would have to cut through the back alleyways if he wanted to make up some time. While he raced down some smaller side streets, a car pulled up behind his bike and started to follow him. At first, he thought the car only happened to be going the same way, but as the car’s front bumper edged closer and closer to his bike’s back tire, he started to think otherwise. Picking up speed, Aric decided to try to lose them in the back alleys. He zig-zagged through them, taking short turns, but the car continued following him. He soon cursed under his breath when he realized he’d taken a wrong turn. Paying more attention to the car than where he should be going had cost him—he had stupidly trapped himself in a dead-end alley. The car quickly pulled in behind him, blocking his way out. Aric turned his bike around and pushed at the brim of the black bicycle helmet he wore as two tough-looking characters stepped out. They slowly walked toward him. Aric let his gaze skip over them. The first guy had dark brown hair, which he wore in a buzz cut. He also looked as if he were built like a brick shithouse with fists the size of hams. His partner appeared equally big and wore his reddish brown hair down to his shoulders. Neither of them looked friendly. Buzz cut spoke first. “It doesn’t look as if you’re going anywhere. Why don’t you get off your bike so we can get this over?” “If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather stay right where I am.” Aric could fight with the best of them, but he knew he didn’t stand a chance against these two. He was muscular, but not bulky muscular. He spent too many hours a day on a bicycle to have massive muscles. Long hair shook his head. “We didn’t corner you just to let you go.” Aric had no idea why these two had singled him out. What made him so special? “If it’s money you want, I only have five bucks. As for what I have in my bag, I doubt it would be worth much to you.” “Who says we want your money or the package you have in your bag?” Buzz cut asked, cracking his knuckles. Had he somehow managed to piss these two off? Aric didn’t think he had cut them off with his bike. He knew some taxi cab drivers took exception to cyclists weaving in and out of traffic, but he hadn’t done much of that today. The only thing Aric could come up with was maybe these two got their jollies from beating the crap out of bike messengers. Either way it didn’t look good. As the two guys stepped closer, the package resting against Aric’s back started to heat up, warming enough for him to feel the heat seeping through the cardboard of the box and into his black t-shirt, straight through to his skin. It grew so hot Aric wondered if he would get singed. A loud roar of a large cat suddenly filled the alley causing the two thugs and Aric to freeze in place. What the hell was that? Aric thought while searching the alley. At first he couldn’t see anything, then his heart jumped into his throat as a large lioness stepped from the shadows at the back of the alley. The look of real fear that suddenly appeared on the two thugs’ faces would have been comical if he weren’t in the same danger of being attacked as they were. The lioness slinked closer while she curled her upper lip and growled with menace at the two men. She stopped when she drew up alongside with Aric and let loose another ear-splitting roar before her body started to blur and shift. Unable to look away, Aric’s mouth hung open as the lioness disappeared to be replaced by a woman. He swallowed audibly as he gazed at her in shock. She had straight black hair that hung past her shoulders. Only able to see her profile, Aric definitely liked what he saw. She had delicate features, a complete contrast to her body, which was slim and muscular. She wore what looked like a kilted skirt that only reached her mid-thigh. Her top, sleeveless and tight, showed a great deal of her midriff. Aric had to wonder if her skin felt as soft as it looked. He then gave himself a mental shake. Was he crazy? Right about now, he should be questioning his sanity not admiring the woman’s good looks. He also should he hightailing it out of there, but obviously his flight or fight instinct had completed deserted him. The woman reached behind her, drawing Aric’s eyes the quiver of arrows she carried on her back. A bow appeared in her other hand as she selected an arrow and placed it in the bow. The arrowhead burst into flame when she aimed it at the two thugs, who looked as if they were ready to piss their pants. Aric focused his attention on the two men who had both jerked into motion at the same time. They dashed to their car and drove away as if the hounds of hell were on their heels. Now alone with the woman, he swung his head back in her direction. When he didn’t find her, Aric quickly searched the alley. She didn’t appear to be anywhere. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted something, drawing his attention. In the spot where he had last seen the woman, a single arrow lay on the ground. He pushed his bike over to it and picked it up. Where could she have gone? The alley had a dead end and it wasn’t as if he could have missed seeing her leave. She had simply disappeared. Aric touched the arrow’s head with the tip of his finger and quickly jerked it away. The metal still felt hot. Thinking he had to be seeing things, he swung his bag to his front and shoved the arrow inside. Once he had the bag against his back, he hopped onto his bike and continued on his way. He still had his delivery to make. Later he could come to grips with the fact that he had lost his marbles.

Reviews 3.5 Tombstones:  A cute novella from a woman who has shown, time and time again, her clever ability to twist the Egyptian pantheon into erotic, modern stories, “Love’s Fiery Arrow” is a fun little treat. I like the interplay between the characters, and Aric is a really nice hero that comes off as a little unsure of himself and likable rather than a generic “alpha male hero”. This story of Menhit and her mate is sweet.--Jennifer, Bitten by Books 5 Hearts:  This was the first time that I had read any of Ms. Chenery's work. I loved the way she made the story seem so real and the way everything flowed along. I also loved the conflict, the dialogue, and the way her characters were portrayed. Not only did I absolutely love "Love's Fiery Arrow", but I will be recommending it to everyone that I know that loves some fantasy within their romance. Also, "Love's Fiery Arrow" will be put permanently into my "to be read" mountain.--Alyna Couture, The Romance Studio 3.5 Blue Ribbons:  Marisa Chenery’s ebook, LOVE’S FIERY ARROW, is a great escape into romance and magic. There is passion, suspense, and surprises galore. What does the future hold for Aric and Goddess Menhit? Get yourself a copy of LOVE'S FIERY ARROW and settle in for an afternoon of enjoyable reading.--Aithne Jarretta, Romance Junkies 3.5 Cherries:  ...the passion between these two central characters is what drives the story. When both realize they cannot live without the other, the conclusion to Love’s Fiery Arrow is sweet and satisfying – and a little bit hot as well!--Dandelion, Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews

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