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GODDESS REVEALED-THE GODDESS' GIRDLE ISBN:  978-1-41992-509-2 BUY Reviews Chapter One Cayden Granger looked at the clock that hung on his office wall, pleased to see it was almost lunch time. He had arranged to meet up with his friend Neil for lunch. Both he and Neil worked at the ROM, the Royal Ontario Museum, in Toronto. Neil was an Egyptologist, while Cayden worked as a graphic designer. Cayden made his way down to the basement of the museum. He knew Neil had planned to work all day down there. The museum had received some new Egyptian artifacts the other day and it was Neil’s job to catalogue them and decide which ones would go on display and which would go into storage. He found Neil working alone at one of the long worktables. Neil looked up when Cayden approached. “Lunch time already? I thought I just got down here.” Cayden snorted. “It’s after twelve. I figured I would have to get you. Once you get with your artifacts, nothing else seems to exist.” Neil chuckled. “So true. And there are some really great pieces here to keep me distracted from the outside world.” “Like that one?” Cayden asked, nodding to the belt that had a bunch of beads hanging from it. “Exactly.” Neil picked it up, holding it so the beads hung down. “This is believed to be the Shesmet Girdle, which is supposed to be associated with the Egyptian goddess Shesmetet.” “Okay,” Cayden said. “Like that means anything to me.” “Ah, come on. You can’t tell me you’re not just a little bit interested.” Cayden eyed the belt and the beaded like apron attached to it. “What’s it supposed to do?” Neil shook his head and rolled his eyes. “It doesn’t do anything. I guess its only claim to fame is that it was worn by kings during the early dynastic period and the Old Kingdom.” “Like that just didn’t go over my head.” Cayden made a face as he looked closer at the girdle. “It looks a bit on the feminine side for a man, if you ask me. And, personally, I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing that thing.” “A little insecure in your masculinity? I don’t know, Cayden, it may be just what you need to attract that lucky lady who will one day be yours.” Neil stood up and placed the girdle around Cayden’s waist. Neil held it against Cayden then shook his head. “Nope, I thought wrong. The girdle just isn’t for you. You couldn’t pull it off even if you wanted to.” Cayden stiffened as a jolt of energy shot through him where the girdle touched his body. He almost gasped out loud as his head suddenly filled with the images of a beautiful woman. Her brown eyes seemed to look right through him. Her long black hair fell around her shoulders and her lush lips parted as she held out her hands. And the dress she wore, some kind of tight, pale yellow linen sheath dress that fell to her shins, hugging her curvy body in all the right places. A surge of need so intense that it made him gasp slammed through his body making his cock grow instantly hard. “Are you okay, Cayden?” Neil asked with concern. “You look a little funny all of a sudden.” As if he suddenly realized he still held the girdle against Cayden, Neil pulled it away and the images of the woman disappeared, leaving Cayden with an intense longing to see more of her. Instead of snatching up the girdle to see if the images would return, he forced himself to move so he stood on the opposite side of the table. He cleared his throat. “I’m fine. I’m just hungry. Let’s get out of here and get some food.” Neil gave him a stare that said he didn’t quite believe Cayden “Okay. Are you sure you aren’t coming down with something?” Cayden let his gaze run over the girdle one last time before he focused back on his friend. “I’m sure. Come on. You need to get out of this basement for a little while. The sun is shining. You do remember what the sun is?” “Ha, ha. I’m not that bad.” “On a scale of one to ten, I’d say you’re about an eight. Now let’s haul ass or lunch will be over before we know it.” “I’m coming. You would swear you hadn’t eaten in a week.” Cayden patted his stomach. “You know me, I have a hollow leg.” “It must be all that weight lifting you do. You’re all muscle and no—” “Don’t you dare say it, little man, or I’ll have to squash you like a bug.” At six foot four and over two hundred pounds, he dwarfed Neil, who stood at five-eight and had the build of a teenage boy. “No bug squashing today, please.” As Neil came around the table, Cayden glanced back at the girdle. The urge to pick it up, to touch it, became hard to ignore. He gave himself a mental shake. He had to pull it together. Leaving the basement with Neil at his side, Cayden tried not to think about the Egyptian relic or the woman he had seen in his head.

Reviews 5 Stars:  With this, the third in Marisa Chenery’s Goddess Revealed series, The Goddess' Girdle constitutes a well-written—and researched—fantasy of interaction between the gods, and men. (In case you’re wondering, yes, Shesmetet is an historical Egyptian goddess), and one I think any fan of say, Anne Rice’s novel The Mummy, or Ramses the Damned, The Daughters of Bast series by Sarah Isadore, or even the Science fiction Stargate franchise will love.--Julianne Draper, Tampa Books Examiner 4.5 Cherries:  This was a fun read. I love the character development in this story. When Shesmetet has to experience the modern mortal world, she is by turns confused, alarmed and frightened. Cayden goes through several stages in the journey to acceptance. Of course the sex is delicious, and frequent, and I loved the learning process that Shesmetet experiences in the modern world. This is a fun short read and lots of laughs are included, at no extra cost to the reader.--Holly, Whipped Cream 5 Stars:  Great Quickie! I loved the story and I love getting lost in Marisa Chenery's worlds. If you’re looking for a book to get lost in for a little bit of time than I highly recommend this book.--Heathermh, Night Owl Reviews

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