Page 4 of Valhalla is Full of Hunks
Since Leia and I grew up as close as sisters, most of my childhood involved dreaming abouther.I idolized the older girl, and this singular focus made her the main character in my life—which never bothered me before.
But then Greece happened…
Sure, I was happy to have helped Leia and her twelve ridiculous mates—even if I’d misjudged their unconventional relationships at first. But now that the dust had settled, I was tired of living for someone else.
Not that I have much of a plan for myself…
Blessedly, my visions had died down in the year since I’d moved to Athens and started working for Ancient Olive. The copious partying helped. Hard liquor combined with the frenetic singles scene meant I was generally too exhausted or distracted to dream at all.
Unsurprisingly, thoughts of sleeping around with a shit-ton of hot Greeks made me miss my bestie, so I checked the time—neither of us were early risers—and texted Herculeia.
You up?
Sixteen Dicks Deep:Is this a booty call?
I chuckled at the newest name I’d programmed for her in my phone.
Talk about someone with an entire array of sex toys at her disposal.
Bish. You couldn’t handle this.
Sixteen Dicks Deep:You’d be surprised what I can handle. [praise hands emoji]
No, I wouldn’t… because you tell me everything. [eye roll emoji]
Sixteen Dicks Deep:Fair.
Sixteen Dicks Deep:Do you need someone to pick you up at the airport today?
I grimaced. I’d planned on extending my time in Stockholm for a while—and put in for vacation with our bosses—but had forgotten to inform my bestie.
Okay, so maybe I’d purposefully forgotten.
I actually decided to stay here for the next two weeks.
Incoming…
Sixteen Dicks Deep:WHAT?!!!
There it is.
Sixteen Dicks Deep:Why didn’t you invite me to join you? [sad eyes emoji] We could have asdfjkdsk
Case in point.
As often happened, one of Leia’s monsters ripped the phone out of her cum-covered hands and took over the conversation, like the nosey-ass bitches they were.
Sixteen Dicks Deep:Did we not discuss how dangerous your search for Norse monsters is, Iola? They will not be as kind as I have been.
Oh, hello, Vann.
You salty squid.
Vann wastheKraken, with a capital K, and the only Norseman among the Greeks in Leia’s stable. He’d become trapped on the island along with the others because he was visiting when he-who-shall-not-be-named cut them off from the outside world with a wall of mystical mist.
Also, because of his role in the original 12 Labors of Heracles.
Despite his complaining, once my bestie broke the spell, Vannhadn’tgone scampering back to the North as fast as his tentacles could carry him. This was because he was whipped—and not just by Leia, but a certain Hydra whose slutty chaos brought all the boys to the yard.
