Will the night skies be forever changed?
Those upon Earth would assume the life of a Greek god is a walk through Elysium. They would be terribly wrong. Apollo, the golden son of Zeus, is far from home, banished from Olympus to live and train with the Titan, Helios. To compound his misery, Apollo is still mourning the loss of his first love, Hyacinthus. Life becomes a daily routine of shame, drudgery, and abuse until the hunter Orion appears at the eastern end of the world, seeking the healing touch of a Titan.
When Helios refuses to aid yet another offspring of the usurping gods, Apollo hides Orion and heals the hunter as best as his fledgling powers allow. Blinded eyes mend slowly, and the two young men find themselves falling in love as the seasons go by. But the gods of Olympus see all, and Sky father Zeus disapproves of the budding relationship. Can their love stand against the disapproval and fury of the god of men?
I am completely drained and devastated after finishing this book. Do you know how hard it is when you share a home with other people and you try to keep your tears to yourself? Like, snot-nosed, epically cascading tears? That was me.
I love mythology, especially the Greek pantheon (and by default the Roman). I snap up any stories I find based on them, and I love seeing different authors’ interpretations and how they tweak them to give readers a new take on the classics.
Here, Apollo’s prior relationship with Hyacinthus and the latter’s death has shattered Apollo. The author takes us along as he grieves, and through his meeting Orion and the relationship that develops between them. Complicating things is Apollo’s father Zeus and his unmoving stance on same-sex relationships, and how he makes Apollo suffer because of this.
Given that these are Greek gods and goddesses we are dealing with, their egotistical, self-centered, holier-than-thou nature shines through. Even with Apollo being shown in the best light possible, he still carries a bit of that air of believing he is of higher standing than others and basks in the adoration of his followers. Yet I still was on his side and hoping he would have his happiness in the end.
I should have reminded myself that there are way too many stories in mythology that are tragic. To be fair though, I was warned before starting that this would not be a romance; me and my eternally, hopefully optimistic nature when it comes to relationship though still held out hope. Silly girl.
Love of the Hunter wreaked havoc with my emotions, leaving me in tears for the last few chapters. And yet, it was still a 5-star read—you can’t make me feel SO MUCH and think I would give anything less. Creative, intensely passionate, and highly emotional, this is definitely a must-read and probably my favorite ugly-cry book. This story is meant for readers 18+ for adult language and sexual content.
About the Author
USA Today Bestselling Author V.L. Locey – Penning LGBT hockey romance that skates into sinful pleasures.
V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, Torchwood and Dr. Who, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a pair of geese, far too many chickens, and two steers.
When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in one hand and a steamy romance novel in the other.
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