Gabriel G. Goya

Teaser: The Doors are Open The air inside The Pantheon is different. It's thicker, smelling of expensive tobacco and something ancient—like lightning after a storm. Alex sat at the bar, his heart thumping against his ribs. He tried to look like he belonged, but in a room full of eternal beings, a mortal sticks out like a flickering candle in a room full of spotlights. Across the room, the shadows shifted. A man in a tailored suit leaned forward, his eyes glowing with a light that wasn't reflected from the chandeliers. He wasn't just looking at the room; he was looking through it. Alex realized then that the stories were true. The Gods hadn't left us. They just found a better place to hang out. And tonight, one of them was walking straight toward him. Can a mortal survive a conversation with a King?