{Tour Stop} Excerpt: Persephone by Kaitlin Bevis

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Author Kaitlin Bevis has stopped by today with an excerpt for the Persephone Daughters of Zeus blog tour.  Make sure you get your copy of Persephone Daughters of Zeus out Friday July 6th!

“How beautiful.”

I jumped, spinning around to face the man on the other side of the counter. “I’m sorry?”

“The flowers.” He gave me a strange look. “They’re beautiful. Poppies and daffodils, right?”

I made a noncommittal noise, and he smiled as if pleased to have guessed right. “It looks great. You have a real gift.”

“Thank you.” I was sure my face was bright red. I’d jumped like the devil himself had patted my shoulder. Now this guy probably thought I was crazy too.

That would be a tragedy. His eyes were the precise shade of liquid gold as Orpheus’. With the exception of his angular face, short haircut, and leaner physique, he could be Orpheus. I wonder if theyre related.

Horrified, I realized I was staring. “Oh…uh…how can I help you?” I tucked a wavy strand of hair behind my ear.

His eyes twinkled in amusement. My cheeks heated as I realized a guy as hot as him must be used to shop girls getting flustered for different reasons than being caught off guard. I glanced at the antique golden bell against the door, cursing myself for being so wrapped up in the stupid flowers that I hadn’t heard it ring when he came in.

“…arrangement to be delivered next weekend,” he was saying, leaning on the counter.

“Of course.” I took a breath to pull myself together. I fished the pen and ordering pad from the pocket of my apron, gathering confidence from the familiar routine. “Can I get your first and last name?”

“Pirithous,” he answered, spelling it for me. He looked down to read the name emblazoned on my chest. “Pleased to meet you, Persephone,” he said, pronouncing it Purse-a-phone.

I ground my teeth together. My mother refused to change the monogrammed name on my apron to Kora. It was getting to the point where I was thinking of getting it fixed myself.

“It’s Persephone,” I corrected. “Kind of like Stephanie. What’s the occasion?” I held the pen poised over the paper.

He grinned and ran his fingers through his golden hair. “My mother’s birthday.”

My eyes widened as I realized why he thought I’d asked. With more emphasis than the situation called for, I wrote “mother’s birthday” on the appropriate line to show him I’d been asking professionally, not fishing to see if he was single.

My face stayed red throughout the ordering process because Pirithous kept teasing me or misinterpreting my questions. I grew angry when I realized he was enjoying seeing me so flustered.

I gave him an innocent smile and dropped his change into his open hand. Pirithous closed it as the cold quarters touched his skin. His fingers brushed against mine. He grinned and, for the first time since he’d walked in the flower shop, looked into my eyes.

His pupils widened and he quickly closed his eyes, looking away from me. “I don’t believe it.”

“No, really,” I babbled, so fast the words ran together. “I just turned sixteen this March. My mom’s a bit paranoid, but you can’t blame her with the university down the street and frat boys all over town.”

“He was right! A daughter of Zeus. I didn’t think there were any left.”

Speaking of frat boys“Isn’t it a little late in the semester for pledging?”

His hand wrapped around my wrist like an iron vice. “Let me go,” he demanded, eyes glittering.

“After you!” I struggled to pull my hand free.

He laughed. “You have no idea, do you? What you are? What you’ve done? Oh that’s right, you can’t lie. You’re really sixteen.” He shook his head as though in disbelief. “Even better. I thought he’d sent me on a fool’s errand. Everyone knows Zeus is dead, but here you are—” his eyes glittered maniacally “—my chance at immortality.”

I yanked my arm back but he didn’t let go. Panic flooded my chest. “Are you high? Let me go!”

I struggled against his grip as he pulled me around the counter. “You’re mine. I found you first. You belong to me!”

I grabbed the counter with my free hand. My fingers closed around a pen, and with more strength than I thought possible I slammed it into his arm.

He howled in pain and I ripped my arm free and scrambled back behind the counter. I yanked open a drawer, spilling the contents, searching for the small knife I used for cutting wires and flower stems. I caught a glimpse of the green handle and grabbed it.

“Stay back!” I waved the arrangement knife in his direction.

“Persephone?” my mother called, throwing open the storage room door. “Is everything—” She looked from Pirithous’ bleeding arm to the knife poised in the air.

I moved between him and my mother. “I’m calling the cops!” I fished my cell phone out of my apron pocket.

That seemed to penetrate Pirithous’ maniac rage enough for him to look up at me, eyes saturated with hate. “I’ll be back for you,” he hissed, then ran out the door.

“Like hell,” I muttered, locking the door behind him.

About Persephone:


There are worse things than death, worse people too

The “talk” was bad enough, but how many teens get told that they’re a goddess? When her mom tells her, Persephone is sure her mother has lost her mind. It isn’t until Boreas, the god of winter, tries to abduct her that she realizes her mother was telling the truth. Hades rescues her, and in order to safely bring Persephone to the Underworld he marks her as his bride. But Boreas will stop at nothing to get Persephone. Despite her growing feelings for Hades, Persephone wants to return to the living realm. Persephone must find a way to defeat Boreas and reclaim her life.

About the Author:

Kaitlin Bevis

Kaitlin Bevis spent her childhood curled up with a book, and a pen. If the ending didn't agree with her, she rewrote it. She's always wanted to be a writer, and spent high school and college learning everything she could so that one day she could achieve that goal. She graduated college with my BFA in English with a concentration in Creative Writing, and is pursuing my masters at the University of Georgia.

Her young adult fiction novel "Persephone," will be released this summer. She also writes for Athens Parent Magazine, and truuconfessions.com.

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  1. Thank you so much for posting this today!

  2. Oooh, Persephone retelling with a gorgeous cover! Excerpt was a lot of fun; will read this if I get the chance! Thanks for the rec, and LOVE the font your header is in!

  3. this story seems so unique very interested in reading it now:) also very happy for the writer too


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