Godhunter by Amy Sumida
The Gods are real and I hunt them.
Ever since I learned the truth—that Gods live among us, manipulating and murdering humans—I’ve fought against them. I’ve trained with sword and magic to be strong enough to kill them. Except now, on the cusp of my greatest battle, everything I know has been turned upside down by one man and his offer of an alliance. One man who is also a god.
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Amy Sumida is the Internationally Acclaimed author of the Award-Winning Godhunter Series, the fantasy paranormal Twilight Court Series, the Beyond the Godhunter Series, the music-oriented paranormal Spellsinger Series, and several short stories. Her books have been translated into several languages, have made it to the top sellers list on Amazon numerous times, and the first book in her Spellsinger Series won a publishing contract with Kindle Press.
She was born and raised in Hawaii, and brings her unique island perspective to all of her books. She doesn't believe in using pen names, saving the fiction for her stories. She's known for her kick-ass heroines who always have a witty comeback ready, and her strong, supporting male characters who manage to be sensitive and alpha all at once.
What inspired you to write your book?
I've always been fascinated with religions. I started to wonder what the Gods would be like if they really existed. What obstacles would they face in this modern world? What would they do to regain the power they once had. The Godhunter Series was born.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“I feel as if I've been waiting forever for this,” Thor whispered as he pulled me into an embrace.
“It's been barely over a week,” I whispered back; completely fascinated by his lips.
“Not for me.” His hands snaked into the hair at my nape to angle my head up. “For me, it's been two years. Two years of watching and wondering, fantasizing and waiting. Two years of wanting you here like this.”
“That's a long time to wait.” I gulped; suddenly worried that I wouldn't be up to his expectations. Two years is a lot of pressure to put on a girl.
“I'd have waited longer if you needed me to.” Thor brushed his lips over mine. “I can be a very patient man.”
“Well, I'm not patient at all.” I reached up and held him still for a more thorough kiss. When I pulled back, I pushed his hair away from his face and saw something I hadn't noticed before. It looked like a small piece of stone embedded in his forehead. “What's this?”
“Ah, that is a long story.” He grimaced. “Let's just call it a bar brawl.”
“Is that a piece of rock?” I was fascinated.
“Yes, let it go.” He started kissing my neck.
“Oh, the dilemma,” I murmured appreciatively over his endeavors.
“What's that?” Thor didn't even lift his face. In fact, it was slowly lowering.
“There's just so many jokes.” I groaned. “Blockhead. Rocks for brains. Sorry, I had to get a couple out or I was gonna explode.”
Thor finally pulled back and looked down at me as if he didn't know whether to strangle me, laugh, or just ignore me altogether.
“Right.” I smiled lasciviously. “It's your explosion we need to be working on.”
“Our explosion.” He chuckled and pulled me back against him.
“Rock my world, baby.” I giggled, and he threw his head back; making a very frustrated sound.
Then I started rubbing him the right way—yes, that way—and he groaned; his arms crushing me against his chest. My hands shifted to his back; learning all those dips and planes his muscles made like a blind girl reading braille. He was my new language, a doorway to knowledge and undiscovered worlds, and I intended to become fluent in him. There was a library of learning for me to do, but all the books had only one title and only one author.
“Vervain.” Thor pulled back, panting a little. “I don't want to rush this. Let me look at you. Let me savor this moment.”
“Oh, you're good.” I started to unbutton his shirt.
“Good?” He smiled, but it was a tad confused.
“Smooth.” There went another button, another, and another. Oh, sweet sacred Viking, look at that chest. All golden skin and curving muscles. “I guess you've had centuries to practice your pillow talk, though.”
“Pillow talk?” Thor threw his unbuttoned shirt aside and grabbed my questing hands. “You think what I'm saying is meaningless romantic coercion?”
“Then again”—I frowned—“that just ruined the mood a bit.”
“Vervain, what do I have to do to make you believe that I want you?”
“I believe, I believe!” I reached for his belt, and he took my hands again. I sighed and went further, “I could sing a damn Monkeys' song, I believe so much.”
“Now, who's pillow talking?” He rolled his eyes.
“Ugh!” I threw up my hands. “What do I have to do to get you to fuck me?”
Thor looked as if I'd slapped him; blinking hard, his mouth hanging open.
“Oh, for the love of the blessed Moon, what now?”
“I just realized how little this means to you.” He backed up a step. “I've been waiting years, but for you, it's been barely any time at all. You think of me as nothing more than a pleasant diversion.”
“Seriously?!” I was ready to scream. “All your flirting and seduction and now you're upset because I want to have sex with you?” I rubbed at my temples with frustrated fingers before flinging them out in exasperation.
“Vervain”—Thor ran a hand over his face—“I want to make love to you; you want to fuck me. That's why I'm upset.”
“You want me to be in love with you before we have sex?”
I couldn't believe it. The Norse God of Thunder was a romantic . . . and stuck in a Jane Austin novel. Didn't Jane die unwed because the man she loved married another woman? But I digress.
“Yes,” he growled. “No. Shit. I don't know. I can't expect you to love me after only a week, but I guess I expected you to feel something for me. I didn't think this was as base as fucking for you.”
“It's not.” I groaned. Was I going to have to give Thor therapy every time we had sex? If he hadn't been half naked and completely hot, I would have left. “I was frustrated and blurted that out. I have no filter. In my head, out my mouth. I do feel something for you. Trust me; this wasn't just going to simply be a good time.”
“It wasn't?” A little spark of interest lightened his look.
“Thor, I haven't had sex in years. Do you really think I'd just jump into the sack with you because you're hot? That's not how I was raised. If I didn't feel something for you, I wouldn't be here.”
I walked over to Thor and slid my hands around his waist. He started to smile and reached down to undo my belt. It fell to the floor with a thunk. Then his hands were pulling up the tunic, and I was suddenly reminded that I had no underwear on. Thor sucked in his breath and ran a hand lightly over my face. It trailed down my neck and then fluttered between my breasts before snaking around my waist. I was yanked against him suddenly as his lips descended.
I fumbled for his belt and undid his pants without bothering to remove it from the loops. Thor kicked them off; his boxers quickly following. Then he was pressed against me, and I was able to feel all of him, especially the hard length rising between us. I reached for it without breaking the kiss, and he growled low in his throat as I stroked slowly. Strong hands lifted me and carried me over to the bed.
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