"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Alaska Wilson is a dreamer, She dreams of going to the stars. And now she can; her father works at NASA; and all children of the staff are eligible to complete a young astronaut program. The top 8 students will be placed on a spacecraft and fly to space, where they must set up a base on the moon. But, there's a catch, they must pass with flying colours, and one of them must pilot the ship.