I don't believe in fairy tales. My life's been anything but.

But after a thoroughly shady upbringing, I've managed to recreate myself into a new woman, living a life full of fresh possibilities-as long as I can stay calm and centered. After all, I'm a trauma psychologist-in-training.

I'm great at staying calm. Then I'm thrown for a Greek-god-sized loop: The stunningly handsome, deeply damaged Crown Prince of Oûros has been rescued after a year of captivity and needs my help.

The moment I see Aristotle Andris, my own carefully crafted persona threatens to spin out of control. Despite my best efforts at serenity, passion blazes between us, a passion I know he thinks could lead to something more.

Not gonna happen. He's the height of royalty, and I'm little more than a scrappy thief.

That's not the worst of it though. There's something about the Aegean that calls to me, despite my lifelong terror of the open water.

An energy that rips through me whenever I so much as dip my toes in the sea, changing me forever. It's tied to Ari, and to this country of gods and myth.

. .

and it just may get both of us killed. This book was previously released as a contemporary romance and told a story that hid the true nature of the royal family as gatekeepers of the gods.

By order of Olympus, this book has been updated to set the record straight. .