"Midlife Muse" is a paranormal women’s fiction novel and a new action and adventure tale from USA Today Bestselling Author, Donna McDonald. I may look like a 40-year-old woman, but inside I'm a goddess. My name is Goddess Atlanta. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her. Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Being a Muse sucked, though, and I failed at inspiring others. What can I say? Being a warrior is the song that sings in my blood. Just hand me a sword and move back while I call down lightning. Be careful though because my aim’s not what it used to be. Becoming a 40-year-old and mostly mortal woman has taken a toll, especially on my knees. Because of my father, my entire pantheon is also mortal and dying. I have to find a worthy champion to help me save us all. Failure is not an option no matter how old or mortal I get. My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy . . . And this is my "Mortal Midlife" Story. Author Note: This new story is both paranormal (think Trolls, Pegasi, and Dragons) and women’s fiction (think about growing older). Some fantasy and romantic elements are also included. This is the first book in my new series, Nine Heirs and A Spare, which has its roots in Greek mythology. You can count on the good guys winning some of their battles, but that’s the only promise I can make. As with all my writing, there will also be lots of laughs along the way.

My name is Goddess Atlanta and this is the continuing saga of my Mortal Midlife Story. Sometimes I just don’t understand my crazy life. On one hand, I can call lightning and save a trapped dragon when I need to. On the other, I need freaking reading glasses to read how many aspirin to take when my knee hurts. Despite being a foretold savior of my pantheon, nothing has spared me from my own mortal fate. I’m still aging, just like everyone else. With two tasks out of nine finished, and no one dying from our misadventures yet, I admit I’ve been feeling pretty good about myself. The Fates have finally stopped popping in on me, so I'm hoping I’m on the right track. And none of my family has stabbed me in the back this week. See? Good times. So I’m fine . . . mostly. Well, except my champion’s been a real pain to deal with lately. He’s sort of a dragon now and I’m afraid feeling special has gone to his head. Can anyone say entitlement issues? Anyone? I hope Cale gets a handle on his problems soon, because hey . . . I am the special one in our relationship. I’m the goddess. Yes. Okay. I admit tasks three and four aren’t looking like a whole lot of fun, but I trust Cale and I will get through them. I have to because failing means death. Everyone in my pantheon is still counting on me to stop the doomsday prophecy from coming true. All I can say is Gaia help me, because I’m going to need all the help I get! \- - \* - - My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her. Everyone knows my infamous father too - Zeus - but to me, he’s the man who likes to pretend I don’t exist. Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Not having any of their inspiring tendencies is the least of my Goddess sins. "Muse It or Lose It" is the 2nd book in the Nine Heirs and A Spare series which has its roots in Greek mythology. Author's This series is a mix of paranormal (think Dark Fairies, Pegasi, Lares, Minotaurs, and Dragons), women’s fiction (think issues like aging), and fantasy with some romantic elements included to make it a fun read. You can count on the good guys (or rather good women) winning some of their battles, but that’s the only promise I can make. As with all my work, there will be lots of laughs along the way. Enjoy!

_"Muse No More" is a paranormal women’s fiction and fantasy novel and new action and adventure tale from USA Today Bestselling Author Donna McDonald. Yes, I’m guilty of the same sins as the rest of my pantheon, but was it necessary for an entire task of the prophecy to be about me making amends?_ With four tasks of the Doomsday Prophecy solved and five more to go, I need time some time off to rest and recharge before tackling task five. My goddess power is dwindling daily. Signs of mortal aging are warning me that my goddess days may be nearing their Mortal Realm end. Should I admit failure to the Fates and beg for help from them? That’s never happening. Or at least it’s not happening until I’ve run out of other options. I’m not sure what other goddesses would do in my situation, but I’m taking my dragon champion and heading to Rome for a break. Who knows? Maybe I’m just tired. So what if I can’t make a portal and have to ask a magical friend to do it for me? A visit to my secret treasure vault in Rome will hopefully be worth swallowing that much of my pride. My mortal sins are few. My goddess sins are many. Maybe a walk down memory lane is long overdue. \- - \* - - My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her. Everyone knows my infamous father too - Zeus - but to me, he’s the man who likes to pretend I don’t exist. Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Not having any of their inspiring tendencies is the least of my Goddess sins. "Muse No More" is the 3rd book in the Nine Heirs and A Spare series which has its roots in Greek mythology. Author's Note: This series is a mix of paranormal (think Dark Fairies, Pegasi, Lares, Minotaurs, and Dragons), women’s fiction (think issues like aging), and fantasy with some romantic elements included to make it a fun read. You can count on the good guys (or rather good women) winning some of their battles, but that’s the only promise I can make. As with all my work, there will be lots of laughs along the way. Enjoy!

If Pan calls me a terrible Muse one more time, I’m going to flatten him into a Pan-cake. I may need the musical son of Hermes to help me solve tasks six and seven, but if the lecherous Satyr goes for the grope on me, I'm chopping off his fingers. It’s going to be hard to play that magical flute he loves without them. Pan hurt one of my Muse sisters once. He’s lucky to still be alive. Did I tell you about the robot I have to fight? Yes, robot. I don’t know what else to call him. Hephaestus, the God of Fire made Talos long ago as an unbeatable metal warrior to guard Crete. Now the robot with laser beam eyes serves as a guardian for Gaia. There’s not enough room for both of us on the Great Mother’s secret island and I'm not leaving until I'm done. This is only a fraction of why I have bigger problems than worrying about what chaos a lecherous Satyr is causing. Or what’s got Athena’s panties so twisted up. I haven’t killed the amnesiac version of Zeus yet. Actually, I kind of like him now. I'd be fine never restoring him. So far, I’m staying as upbeat as I can about things, but I’d be better if Cale stopped releasing his inner Dragon out into the world in the middle of the hardest challenge of the prophecy. Gaia’s gardener—who gender identifies as “we”—helps the way the Fates do. In other words, "they” weren’t inclined to provide me with any real information. I haven’t felt this alone in a very long time. \- - \* - - My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her. Everyone knows my infamous father too - Zeus - but to me, he’s the man who likes to pretend I don’t exist. Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Not having any of their inspiring tendencies is the least of my Goddess sins. "ExMuse Me" is the 4th book in the Nine Heirs and A Spare series, which has its roots in Greek mythology. Author's This series is a mix of paranormal (think Dark Fairies, Pegasi, Lares, Minotaurs, and Dragons), women’s fiction (think issues like aging), and fantasy with some romantic elements included to make it a fun read. You can count on the good guys (or rather good women) winning some of their battles, but that’s the only promise I can make. As with all my work, there will be lots of laughs along the way. Enjoy!

The eighth task of the prophecy is proving to be the strangest one yet. Speaking of strange, my father is asking to come along so he can help me. He says he’s conflicted and wants to get to know me now. Only Zeus’s help consists of him trying to kill a creature I specifically, emphatically told him we were not going to kill. What kind of help is that? Not the kind I need, that’s for sure. And Athena is on vacation. My twin is sunning herself on some tropical beach while I’m trying to convince the Gorgon Hydra she created not to turn to me to stone like it did all the female Dragons. Sure, I understand that Athena’s embarrassed. Who wouldn’t be in her shoes? Instead of restoring the remaining two Gorgons back into humans, she turned them into a Dragon-headed Gorgon Hydra. I say everybody makes mistakes and that she should try again. However, I can’t really repeat what she said to me without wanting to stab her with my energy sword. The Fates are ignoring my summons. Normally, I’d be happy they were out of the picture, but I have a ton of questions and no answers. The rest of my pantheon isn’t much better. They’ve gone back to their lives like it’s all over. The only person not ignoring me is my birth mother, Metis, but technically she’s dead. Her ghost is keeping me company for a while because I needed someone with some Titan Witch skills. Currently, she's the only one willing to listen to me. Guess that happens when you tether a shade from the Underworld. I thought I’d hate her when we met, but actually, she’s not so bad. Athena’s not the only one who needs a vacation, but Cale and I are too busy trying to save everyone to take that kind of break. Hopefully, we’ll live long enough to close on the house we found. Is that too much to ask? \- - \* - - My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her. Everyone knows my infamous father too - Zeus - but to me, he’s the man who likes to pretend I don’t exist. Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Not having any of their inspiring tendencies is the least of my Goddess sins. "Not aMused" is the 5th book in the Nine Heirs and A Spare series which has its roots in Greek mythology. Author's This series is a mix of paranormal (think Dark Fairies, Pegasi, Lares, Minotaurs, and Dragons), women’s fiction (think issues like aging), and fantasy with some romantic elements included to make it a fun read. You can count on the good guys (or rather good women) winning some of their battles, but that’s the only promise I can make. As with all my work, there will be lots of laughs along the way. Enjoy!

My body flipping between ages 40 and 60 is so not inspiring . . . The Fates have gone missing and their mother blames me. Why would she do that? They tell me what to do. It doesn’t work the other way around. In their absence, time has gone crazy. I’ve got to fix that problem before I can worry about searching for the missing Moirai. And who knows? Maybe the Fates got tired and wanted a vacation. Gaia knows, I could certainly use one. But going to Tibet to throw myself off a mountain in order to find Shangri-la is not my idea of rest and relaxation. One man’s paradise is another’s prison, but I have to go there. I'm searching for the original Titan timekeeper—Father Time—to fix time in the Mortal Realm so I can work on the prophecy before I get too decrepit to care. I have to move quickly. It looks like I may have to stop another full-out Dragon war now that Ares is loose again. The Dragons are out for his blood and Ares is out for mine. My wicked half-brother knows that he’s never going to sit on the Olympian throne while there’s breath left in my body. I intend to put my annoying sister there instead because Athena deserves to spend eternity babysitting our pantheon. Of course, if I don’t get time fixed, Ambrosia-eating Ares won’t get much fight from a Goddess who keeps getting older and older every day. Ironically, the older I get, the more I need inspiration to keep going. You can’t inspire those around you if you don’t have faith that you can win in the end. \- - \* - - My name is Atlanta, Goddess of the Doomsday Prophecy. Haven't you heard of me? No? Bet you've heard of my twin sister, Athena, the Goddess of War. Sure. Everyone’s heard of her. Shunned by my birth family, I grew up with the Muses as sisters and friends. Not having any of their inspiring tendencies is the least of my Goddess sins. "Muse Inspired" is the 6th book in the Nine Heirs and A Spare series which has its roots in Greek mythology. This series is a mix of paranormal, women’s fiction, and fantasy with some romantic elements included to make it a fun read. You can count on the good guys (or rather good women) winning some of their battles, but that’s the only promise I can make. As with all my work, there will be lots of laughs along the way. Enjoy!