About The Book:
Title: THE SKY THRONE
Author: Chris Ledbetter
Pub. Date: April 18, 2017
Format: Paperback, eBook
Duality dwells at every turn, and an adolescent Zeus will learn that all too well when Hyperion attacks his family on Crete.
When the dust settles, his mother is unconscious and his best friend left for dead.
Stacking epic insult upon fatal injury, Zeus discovers the woman who raised him is not his biological mother. But to ensure her safety while she recovers, a heavy-hearted Zeus leaves her behind to seek answers at Mount Olympus Preparatory Academia.
Zeus embarks on a quest to discover who ordered the attack on his home, avenge the death of his friend, and find his birth mother. When some of his new schoolmates vanish, Zeus’s quest is turned upside down, and the only way to make things right is to access the power of The Sky Throne, confront a most dangerous enemy, and take his life back.
On his way to becoming king of the Greek gods, Zeus will learn to seize power, neutralize his enemies, and fall in love.
“Destined to have a sequel or two, young teens will appreciate the story, and teachers will appreciate that it instructs readers about the pantheon of gods.”–Kevin Beach, VOYA Magazine
The Oceanids descended upon the campus from their barracks like a wave crashing against the shore. Telesto, the most beautiful sea nymph by several stadia, smiled at me for the first time since I’d been going to the school. Okay, it wasn’t a full smile. The corner of her lip twitched upward as she flipped her wavy, aquamarine hair over her shoulder and glanced past me. But that counts, right?
I backhanded Anytos in the chest. “You saw that. That’s my opening. If I don’t make my move, she’ll be gone to the upper school next year.”
“Pssht, she is beyond the Mediterranean beautiful. Completely unattainable.”
“Did you see that come hither stare she flashed me?”
“Looked more like indigestion.”
“You are as wrong as you are false. Cover my back. I’m moving in.”
I crossed the courtyard in a flash and caught Telesto’s arm as she reached the weather-beaten front door to the main school hall.
“Telesto, you look as if the sun radiates from you.”
She paused and leaned back against the doorframe. “You’re just saying that because I wore my yellow tunic today.”
“You shine with such brilliance; you should wear yellow every day.”
She folded a strand or two of stunning teal hair behind her ear and twirled the ends. “But what happens when I wear my purple tunic?”
“A tunic hasn’t been invented that could dampen your beauty.”
She giggled and turned away from me for a moment. “Zeus, is it?”
I nodded, surprised she even knew my name.
“You’re the one who pulled that massive prank on my mother, Headmaster Tethys, aren’t you?”
Oh, that’s how she knew me. Not invisible after all. I bowed. “I am him. He is me. One and the same.”
“Crazy. She was so mad.” She shook her head, stifling a smile.
“As far as I can tell, language arts must be your favorite subject. Your tongue is spectacularly sharp-witted.”
“Not really. But I am feeling a little inspired right now.”
Several strands of her hair fell to cover half her face. “Are you going to the bonfire at the beach tomorrow night?”
“I wasn’t invite—”
Several of Telesto’s broad-shouldered, dark-haired brothers bumped into me from behind. “Those are uncharted waters, boy. Careful now,” One of them called over his shoulder. Those were the first words they’d ever spoken to me. Telesto rolled her eyes. “Pay them no mind. They’re harmless. You were saying?”
“Those bonfires are an Oceanids and Potamoi thing? It’s kind of a secret club that you have to be born into, right? Being brothers and sisters, children of Headmasters Okeanos and Tethys… young water deities in training… masters of rivers and streams…”
“I guess. But you should come out any way. It’s all night, under the stars. Eating, drinking, stargazing… What’s better than that?”
Gazing into her mesmerizing, iridescent eyes, my mouth fired before I could stop it. “Kissing you under the stars. That’s better.”
“Sprint much? You’re a fast mover.”
“I just go after what I want.”
“Well … ” A pink tint rose on her high cheek bones. “We shall see. But first you have to show up.” Her lips twitched gain. “I have to go to class. See you tomorrow?” She disappeared inside the school hall.
Chris Ledbetter grew up in Durham, NC before moving to Charlottesville, VA in 11th grade. After high school, he attended Hampton University where he promptly “walked-on” to the best drum line in the conference without any prior percussion experience. He carried the bass drum for four years, something his back is not very happy about now.
After a change of heart and major, he enrolled in Old Dominion University and
earned his degree in Business Administration. He’s worked in various managerial and marketing capacities throughout his life. He taught high school for six years in Culpeper, VA, and also coached football.
He has walked the streets of Los Angeles and New York City, waded in the waters of the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, and climbed Diamond Head crater on Hawaii and rang in the New Year in Tokyo, Japan. But he dreams of one day visiting Greece and Italy.
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