High school romance is tough—even for a bona fide love goddess. Can Cupid succeed as a mortal matchmaker?
When Eros (aka Cupid) is expelled from Olympus for defying Zeus after falling in love with Orion, she is banished to what she believes to be hell. We call it New Jersey. If she ever wants to go back to the comforts of her old life, she will have to find love for three couples—without using her powers.
Eros, now calling herself True, immediately identifies her first project in Charlie and believes finding him love will be a piece of cake. Charlie is new at school and eager to break out of his old image of band geek, so it’s lucky for him when he falls in with the right crowd on his first day. But music is still his passion. That is, until he meets Katrina...
Katrina is floundering after the death of her father and takes refuge with a boy who, while not entirely supportive, will be there when she needs him, unlike her mother. Too bad True thinks any girl Charlie talks to is perfect for him. Can she get out of her own way and help Charlie and Katrina connect, or will she be stuck in New Jersey forever?
About the Author
Kieran Scott is the author of the True Love series, including Only Everything and Complete Everything, and the Non-Blonde Cheerleader series along with the He’s So/She’s So trilogy: She’s So Dead to Us, He’s So Not Worth It, and This is So Not Happening. She also writes the New York Times bestselling series Private, as well as the Shadowlands trilogy, under the pen name Kate Brian. She resides in New Jersey with her family.
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Pressure. Pain. My head was wedged inside a vise. Squeeze release, squeeze release, squeeze release. I pried my eyes open and winced as the sunlight stabbed at my retinas. My skin felt tight, dry, and cold. My scalp tingled. My toes were numb. As the room around me gradually came into focus, I realized why. I was buck naked and the room was freezing. Shivering from my very core, I grabbed the rough brocade blanket beneath me and wrapped it up and around my shoulders. Something fell to the floor with a clang.
A small, silver arrow glinted in the sun on the hardwood. Orion’s necklace. I had tried to give it back to him. I had thought it would be something for him to hold on to. But I had failed. I had failed him in so many ways, and now he was trapped in Zeus’s palace, alone and terrified, and I was the only one who could save him.
I bent to pick up the arrow, then double-knotted the broken chain around my own neck. The pendant felt warm against my cold skin and I touched it with my fingers, closing my eyes and trying to send a message to Orion.
I will save you. I will return for you.
As I pushed myself up off the floor, a slice of pain through my temples sent me off balance and I staggered sideways into the ice-cold iron radiator attached to the wall. The pain moved to my forehead, throbbing with each pump of my heart. I closed my eyes and breathed, pressing one hand against my skull, and waited for the ache to subside.
If anything, the throbbing intensified. I pulled my trembling fingers away to stare at them. They weren’t warm. They didn’t glow.
Seized by panic, I whirled toward the window, leaning against the glass as the pain gripped me all over again. Outside, the world was bright and full of motion. Cars whizzed by on the street. A couple jogged along the sidewalk in matching sweat suits, weights strapped to their hands. On the corner a woman in uniform held up a stop sign and waved a group of skipping children in front of stopped traffic. Verdant trees lined the brick walkways, a pair of tiny dogs yipped as their owner cleaned up their excrement, a mail carrier tipped his hat at the driver of a bakery truck idling near the curb. American flags adorned the porches, and the license plates read New Jersey. So at least I now knew where I was.
It was so picturesque and adorable, I felt an almost irrepressible need to scream.
“Sent me to the happiest place on Earth, didn’t you, Zeus?” I muttered, casting my gaze toward the heavens. The King of the Gods had a wry sense of humor. But, I supposed, it could be worse. At least in a place like this, people would be open to love. He could have sent me to a dank cave in some oppressive, war-torn country devoid of hope. The fact that he hadn’t, said something. It said that on some level, Zeus wished me to succeed. This was a very good thing.
Taking a deep breath, I braced both my hands on the desk surface, letting the blanket fall to the floor. I homed in on the mail carrier, focusing every ounce of energy on his heart. If I had my powers, his inner yearnings would reveal themselves to me. I concentrated and held my breath and prayed to the gods, but nothing happened. He simply stood there, whistling as he went through his mail. I felt no inkling of his true self, no surge of emotion; I didn’t even hear his name or his age or his status. My heart sank so low I could have crushed it under my heel. This power was innate. Not having it . . . it was like not having the ability to blink or to breathe.
Any surge of defiant adrenaline I’d felt back on Olympus withered and died inside my chest. I didn’t know how to do this without my powers. How was I to begin? I’d never been to Earth for more than a day or two at a time, aside from my weeks spent alone with Orion. And other than Orion, I’d never interacted with a human in my existence, not for more than a few minutes.
Something crashed inside the house. I turned, and the mail carrier froze in his tracks at the foot of our front walk, his jaw hanging toward the ground. Oh, right. Naked. I shrugged at him and snapped the blinds closed.
“Mother!” I shouted, going to the closet on the far side of the bed. The inside revealed a paltry selection of clothing. I grabbed a baggy white sweatshirt and pulled it on. On a normal day, I simply closed my eyes and imagined a gown or a dress or hunting apparel and it would appear on my body, perfectly fitted and flattering. Another power I was sure I would miss. “Mother! Where are you?”
I heard a groan. The wooden hallway floor creaked beneath my feet as I staggered toward the noise. I passed another bedroom, a bathroom, and the top of the stairs before coming to the largest bedroom yet. It was situated at the back of the house with windows facing north, south, and west, but every single one of the blinds had been closed and the drapes flung down, so that hardly a sliver of light shone through. In the center of the four-poster bed, a mound of blankets writhed.
Her slim white hand emerged from beneath the covers. “Here.”
I walked to her bedside. She sat up with a bottle of wine, her blond hair stuck to her forehead with sweat, and flung the bottle at the floor, where it clinked and rolled toward the dresser. It was already empty. She pulled another from under her covers and popped the cork.
“Where did you get that?” I asked.
My mother gulped down half the contents and dragged the back of her hand across her mouth before answering. “Wine cellar. Well stocked. Zeus has shown some mercy.”
“Mom, you have to get up. We have to figure out what we’re going to do,” I pleaded as she hunkered back against the huge, downy pillows.
“That is where you are wrong, Eros,” she said, taking a sip and smacking her lips. “You must devise a plan. You have a mission to complete.” She gestured at me with the bottle. “I was sent here out of spite and therefore, I drink.” She lifted the bottle in a toast to no one and brought it to her lips.
“But mother, I have no powers!” I shouted, throwing my hands out. “I’ve never done this without them. How am I supposed to match people when I have no idea of their inner needs? When I can’t read their thoughts? When I—”
“Enough of your incessant whining!” my mother spat, throwing the now-empty bottle at the wall so hard it shattered, exploding shards of glass across the antique armoire and ancient, worn throw rug. My heart stopped, but she didn’t even pause. “Let us make one fact perfectly clear, Eros,” she seethed, shoving herself out of bed, wearing nothing but a long black T-shirt. “It was your carelessness that exiled us. I have never been banished to Earth before. Never! Do you know how many gods can make that claim? I was a legend, and now I am nothing.” She looked down at herself, her fingers, her toes, and clutched the shirt with both hands as if she might rend it from her body. “Nothing but a mortal. And it is all down to you.”
She teetered slightly, then turned and crawled back into bed. “I should never have helped you go to him that first day. I should never have let you stay. I should have known this would happen. I should have seen it in the stars. But did I? No. Why? Because you were so blissfully happy that I, for some unknown reason, felt the need to indulge you in your ongoing, unrealistic daydream.”
Her words stung. It had been some source of pride to me that my mother had aided and abetted my relationship with Orion, that she’d done so willingly, even merrily. I had felt, for the first time in a long while, like I truly meant something to her.
“Could it have been motherly love?” I asked hopefully.
My mother scoffed and pulled the covers over her head. “Sentimentality is for the weak, Eros. Now get to work.”
My throat was dry, my stomach tight with disappointment and fear. But I knew when not to argue with my mother. She was wallowing. And when she was wallowing, there was no reasoning with her. I was alone here. On Earth. Mortal and friendless and alone.
I turned toward the door but paused, my hand on the molding. “I just have one question,” I said. “How? How did Ares find out about us?”
“I know not,” she replied without lifting her head. “I told no one and my cloak was never breached.”
“Why didn’t he come to me?” I asked. “Why didn’t he talk to me about Orion instead of kidnapping him off to Zeus?”
“You’ve now asked three questions,” my mother pointed out impatiently. “Now go!”
The floor creaked beneath my feet and she sat up, heaving a sigh. “Your father did what he did because he cares about only two things: himself, and the favor of Zeus. He knew that if Zeus found out and realized Ares hadn’t told him, or worse, that Ares hadn’t even known what his daughter was doing, that it would lower him in Zeus’s eyes. Your father is an egotistical megalomaniac, Eros. He always has been, and he always will be. As much as I once tried to convince myself otherwise, he loves no one more than himself.”
She dropped back onto the bed. “Now please,” she said wearily. “Do your job.”
Silently I turned and left the room, closing the door behind me. As the catch clicked, I suddenly longed for my sister. She always knew the right thing to say, the right thing to do. But even as I wished for her wisdom, I knew we were better off with her on Mount Olympus. She would keep an eye on Orion. She would do what she could to make sure Zeus didn’t get out of hand, didn’t go back on his bargain. I needed her right where she was.
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tried to hear Harmonia’s voice. In my heart I knew what she would say. I was a goddess. I was powerful. I’d brought Orion down from the stars. I’d traveled back and forth from Mount Olympus to Earth for months with no one suspecting. I had nursed him back to health. I was a scholar, a hunter, a daydreamer, a soul searcher. I could do this. I had to do this. I had to save Orion.
The question was, where to start.
Slowly I wandered back to my room, my skull still radiating pain. There were billions of people in the world. How was I supposed to know who was single and who wasn’t, which people had found their soul mates and which hadn’t, without being able to read their hearts? Not every soul on Earth was desperate to be in a relationship, not everyone was open to it. Where was I going to find hundreds of souls willing to be paired up? Ready for and open to true love?
Inside my room, I heard a horn bleat a staccato rhythm. Something big and yellow and loud stopped outside my window and hovered there, rumbling. A school bus. I took a step forward and my breath caught as a couple of gangly teenage boys climbed the steps. They both paused to gawk when a pack of girls strolled by, giggling and whispering and glancing over their shoulders. Then the door squealed shut, the brakes released, and the monstrosity rumbled on.
Every inch of my skin tingled. High school. Of course. Who longed for love more than a community of hormonal, attention-starved, drama-addicted teenagers? I needed to go to school.
For the first time, I noticed a manila folder sitting in the center of the desk. Next to it was a large hourglass hewn of ash and filled with dark red sand. It was already running, gravity releasing the sand at the top of the timer through the minuscule hole at the center, spraying the tiny red particles across the bottom of the glass. My heart thumped.
Undoubtedly, it was a gift from Zeus. But did I have this much time to complete my first pairing, or to complete all three? For the moment, I decided not to dwell on that awful question.
I opened the folder and found a smiling photograph of my own face. It was attached to a transcript from a high school in Maine called James Monroe. The transcript boasted straight As in everything but psychology, where I’d received a C. A school in Maine, where Orion and I had hidden. Only average at psychology, the study of the soul. Very funny, Zeus. But at least he’d seen fit to provide this for me. The meaning of the gesture was not lost. It was important to him, to each and every one of the gods, that love continue to thrive here on Earth. Without it, the balance of good and evil, of right and wrong, would be forever altered. Without love, all would be lost.
Of course that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t enjoy torturing Orion while I was stuck here, carrying out his little mission. Zeus was a complex god.
At the very top of the page in front of me was a space for my name and my birth date, which had been left blank. At least the king had given me that, the chance to choose my own name.
I stared out the window and considered, then picked up a pen and wrote it in. True Olympia. It would be a daily reminder of my mission—to save my true love and return myself and my mother to Mount Olympus. My birth date was, of course, February 14, and I quickly did the math, writing down a year that would make me sixteen today.
Another horn honked outside, and my head exploded along with it. I closed my eyes and brought my fingertips to my temples again. Still nothing. It wasn’t bad enough that I was stuck on the mortal plane without my powers and with a seemingly impossible mission, but I had to be in debilitating pain as well? Talk about adding injury to insult. But it was nothing. Nothing compared to what Orion was going through. It was time for this goddess to suck it up.
I took a deep breath, walked back into the closet, and readied myself for my first day as a mortal.
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Did Not Finish I wrote a post about negative reviews, and how I don't review if I don't finish, and a very wise blogger pointed out that knowing what a blogger doesn't like can be valuable to publishers and authors too. I think that it also helps my readers build trust that I am not just slapping good ratings on everything I read. I have a knack for picking what I will lack based on synopsis and reviews, but that even fails. Then another blogger mentioned she did a did not finish post and I thought it was a great idea. So, here we go: skimmed to 7% I couldn't get into this one. I guess I was expecting it to start off in the high school, and that I could connect with the main character Eros/True. Instead it is set in the sky/god type place and greek names are being thrown like candy from a pinata. I don't know much about mythology, but I do like some of the retellings that I have read. The ones that make it feel like I am being introduced to the characters and not just expected to know. Yes, I am almost 30, and I studied in high school and probably college, but it has never been the catcher of my attention. The star crossed lovers, forbidden and her having to save him, I really wanted to like it. I wanted it to catch my attention. But it didn't, sadly and I was skimming until I just thought to myself, I am behind schedule and its slow for me, and confusing, so I stopped. That isn't to say that the writing is poor or the characters are poorly constructed, it's personal on my end. I'd love to see if you have a great review of any of this books and what you loved about it.
I received an awesome, outstanding, amazing, humorous, romantic, YA well-written, love story, Only Everything by Kieran Scott free through Goodreads First Reads. Eros, known as Cupid, is caught kissing a human, her one true love, Orion. Eros and her mother Aphrodite are banished to Earth without their powers. Within a period of time, Eros has to inspire true love between three couples or Orion dies. Eros becomes True Olympian, a 16 year old in her junior year of high school and has no idea how to do her job without her powers, magical bow and arrows. She meets Charlie another new kid at school and works to find him his true love, but the first girl she sets him up with is a stalker and the second girl is a pretender. The students at school are taking pictures of True and posting them on the internet making fun of the way she dresses and looks. She tries to help a girl, Katrina, by defending her against her controlling boyfriend and ends up embarrassing her. Read the highly recommended, enthralling, wonderfully written, romantic, love story, Only Everything by Kieran Scott. I loved reading Only Everything and look forward to reading the next two stories in the trilogy.
Eros has finally found her true love in Orion but her father, Ares, has a bit of a problem with their relationship. You know, what with Orion being a mortal and all. When Ares takes Orion to Zeus, Eros and her mother, Aphrodite, follow and get banished to Earth as punishment. Eros has a limited amount of time to make three true love connections on Earth, all without using her godly powers. Only then will she be allowed to return home to Mount Olympus... and Orion. In trying to figure out the best and easiest place to make three quick love connections so she can return home to Orion, Eros, codename True Olympus, decides to enroll in high school. Nothing goes according to plan. She's less than thrilled with life on Earth for a number of reasons. First, and most obviously, is that she misses the love of her life. Secondly, there are so many rules and constricting clothing and strange electronic devices keeping people from making a connection with the people they're with. She's not exactly accepted at school because of her odd behavior and strange sense of fashion, but she does make a couple friends. Without her powers, True is at a loss and has to figure out how to be observant and read people's actions and words. This matchmaking business on Earth is a lot harder without her powers, that's for sure, and her fumbling results in several mismatches. While I couldn't help but like True and enjoy watching her try to adapt to life on Earth and get back to her own true love, the real standouts for me in this story were Charlie and Katrina. Charlie was one of True's first friends on Earth. He too is new to the school. He's far more interested in music than sports, but finds himself bowing to peer pressure and joining the track team at the urging of his new, popular friends. He has to fit the mold, after all. Katrina is one of the first people True observes at her new school. She seems smart and shy and has a boyfriend who seems like a real creep. She clearly deserves to be treated better than how Ty treats her. I saw Charlie and Katrina as an obvious choice for a pairing, but it takes True a little longer to reach the same conclusion. With the help of Hephaestus (aka Heath), she sets off to right her wrongs and help these two characters find love. The beginning of Only Everything grabbed me immediately. I enjoy retellings based in mythology. I thought the book started to drag a little once True was banished, but I couldn't stop reading and I'm glad I didn't. Instead, the book picked up speed and I was hopelessly hooked, reading it from cover to cover in one sitting. The characters were likable and neither they nor the plot were entirely predictable. There were some great funny moments that had me laughing. I enjoyed reading True's flashbacks about her time with Orion. Only Everything wasn't overly romantic, but had some very sweet scenes, particularly in True's flashbacks, that I thoroughly enjoyed. I can't wait for the sequel. Seriously. The cliffhanger at the end? How am I supposed to wait until September to find out what happens? I received a copy of this book from the publisher, via Edelweiss, in exchange for an honest review.
I want to thank Simon and Schuster for providing me with an early copy of this book (through both Edelweiss and physical copy) to read and review. I love Kieran's writing and have enjoyed her other books so I was anxious to get to this one. Receiving this book for free has in no way altered my opinion or review. Blurb from Goodreads: High school romance is tough—even for a bona fide love goddess. Can Cupid succeed as a mortal matchmaker? When Eros (aka Cupid) is expelled from Olympus for defying Zeus after falling in love with Orion, she is banished to what she believes to be hell. We call it New Jersey. If she ever wants to go back to the comforts of her old life, she will have to find love for three couples—without using her powers. Eros, now calling herself True, immediately identifies her first project in Charlie and believes finding him love will be a piece of cake. Charlie is new at school and eager to break out of his old image of band geek, so it’s lucky for him when he falls in with the right crowd on his first day. But music is still his passion. That is, until he meets Katrina... Katrina is floundering after the death of her father and takes refuge with a boy who, while not entirely supportive, will be there when she needs him, unlike her mother. Too bad True thinks any girl Charlie talks to is perfect for him. Can she get out of her own way and help Charlie and Katrina connect, or will she be stuck in New Jersey forever? I have to start out by saying that I really loved the theme of this book. I usually start by saying how great the cover is. And I do like it. Especially the colors. But that's not what drew me to the book. I love anything to do with mythology. So, when combined with modern day life, it just totally intrigues me. Take a contemporary story and put a twist on it, and you've got me hook, line and sinker. Don't get me wrong, I do love the cover, but I don't think the cover is what will draw people to this book. One thing that made me really happy was to see the book was told in several points of view. I really love when authors can do this, especially when they can do it well, as Kieran does. I know how hard it is to find a voice for each character. And Scott was able to do that, making her characters distinct enough to help you feel each of their personalities and characteristics with every chapter you read. True Olympia is the mortal version of Eros. Well, she was Eros, until she was cast out and given the task of helping others find true love, without her powers. Because True was once powerful enough to be able to help people fall in love, but now she only has her human traits to help her along. And she has always gotten anything she's ever wanted because of her power, now she's powerless to do so. I loved how True's character starts out with a bang. She is unused to being human, so she doesn't act human. But since she has no powers, she can't do anything she usually does, and her defiance of human traits leads her into some sticky situations. During the course of the book True learns and grows and becomes human, at least to the degree she needs to be not to be labeled a freak anymore! You really see her change from a stuck up snobby godlike creature to a regular human teenager with needs for friends and acceptance. It was fun to watch. Charlie, oh how I loved him. He's this mix of dork and jock that you just did not see conning. He's compassionate and lovable and just downright adorable. I don't find him sexy or swoon worthy, to be honest, but he's definitely a character that bores his way into your heart. I was routing for his happily ever after for the entire book. He needed it. Having grown up in the shadow of his athletically successful brothers, Charlie always felt he was less than what his father wanted him to be. Throughout the course of this book, he really does learn who he is. He realizes he can like more than one thing and be a diverse human being. That it's ok to want more than one thing in your life and that people can accept you for who you choose to be. Charlie doesn't really give up his principles in this book, rather he embraces them and demonstrates people can love someone for who they are without wanting them to change. Katrina, she's had it hard. She's harboring these deep, dark feelings throughout the book that weigh her down and confine her to a life that she really doesn't need to be in. After losing her father, her life kind of fell in the dumps, She got involved with people she normally wouldn't have and she let her grief consume her. She shows so much great development in this book. She comes out on the other end a strong and much more mature young woman who realizes that what has happened to her in the past does not have to define her. She can be who she wants to be and not compromise her principals to get there. I loved the premise of this story for sure. Who doesn't love a Goddess who's been cast out of Olympus and had her powers taken away only to realize that she has to do what she normally does without having this advantage. It was like waiting for a ticking time bomb to go off. The plot was unique enough, although I'm sure similar plots have been done, but none that I have read. I liked that True struggled, that things didn't come easy to her and she had to accept it and change to accommodate it. I especially liked that she struggled with getting people to fall in love and made mistakes along the way. It was great having this book set in New Jersey, where I live (and where the author lives, as well). I could picture the town in my mind so clearly, though I don't know it myself. The book starts off with a bang. I tore through the first few chapters. But then I kind of felt the pace slow down. Charlie is paired up with several girls before realizing who his one true love is, and Katrina spends her time with an abusive boyfriend who doesn't care about her at all. As a matter of fact, I hated his character, which I'm sure is what the author intended. I also had a few parts I found to be unbelievable as far as a teenage story would go: teenagers moving out of their house and the parents not even caring strikes me as odd. It was a bit over the top for my taste, even though I could see how it might be integral to the growth and development of the character. I can tell from the way the book is set up that this will most likely not be the only book in the series (since True still needs to fulfill her challenge before being reunited with her own one true love). I would be interested to see where the author takes it, how she adds to True's growth and development and abilities. Overall I really enjoyed this book. I do wish it were a little quicker paced. I did like the romantic scenes portrayed between the matched pair, especially towards the end of the book. I found there were a bit too many flashbacks from True's point of view, a few of which I wasn't sure why they were included since they didn't seem to really add to the story at the time. I think fans of mythology spin offs will enjoy this book as well as fans of contemporary reads