Book five of the goddess girls series starts with Athena being called down to Zeus’s office. Zeus asks Athena to keep an eye on the new mortal, Heracles. Although Athena likes Heracles, he does some kind of bold things, and can be rash at times, Athena finds herself helping him with the 12 tasks he was given to try to earn a place at MOA, and a chance at immortality. Unfortunately, he only has a few days left to complete 11 of the tasks. With Athena’s help, he is able to complete some of the task. Along with this, the mortal Arachne seems to think she is better then a goddess!!!!

I like this book because it’s an interesting way to tell the story of Heracles, although it’s closer to the myths than the other books in the series. It also has an interesting spin on the myth of Arachne’s challenge.

If you like my review, read Goddess Girls Athena the Wise!!!

Aphrodite has a problem. She’s failing Hero-ology, in a major way. As extra credit work, she starts a club called Lonely Hearts to help mortals find love. when she receives a letter scroll that was split in half, addressed to the goddess of love, she travels to Cairo, Egypt, with her friends, she finds out that there is another goddess of love in the world; Isis, the Egyptian goddess of love has the other half of the letter scroll, so together they find the sender of the letter and compete to help him, along with competing to determine the true goddess of love.

I like this book because it shows that even though they share the same title, they are still different goddesses from different places. If you like my review, read Goddess Girls Aphrodite the Diva!

Goddess Girls book 4 starts with the four Goddess Girls, Persephone, Athena, Aphrodite, and Artemis, in Beastology class taking an extremely difficult test; defeat three monsters for an A. After class, Artemis runs into the new boy, Orion. He’s a mortal transfer student trying out for the school play Eros and Psyche. Soon she finds herself spending all her time with him, much to her friends disappointment. When a turn of events hurts Artemis, she must choose between Orion and her friends.

I like this book because it’s also an excellent example of boy/girl troubles. Although I do have to admit that, personally, this is my least favorite from the series.
If you like my review, read Goddess Girls Artemis the Brave!

Aphrodite is the goddess of love and beauty, and loves helping mortals find their match. So, she decides to give her friend Athena a makeover. Hair, clothes, makeup, the works. When the 4 goddesses go to a party on the godboys’ floor, Aphrodite starts to get a little jealous when her crush, Ares, takes an interest in Athena. On top of that, she has to deal with one of her dozens of admirers, Hephaestus, and a strange request for help from a mortal named Hippomenes.

I think that this book represents many teen girl problems: BOYS!!!!!!!! The authors make the characters seem like real teens; dealing with difficult crushes, and jealousy when your friend attracts the boy you like.
If you like my review, read Goddess Girls: Aphrodite the Beauty!!!

The second book in the Goddess Girls series is about Persephone, goddess of flowers. Persephone’s mom, Demeter, goddess of the harvest, is always telling her to ‘go along to get along,’ and Persephone is feeling like she’s phony; it’s even in her name, PersePHONY. when Persephone meets the ‘bad boy’ of the school, Hades, she finally has someone she can be herself with. One annoying problem. Wait make that two. The first one is her mom. Demeter is extremely overprotective of her only daughter, and won’t let her do anything with the godboys of MOA except be in the same classes with them. The other problem is her friends, Athena, Artemis, and Aphrodite. There are rumors going around about Hades that her friends believe. And they are not good ones. Join Persephone while she tries to determine if the rumors are right, and as she tries to break free of PersePHONY. I like the book because it shows a different version of the Persephone myth where Hades doesn’t kidnap Persephone, but instead she falls in love with him, despite all the bad things being said about him.

If you liked my review, read Goddess Girls: Persephone the Phony.

I forgot to add a cover picture for Goddess Girls: Athena the Brain, and here it is.

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“Grace?” Trevor said. He looked the girl over; she was too skinny to be considered thin, and was more jittery than a coke addict who’d just gotten all toked up. He couldn’t see her eyes; she was looking down, but she knew how to work those jeans, in a quiet, un-self-conscious way. It wasn’t enough.

“A woman named Grace ought to have some,” he said and walked away.

“Hey,” Mitchell said, his voice low but not concerned, “you’re passing?”

“I don’t do junkies,” Trevor said with a sniff.

Mitchell snorted, then wiped at the base of his nose with the back of his hand. It went horizontal, knuckles to wrist, and then disappeared into the front pocket of his jeans.

Trevor eyed him.

“Junkies. You’re sniffing. Oh, never mind.”

Trevor sniffed again. Just to prove the point.

He felt her hand on his wrist before he sensed she’d come near. Shit. Skinny, graceless, as jumpy as a junkie — and ghostlike.

This girl was not Trevor’s type. But here she was, grabbing at him, ready to protest that she did, indeed, have grace.

She got two words out before she tripped over something.

Trevor didn’t have a choice. He had to play the gentleman and stop her from falling, if only because she was trying to take him out on her way to the floor. He glanced down at her feet, hoping she’d tripped because it wasn’t easy to totter along in those heels his favorite girls wore. Then again, he hung out with strippers. They knew how to work a pair of heels.

Graceful, here, was wearing flat boots. Not even the clunky type that were easy to trip over. Nope. They were dainty, delicate.

Like a girl named Grace ought to be.

“I don’t want…” She blushed. Trevor stared, fascinated. He’d seen all sorts of shit by this point in his life, but girls who looked at him and blushed were a novelty.

“Well… I don’t want that.”

“That?” Trevor folded his arms over his chest, the same way he expected Mitchell had. Mitchell was behind him, out of sight. It was only this ugly duckling mis-named Grace who had the front row.

Her blush deepened. “Yeah. That. You know. What most girls want from you.”

Trevor smiled. She’d managed to say probably the only thing that would save her from an immediate ejection from his personal space. “You’re not most girls?” he asked.

“Not that type,” she said and finally met his eyes. Hers were green, a bright emerald green. And holy shit, but if she gained some confidence and grew into her name, she’d be one of those chicks every man on the planet lusted after. He watched a backbone steel itself somewhere deep inside her. “I don’t even want to be. Not really. I just want to be…”

She broke their gaze and looked away. Her hands scrubbed her sides, looking for pockets.

“You want to be my steady girl? The one above all others? The one I call when it’s late and I’m bored and lonely?” Shit, how many times had he heard this song and dance?

“Cool,” she said, and this time, there was even more backbone in her eyes.

Trevor knew what this was costing her. He nodded. “C’mon, then. But here’s your first lesson. Cool? Comes from inside. From wherever it is you found the balls to tell me what you’re after, here. It’s there. You just need to let it out.”

Her eyes had stuck themselves to him. If they could have come out of her head and physically picked a spot where they’d live forever and ever, amen, they would have. For the first time, he got what it meant to have someone hang on his every word.

He put his arm around her. “Come with me, little Graceful.” He lifted his face to the ceiling and let out a delighted cackle. “Uncle Trevor here’s got a thing or two to teach you.”