Seth (Speed Dating with the Denizens of the Underworld Book 22)

SETH SPEED DATING WITH THE DENIZENS OF THE UNDERWORLD BOOK TWENTY-TWO LAURA GREENWOOD CONTENTS Seth Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Follow Laura Greenwood More From Laura About Laura Greenwood Seth Speed Dating with the Denizens of the Underworld Book Twenty-Two Copyright © 2022 Laura Greenwood ISBN: 978-1-77357-469-1 978-1-77357-468-4 Edited by: Drowlgon Press Published by Naughty Nights Press LLC Cover Art By Silvana G. Sánchez @ SelfPub Designs Names, characters and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author. Sale of this book without a front cover may be unauthorized. If this book is coverless, it may have been reported to the publisher as “unsold or destroyed” and neither the author nor the publisher may have received payment for it. No part of this book may be adapted, stored, copied, reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. SETH Avoiding goddesses was easy until Seth started to fall for one... Seth prefers to live his life away from the other gods, and that definitely means avoiding dating one. But when he turns up to a speed dating event to discover the woman he’s been talking to online is a goddess, everything could change. Menhit never meant to hide her identity from Seth, but not having realised who he was when they first started talking, she’s now in too deep to want to walk away. Can she convince him to take a chance on their budding relationship? Seth is book twenty-two in the Speed Dating with the Denizens of the Underworld shared world series, filled with hidden gods, mistaken identities, and more. CHAPTER 1 Menhit I smiled at the satyr opposite me just as the bell rang to signal the end of the speed dating event. Despite knowing I shouldn’t, I almost let out a relieved sigh that I’d been saved from more pointless conversations that wouldn’t go anywhere. Normally, I had a lot more fun at DeLux Café. I said goodbye and scrunched up the card in my hand, already knowing that I didn’t want to put a tick by anyone’s name. I searched the crowd until my gaze landed on Bastet and Ptah, sharing a cosy table with one another at the back like they often did. She saw me looking and waved me over. I headed over to them, briefly considering ordering another drink before I did, but thinking better of it. “I’m going to go have a word with Baal,” Ptah said as I got there. “I’ll be back.” He leaned over and kissed Bastet’s cheek, causing her to blush and let out a small laugh as if she was a young shifter experiencing first love, and not a several thousand-year-old goddess in a serious relationship with someone she’d known almost as long. “We’ll be here,” she responded. Ptah disappeared into the crowd, presumably to find the storm god he’d mentioned. “Did I scare him away?” I asked, raising an eyebrow and taking a sip of my rum and coke. Bastet let out a small laugh. “Not even slightly. I think he just saw how badly that went and figured you’d need a place to vent.” I sighed. “It didn’t go great.” “I could tell. What’s wrong? I thought you liked coming to these things because they’re fun?” “It’s complicated,” I admitted, trying not to think about how much worse it was because I knew how she felt about speed dating. She’d only done it once, and I knew that was because Sekhmet had convinced her that she should and no other reason. “Try me.” She picked up her wine glass and took a sip. “Okay, so it is fun,” I said. “But I suppose I’ve been feeling a little lonely lately.” Especially since I was spending a lot of my downtime around a couple who were as loved up as she and Ptah were. “Oh, Menhit.” “Don’t oh, Menhit me. I’m fine. It’ll pass.” “What if it doesn’t?” “Then that’s why I’ll keep coming to speed dating,” I responded with a little too much false cheer. She narrowed her eyes at me, clearly unimpressed by the way I’m acting. I didn’t really blame her, I could be doing a better job at being convincing. “So you’re lonely?” she asked. “Yeah, I guess.” A pang of pain travelled through me, making me realise that was exactly the way I was feeling, and there was nothing I could do about it. “Have you tried going upstairs and taking part in human speed dating?” she asked. I nodded. “Hmm. What about online dating?” “I haven’t done that yet.” “Then pass me your phone and we’re doing it.” She held out her hand and made a motion that had me giving it to her without thinking twice about it. “Hmm, I’ve heard good things about this one.” She clicked on the screen to start an app downloading and handed my phone back. “What do you know about dating apps?” I tried to keep the surprise out of my voice, but I didn’t manage. She’d kept herself away from anything remotely social for years, I doubted she’d been dabbling in human dating in that time. “People told me their life stories every time they came to adopt a cat, I’ve heard a lot about them.” “Huh, who would have thought it?” “Many, many, humans,” she responded. “But to hear them tell it, dating apps are where you’ll find someone. You have to make your profile, then you get to decide on the people