“We’re Muses. Not vampires, not fairies, not werewolves. We’re Muses.”
Sophie was sure her mother had reached an epic level of crazy. We’re Muses?
She found the idea ridiculous. She was supposed to simply accept the idea that her mother and grandmother were Muses, and she should happily take up the family business? However, Sophie couldn't explain away her loss of memory and recent physical transformation that made Anne Hathaway in The Princess Diaries look like a bad Walmart make-over.
Even if she could convince herself she was suffering from major jet-lag and a growth spurt, she couldn't explain why her mood swings triggered an uncontrollable ability to shoot powerful bursts of energy out of her hands.But, Muses? Muses were lame. She could recall only one movie about them, Xanadu, and she refused to start skating around in leg warmers and peasant blouses.
Sophie soon realizes modern day Muses have evolved into powerful guardians of humankind, tasked with keeping mortals on the right path and the original Olympians locked away from the world.
But old hatreds don’t die easily, especially for immortal enemies that have an eternity to plot and gather their forces. Well aware of the Fates’ foretelling of another Olympian war, and a young Muse that would rise up as a warrior and defeat them, the Olympians have vowed to either possess Sophie or destroy her.
Either way, they will make sure everyone associated with their imprisonment will reap an eternal damnation in the Underworld, leaving the Olympians to restore Mount Olympus and force humankind into a future of never-ending servitude and misery.