This double-stuffed illustrated omnibus contains: I thought I was living the dream-until the fateful day I found my boyfriend in bed with my boss. As a professional copywriter, it was the tired cliche that hurt me the most. What's a big city girl to do but pack my bags and go solo on that Grecian cruise I'd booked with my ex? Who needs a man when you have tropical breezes, stunning vistas, and free cocktails with frilly umbrellas? But thanks to a freak storm, I find myself washed ashore on a mysterious Greek Isle inhabited by 12 hotties determined to help me in way they can. What in the rom-com setup is this? Somehow, I've ended up inside a famous Greek myth, tasked with conquering the very men I find myself unable to resist-despite their fur, fangs, tentacles, extra appendages, and extremely large...secrets of their own. Danger lurks around every crumbling ancient ruin, but the longer I stay, the more I wonder if I want to return to my old life at all. Here, I get to be the heroine of my own story, and it might just be time to rewrite history. - This is a slow-build group (I should hope so, for our girl's sake... and her cat's...), although NOT a slow burn. And before my fellow history nerds get their togas in a bunch, I am aware that Hercules/Herculeia is the Roman spelling (it gets addressed in the book, trust.)