Phoebe recently discovered she’s a descendent of Nike (the goddess, not the shoe), and now she’s finding out that supernatural powers come with a crazy learning curve. Her new stepfather, headmaster of the Academy for descendants of Greek gods, has enrolled her in Dynamotheos Development Camp—aka Goddess Boot Camp—with a bunch of ten-year-olds for the summer. Embarrassing as that is, hopefully it’ll help her get control of her powers in time to pass the test of the gods, continue training hard enough to qualify for the Pythian Games (the only sporting event bigger than the Olympics), and enjoy her godly boyfriend, Griffin, all while avoiding getting smoted for accidental misuse of powers!

Goddess Boot Camp is another fast-paced myth-inspired heroine’s quest that’s sure to bring out the goddess in anyone.

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Phoebe Castro Griffin Blake Troy Travatas Nicole Matios Stella Petrolas Xander Katara

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Reviews

  • “Fans of the first book will recognize the same chick-lit elements here: snappy dialogue, picture-perfect mean girls, and misunderstandings and reconciliations with a dreamy boyfriend. A mystery about Phoebe’s dad’s fate adds to the lighthearted, magic-packed fun that provides enough background for series newbies.” ~ Booklist
  • “The plot has many twists and turns and moves along nicely, and there are beautiful descriptions of the Greek islands. … those who enjoyed the first book will want to read this one.” ~ School Library Journal
  • “This sequel to Oh. My. Gods. (2008) is as fun and fast-paced as the first installment. Even though Phoebe is dealing with drama of mythic proportions, her insecurity in her relationships and her conflicts with friends and enemies alike make her a realistic and empathetic heroine. … the light and clever story line, which, although clearly begging comparison to Percy Jackson, makes for ideal beach reading.” ~ Kirkus
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Read an Excerpt

Chapter One

I.

Am.

A.

Goddess.

An honest-to-goodness goddess.

With superpowers and everything.

Okay, so I’m just a minor, minor, minor goddess. Technically, I’m supposed to say hematheos, which means godly blood, or part god, but goddess sounds much more impressive (to the like ten people I’m allowed to tell). There’s no percentage requirement or anything–all that matters is having a god or goddess somewhere up the line, and my great-grandmother, it turns out, is Nike. The goddess; not the shoe. That makies me a tiny leaf on a narrow branch of the massive and ancient family tree of the gods.

So I can say with only minor hesitation that I, Phoebe Castro, am a goddess. The thing is, I only learned this about myself a few months ago–when my mom married a Greek guy and transplanted me halfway around the world to the tiny island of Serfopoula.

I spent the first seventeen years of my life believing I was a perfectly normal girl from a semi-functional family with a deceased dad and a workaholic mom. Then wham-o, I find out Dad’s dead because he disobeyed some supernatural edict and got smoted to Hades and I am, in fact, part of the fully dysfunctional family of Greek gods. Talk about your issues.

Being part-goddess comes with some serious perks, though. Namely powers. I can pretty much do whatever I want whenever I want so long as I don’t break any of those aforementioned supernatural edicts. These include, but are not limited to: no bringing people back from the dead (not a problem because, even though I’m dying to see my dad again I don’t actually want to die to do it. I have a lot to live for–like my fabulous boyfriend, Griffin.), no traveling through time in either direction, and no using your powers to succeed in the nothos–the normal human–world.

These seem like no big deal, right? Well, they wouldn’t be … if I could keep my powers under control. But that is way harder than I ever imagined.

My stepdad Damian–part god himself–says it’s going to take time and training. Everyone else at The Academy–the ultra-private school for the descendants of Greek gods where he happens to be the headmaster–has known about their powers almost since birth. They started learning how to use them properly before they could walk. But even they sometimes have trouble keeping their powers under control, like last September when my not-yet-boyfriend Griffin accidentally knotted my Nikes together during cross-country tryouts.

Like I said, I’ve only known about these powers for a few months and these things aren’t exactly easy to control. Once, I slept through my alarm and tried to zap myself to class before the bell–my first period teacher, Ms. “Tyrant” Tyrovolas, has a zero tolerance tardy policy–and wound up crashing a parent-headmaster conference in Damian’s office. Can you say detention?

Clearly it’s going to take a while to figure this out.

So I could spend more time on my powers training, Damian banned me from running more than five miles a day until school let out (last week, thank Nike!). Even my cross-country coach at the Academy, Coach Lenny, supported the reduced running time. He says I can never race in the Olympics if there’s a chance I might accidentally turn my competitors into molasses or something. Only the lure of the Olympics could convince me to cut back on running. That and the fear of accidentally getting myself smoted by the gods. Eternity in the underworld is a pretty big deterrent.

All the time I used to spend on cross-country I had to spend on learning to control my powers. Not that all the extra training helped much. Countless after-school sessions and weekend lessons–with Damian, Griffin, my friends Nicole and Troy, various Academy teachers, or, on days when the Fates were feeling vengeful, my evil stepsister, Stella–and I’m still a menace. No matter how many times I close my eyes and concentrate on moving the book across the table, sensing my instructor-du-jour’s thoughts, or manifesting an apple from thin air, it inevitably backfires. Hideously.

Sure, with Griffin’s help I figured out how to turn Stella’s hair green for Mom and Damian’s wedding, but my attempt at zapping myself some new Nikes ended very, very badly. Let’s just say I like my toes and I’m thankful every day that I have all ten of them.

Now it’s summer break and I still have only limited control.

I’m back to my regular running schedule, training for the Pythian Games trials, which are just two weeks away, and wondering whether my next powers screw-up will be the one that lands me in Hades.

Some days I wish I’d never learned the truth. Life would be so much less complicated if Mom had never met Damian. Right now, I’d be back in L.A. with Nola and Cesca, enjoying my last summer before college by spending hours on the beach. Maybe finally learning how to surf from some hottie surfer boy who would totally fall in love with Nola and–

“Phoebe!”

I shudder at the sound of Damian’s voice echoing through the house. He sounds really, really, really upset.

“Yes?” I answer as sweetly as possible from the relative safety of my bedroom. Not that walls hinder his ability to read minds–or fear.

I watch the door nervously. I know it’s a bad sign when I see water streaming under the crack, flowing into the grout lines between each tile and pooling in the depressions of the age-worn ceramic surfaces.

“Trust me,” Damian says from the other side of my door, “you do not wish to make me open this door myself.”

I leap up from my desk chair and, neatly avoiding the rivulets lacing across my floor, pull open the door. “Damian, I’m–”

My mouth drops open and my apology sticks in my throat.

Normally impeccably-dressed-in-a-suit-and-tie Damian is standing there wearing board shorts, Birkenstocks, and a shark’s tooth necklace. Oh, and he’s soaking wet.

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OMG Series

About the Series

Goddess Boot Camp is part of the Oh. My. Gods. series. Here is the  complete (as of this moment) list in proper reading order:

  1. Oh. My. Gods. (Book 1)
  2. The Twelve Days of Stella (Short Story)
  3. Phoebe's Fair Valentine (Short Story)
  4. Nicole's Labyrinth (Short Story)
  5. Goddess Boot Camp (Book 2)
  6. Goddess In Time (eNovella)
Oh. My. Gods.The Twelve Days of StellaPhoebe's Fair ValentineNicole's LabyrinthGoddess Boot CampGoddess In Time

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