Aphrodite And Ares Novels & Stories

His claws started to form while his breathing became heavier and heavier. I slowly took his hand. I wanted them to slap some sense into Douglas, but maybe that isn’t the best idea. “Your mate, impossible. You were always talking about… what’s her name… Aphrodite,” Douglas said laughing. “Sorry, little wolf, but I know for a fact that she was Ares’s only love.” I tried to hide the smile that formed on my lips and I felt Carson's anger slowly fade. “What! He had another before me,” I said, trying to fake my shock. No one needed to know I was Aphrodite. Same as Ares doesn’t tell everyone he is truly Ares, the god of war.

"You would rather be a powerful tyrant and force someone to love you as Zeus did with Hera than to do the right thing, you sicken me... but I am forced to follow your command." Aven smirked "And...?" "And?! He tricked her and ravished her after his offer was spurned, as her own brother". Aven smiled "You compare me to a god...but darling didn't they create one of the most powerful gods in Greek mythology? Ares. Ares wed Aphrodite and Aphrodite is the one who spoke to me... therefore we will be wed if the time so comes to me ravishing you, then I will." I clenched my fists, keeping my mouth shut. I tried to rip the needles from my arm and attempted to place one foot on the cold ground. I fell

He places an arm around my shoulder and cuddles me to his side. I gladly snuggle up to him. He points to the fountain just outside the terrace, directly in our line of sight, and I realize that’s what he’d been staring at. A marble statue of a muscled man donning a shield and a spear sits at the center of the fountain. The expression on is face is filled with wrath. With divine vengeance. And something about the way he grips the spear seems almost god-like. Ares. The Greek god of war. Suddenly, the sunset that has turned the fountain water golden makes it look like blood flowing in rivulets out of coffers.

to threaten the status of the gods, which is shameful. “Take away their love, I feel that love in this world is a very troublesome and troublesome thing. They cause so many disasters in this world, humans use love for evil purposes and that's why we should take them away." The god Ares had just finished speaking when he was met with a cold glare from Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. Ares lowered his head without daring to look up.

“I’ll send you the full report to your email, but the important parts are that while we all think of her as the Goddess of Love, she is, more specifically, the Goddess of Physical Love. So, that makes her important to the physical part of our relationships, which we all know is important, but it is just a piece of the equation. Aside from Aphrodite, there are seven deities responsible for what we think of as love. They are called Erotes. We know them as cherubs. Think about images of cute little fat baby angels.” “You mean like Cupid?” I feel my brows knit in confusion. “Well, Cupid is his name in Roman mythology. Greek Mythology knows him as Eros. He handles passion, but this is a conversat

he took her over-sensitive nipples into his mouth and suckled on them deeply while she pushed her boob more into his mouth. Resisting the urge to keep them in his mouth for longer, he hid her face in his chest. “Sleep, baby, you and our baby need it,” with one final forehead kiss. He closed his eyes while Athena’s sleep was nowhere near her. She took the ring in her hands again and slipped into deep thought. She didn’t know when she passed into the siesta. It was a dream; they were star-crossed lovers, and now they were the lovers whose passion the stars witnessed. She embedded into the night, bringing beauty to one another as only complementary opposites ever can.

I stood near the back, my hand resting on the hilt of the golden sword at my side, my eyes fixed on the two figures at the altar. Androkles, resplendent in his formal robes, looked every bit the Lord Ares, his posture a study in quiet, confident authority. And beside him, Ismene-Eirene, a vision of ethereal beauty, her face hidden behind a delicate veil, was a calm, steady presence.

"My relationship with my family is completely ruined. It's just... you are always so gentle and sweet with me, Ares. But then, in a split second, you become so terrifying to other people. It really throws me off. It’s almost like you're two completely different men trapped in one body." Ares briefly took his eyes off the road, a soft, incredibly tender smile gracing his lips as he looked at me. "I am only gentle with you because you are the most special person in my life, sweetheart. But make no mistake—I will become as fierce as I need to be the moment someone tries to hurt you. You are my wife, after all. Protecting you is my job." A soft warmth bloomed in my chest. "That is the sweetest t

Arthene coughed, muttering, "Let go… At the very least… I really did take two blows for you and Estella…" "You took blows?" Ares laughed exasperatedly. "So, stealing credit, sowing discord, poisoning and killing the pups, and letting wolves in—is that your way of taking payment?" His nails dug deep into her neck, making black blood flow down. "I chose to cast my goddess into the mud and worshiped the venomous snake instead. "Arthene, you don't even deserve a quick death." Without any warning, Ares tore off one of Arthene's arms with his bare hands. Arthene's piercing screams tore through the night sky, deafeningly loud.

Aurora questioned with a frown on her forehead. " Leonidas and Ares are both essential parts of each other but at the same time they have their own identities and you are their mate. They both share you and as your mate, Ares will soon mark and mate you just the way Leonidas's did and will have equal right on you as Leonidas and vice versa." Astraea explained while Aurora just stared at her in shock. " Ares?? But how Won't Leo mind it?" She muttered as looking at Astraea.