Aphrodite And Ares Novels & Stories

He swallowed thickly, so loudly that I could hear his throat working even with my damaged hearing. “We need this truce,” repeated Dad, “but if you hurt her, I will not hesitate to move against you.” My heart stilled. My breath froze in my lungs. That was as good as declaring war. “I won’t hurt her,” Ares breathed. “I have made mistakes in the past, but… Haile is everything I have ever dreamed of. At first, I questioned why the Moon Goddess had chosen us for one another. But the more I know her, the more I understand. She is perfect for me.”

She didn't even mind when someone slipped the mask back over her eyes. She must have drifted off for a minute because she was a little disoriented when Jen again knocked into her with her shoulder. Or maybe it was the two gods standing in front of them. "Meet Dante and Ares." They were tall, both tan, and so muscular they looked as though they could compete in some sort of weight lifting competition. They stood with their hands cupped over their groins, not as though they were ashamed of their nakedness, but as if they were building anticipation, like a burlesque performer with her fans.

" Ares came into the room anyway, polishing his nails on his white muscle shirt. "List here, sweetheart, I know my way around some things. I think I could help little Uriel understand what a man has and what to do with it." Ares strode up to Athena, who backed away and grabbed the clicker. Ares had a wicked grin on his face. His eye twitched as he looked at Mariah, winking at her while she blew some air kisses. Looking at both of them, there was an undeniable connection. As soon as they were in the same room, they were fawning over each other, looking deeply into each other's eyes.

Asher asked. I pinched the bridge of my nose as Devon let out a groan. I was still getting to know the guys, but I had learned quickly that Asher did not think before he spoke most of the time. Not that I was going to bring it up, but I was starting to think that Asher was on the spectrum. Not that it mattered but seriously the guy needed to learn how to read the room. I rubbed Devon’s arm as he looked at Asher. “Yes, of course, my name is Aphrodite and these two are my brothers Zeus and Hades. The beautiful woman is Hades wife Persephone.” Aphrodite said.

The rain, hormones, music, and emotions were overwhelming for us both as we gave into our desires and exploded in sync. But this wasn’t about sex, we were sealing a bond. He looked at me like I was a treasure he didn’t believe he’d found. A tear appeared in his eye, as he rubbed his hands up and down my back. I felt bad. I had no idea what he had been through but he was hurting. I pulled him back in and held him. I had my face in his chest and I could hear him saying thank you God over and over. When he said it the last time, my mind immediately woke up. Thoughts of the stories my parents told me of having the extra rib of my Adam popped into my mind. It couldn’t be, that wasn’t true. We are

It was all about power. Aphrodite fell in love with me in a twisted and deranged fashion. She wanted to be all I desired. So I showed her how painful it was to be desired by me. She thought Aries was wrapped around her finger and wasn’t touching her to save her from pain, but in reality, he was following my instructions. Letting her rest up to be able to take the punishment of my desires. She thought when her punishment was up things would go back to being lovey dovey between the two of us. She was so wrong.

He knew that Typhon’s threat was not an empty one. “Let me go, Selene. You’re making a huge mistake. You don’t want to make an enemy out of me.” Selene laughed out loud. “And what is the goddess of love going to do to me? Seduce me to death? Sadly, your charms don’t work on me. Ares seems to be tangled up in your web though. Tell me something, if he loves you so much why does he obsess over Demi?” Aphrodite held onto Selene’s arm trying to keep the sharp edge of the blade from pushing deeper into the skin of her neck.

His only thought was to get to me, to protect me at all costs. As he finished his story, the priest's eyes reddened. He lamented that he did not know what past I shared with this god, but he could see that the God of War loved me enough to die for me. At that thought, a self-mocking smile touched my lips. It was undeniable. Aresios truly loved me, both in our past on Olympus and in this deadly chaos storm. But that did not stop him from sleeping with another goddess, having children with her, and swearing a divine oath to her by the River Styx, only to turn around and lie to me, asking me to wait for him a little longer.

Her profile picture did not reveal the assets of her face but a discreetly charming figure with her tangled hair, blown away by a strong wind that nothing could stop. A guy named Sylvère, seduced by the young woman's modesty, hastened to send her a long letter of motivation filled with poetry. If Judith had enjoyed walking between the lines full of sweet words, she could not refrain from a cry of horror when she discovered the photo of a penis that did was more than ready to play in the screenshot below. Realizing that Sylvère had flirted with Photoshop slightly too much, she immediately closed her account and thought that authenticity was not behind a screen.

I never thought of our bond the way he is explaining it. “So…there’s some part of you that wants to keep this up for longer?!” What the hell Ares! “Well...yeah! I want to breed you. I want us to have our own pup. I want YOU to have OUR pups. I want us to have it all Ari! I love you!” He adoringly stares into my eyes with those delectable eyes of his, swirling blue and yellow to show me Eros and he were truly symbiotic at the moment.