Novel & Cerita Aphrodite And Hephaestus

He was The HADES. He was the SHIV : The destroyer, who could destroy the world only for his other half who gave strength to him. His ADRIJA. . Adrija was as beautiful as a blooming rose. She was Bright like Sun, beautiful like moon and charming like Spring He was unconsciously fascinated to her. Even if there was a garden full of flowers, she would definitely be the most beautiful one among them. His WIFE. His PRINCESS He would never show the real side of his to his wife. To her, He was calm, mature and little bit cold but in reality, He was over obsessive, cruel and darker than the HADES.

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

Lady Aphrodite and Lord Eros have dropped in. And strangely, or maybe it’s not so strange given my family, Lord Poseidon has visited. He and his brother seem to have one thing in common. They have both used me as an excuse to see someone else. I don’t speak of it, as it’s not my business. But Lord Poseidon seems to think being blind means being deaf and dumb as well.

all eight of them; Poseidon god of the sea, sat with his golden trident and crown, very intimidating with all his godly build and huge blue tail. Athena goddess of wisdom and battle strategy sat next to Poseidon , ever so proud of her hair and white robes with a warrior's head gear to adorn it, spear in hand. Ares god of war, Athena's male counterpart sat next to her, adorned in silver armor and a blade that was a little too sharp. Hephaestus god of metalworks and fire, a personality that rarely was at the hall, was sat beside Ares. His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling.

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.

Then suddenly I remembered what my father said when he gave me the sword. "My dear, always remember that this sword is special because it came from the Greek god Ares who is the God Of War. He made this sword himself" father said "But father, it looks like an ordinary sword. How can it be special aside from the God of War Ares is the one who gave and made it?" I asked "Just concentrate and think about what you want and it will be the thing you wanted it to become," father answered Right! That's it! Now I understand that! I immediately raised my sword and closed my eyes and concentrated.

The claws retreated when Rhys gave me back control. Happy birthday, By the time you read this, we will no longer walk this earth. We regret we couldn’t be with you, but we had to keep you safe. There are still followers of Hephaestus. We need you to remember the stories we told you about the Gods. For the first time in a thousand years, Aphrodite and Ares walk this earth together. We know you don’t remember your past lives and we can't say too much. But please know, you won’t recognize your mate, but they will recognize you.

His free hand found the bath rope and pulled it slowly revealing her naked body Infront of his eyes. He pulled away and stared at her body with eyes filled with nothing but pure lust.. "Splendidly beautiful." He mumbled loud enough for her to hear and grabbed her perfect looking tits... She was so beautiful with the body of a goddess.. it wasn't the first time seeing her body but he just couldn't help but appreciate it all over again.. He brought his lips to her nipples and teased her areolas with his tongue making her shiver slightly.. She was a moaning mess as she held onto his head giving him free access to her tits..

Braving the crushing weight of the god's aura, the servant shakily opened the box. Lying inside was the laurel crown—the very symbol of Apollo's consort, meant for his bride's head. Then, following Lyra’s final instruction, the servant activated a memory stone. Instantly, a vast, shimmering image materialized in the air above them. It showed Apollo and Cassandra, tangled in a passionate embrace. Their every explicit whisper, their every dismissive remark and calculated plan against Lyra, was laid bare for all of Olympus to see. "By the gods, the God of Light betrayed his own betrothed..."

Her thoughts broke when he pulled out of her, and her panties snapped back into place. He undid the belt, making her hands fall to the side. She lost her balance and was about to slump on the ground, but he caught her before she kissed the dry land, “I got you,” he pushed the hair out of her forehead and kissed her lovingly. She always was able to bring out the best and worst in him. How? How come this tiny purple eyed Greek-goddess has so much power over him? She saw him looking at her like she was the only woman in the world. Athena made no move to react, whores don’t respond, do they? No, they don’t.