Aphrodite Cats Novels & Stories

Eros didn't take her threat seriously, so he poured his mother another glass of wine before lifting the bottle to his lips and drinking almost half of it all at once. Fowol coughed and drained her glass of wine, saying, "I fvcking hate this." Aphrodite laughed as she watched the scene at the military camp, which was happening slowly just a few meters away. The three gods were sitting on a branch of a tree, drinking wine, and watching the annoying lycan king and the strong-headed she-wolf General fight. "What about this don't you like?" Aphrodite asked with a hiccup as she waved her hand at the lycan who was dragging the she-wolf toward a tent. "They look great together, don't they? I quite l

I ask and then almost putting an end to my days with fright she jumps clapping her hands while squealing. "I was waiting for you to figure it out on your own." Her voice was the softest of velvet and mischief built her grins. Simply staring for a while I decide to make my grand escape but Mother Dearest extends her hand for me to shake. "I am Aphrodite." Unintentionally my grip tightens "You...are the goddess of love." She seems delighted by my insight and quickly adds on. "The goddess of beauty too." Seeing her face lighten up in a jolly mood and still jumping around in my mother's work clothes got me close to feeling nauseous.

His chest was broad and muscular, his legs long and powerful, baring his teeth he mind-linked her, 'Submit Silver Wolf or I will punish you’ She glared back at him not in the least intimidated, dancing on her paws her eyes never leaving his. Artemis was irresistibly drawn to Apollo, longing to submit. She wanted to lie on her back and bare her throat knowing what he would do to her. Instead, Katya teased and provoked as Apollo watched her desire burning through every vein. She looked incredibly beautiful and wild as Apollo stepped back and when she did make her move he was ready. He saw her make her decision and dance one way and then quickly changed feet, he caught her easily sending her cr

His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling. Across from there sat the other four; Aphrodite goddess of love, she looked like the ideal woman, perfect in every way. She had on a light pink robe and adorned herself with the whitest of pearls. She was breathtaking. Apollo god of the sun, well, he couldn't be seen as he was blazing too bright as all the other gods had to shield their eyes. Hermes messenger of the gods and god of mischief, he was in his usual servant robes but in a more godly form, with his winged sandals and staff.

Cat panted, trying to get closer to his hand at her breast. Cat curved her spine and pushed her breast into his hand, crying out “Eric!”

Maria bathes the cat, looks at the nametag hanging from its collar, and sighs, “Your name is Eny? …Aren't you a male cat?" The fat cat tilted its head, meowing freely for two hours, that's right, Eny is a male cat, pregnant like a female cat, a pregnant male cat!

The dark object tumbled out and slid across the floor. Clutching her chest, Adriana looked down. On the floor lay an extremely lifelike black cat figurine. Its black fur looked almost real, sharp fangs bared, eyes wide and glaring, its expression fierce and unsettling. "Childish!" Adriana picked it up and turned it over for inspection. Sure enough, it was just a small decorative figurine. Since when had Francesco developed such terrible taste? She pondered for a moment, then opened her browser and searched for the symbolic meaning of black cats.

The automatic sliding glass doors whispered open, and the only sound echoing across the marble floors was the soft click of Aphrodite's kitten heels. The past month had been a whirlwind of activities, with the recruitment of every Devil Wolf who had agreed to join our fight. Convincing them had been difficult at first—these wolves had endured horrors beyond imagination—but Aphrodite had made it happen. There were conditions to be met, of course, but those were a small price to pay for what these wolves had suffered.

“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

and she looked the other way. "Never mind, try to hold this Phoenix." I pulled her closer again, as my original intention was to make Aphrodite feel and interact with the Phoenix. The red gold phoenix looked at her as Aphrodite stroked her fur. "It's really soft and comfortable." Aphrodite looked pleased. "Wait, wait a minute..." and she looked at me suspiciously. "Could you stroke my hair like you told me to touch my mystical animal." I squeaked in annoyance, my other hand immediately flicking Aphrodite's head. "Oh Gosh, you really suck. Where did you get that thought from?"