Aphrodite Family Tree Novels & Stories

Again, Athena guided his hand as he reduce off Medusa’s head with his sword. Aphrodite is the Goddess of Love and Beauty and according to Hesiod’s THEOGONY, she was born from the foam in the waters of Paphos, on the island of Cyprus. As with so many Greek deities, there are many stories about the origins of the gods. Many gods believed that her splendor used to be such that their competition over her would spark a hostilities of the gods. Because of this, Zeus married Aphrodite to HEPHAESTUS – he wasn’t viewed as a risk because of his ugliness and deformity.

"Try another lie," Panag seemed to backtrack. "What?" "Try another lie," Loukas was seething now, his hands forming fists. "You have all the necessary things to keep two women busy and out of your way for eternity. Try another lie." "Fine!" The man had thrown away the sad composure, replacing it with irritation. "It was her damned Familia." "Aphrodite?" "Yes," Panag replied. "Have you not heard? A Dionysus Familia and an Aphrodite Familia were a catastrophic mix! She would possibly just spend more than I already do! I could not risk that!"

I murmured. “ I guess, you're right,” mom chuckled briefly. “ Selene and Amphitrite were sisters; twin sisters to be precise with Selene being the older twin. I won't go into much details but during the most devastating war thousands of years ago, Amphitrite had to protect Selene’s daughter but she could only do that using a small clan from the hamlet her sister had formed who worshipped her since they lived by the riverside. The clan members hid Selene’s daughter until the war was over so as a reward for their commitment and help, Amphitrite gave them supernatural abilities and they became the second family to be directly intertwined with a crucial spiritual being,” mom concluded. “ Ohh, no

His voice was distant, as if he were putting together a puzzle in his mind. - AND...? — Aspen expressed the question that was also in my head. — In Greek mythology, Rhea and Cronnos are the Titans who created the world. They are the parents of the gods Zeus, Hades and Poseidon. They were husband and wife. — Remus explained. My eyes widened in surprise. — You mean Chloe and Aaron are…. — Aspen asked, excited. — It's just a theory, but it is known that wolves can only mate with another whose wolf name connects with theirs in Greek mythology.

She then continues by saying, “ since I am your father James’s mother and also happened to be the werewolf goddess, your father was a part werewolf and part demigod.” Saying this she stops suddenly and shots a glare, which was more like a death stare at two people who were also in the same room, they came forward, “ Hello Stella, I am Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty and this is son Eros, the love god” she said pointing towards the male who was with her. I was a bit confused thinking about what does the goddess of beauty and the god of love have to do with me or my family. She said, “ it was her fault that I didn’t have the chance to be raised by my biological mother and that I had to live t

Tears welled in her eyes as she quickly wiped them, "you are her daughter, which makes you my niece and I'm not one of the evil aunts who want to see their niece suffering." Sarah knew about Aphrodite and her mother being siblings. But it was the very first time Aphrodite herself told her this. Aphrodite was her aunt, her family, and Sarah was thankful that at least she found some of her family. "I-Thank you," Sarah didn't know what to say or do. So without further thinking, she hugged Aphrodite. Soon she felt Aphrodite wrapping her arms around her. This was comforting for her. This was all she needed.

“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