Aphrodite Greek Gods Novels & Stories

I gently removed my hand from him, wishing I could do that right away. Seeing the sadness on my face, Ares started to cheer me up. "My name, given to me by my father, was the name of a god of war," he told me. I raised my head and stared at his handsome face. "I was thinking about a name that would suit you well and the name Aphrodite is the right name," he said. "Aphrodite," I repeated. "A goddess of beauty and love," Ares told me. "She had red hair just like you."

"You've always been very interested in what Hecate is up to, haven't you? I'm sure not knowing these past three years would have killed you, had you not been immortal." Aphrodite. Goddess of Love. I recall, and although I can't explain it, my nose wrinkles distastefully at the sight of her, and my heart tugs with something akin to dislike. Aphrodite tilts her head back and laughs sweetly, though I have a feeling she's anything but. "Oh, on the contrary, Hera. I must say, it's been lovely having Ares warm my bed these past few years. You don't mind, do you, Hecate?" She adds innocently, her eyes wide. "I know things ended on a...sour note with you two, but I hope there's no hard feelings."

Why does it mean by that? "Mine's Hera. A kind of girl who will fight my mistresses." Vaspe said coolly, with a smirk, he shrugged. Tsk. "Mine's Aphrodite. Goddess of love, beauty and sex!" TOASTED BIRD, YOU PERV! "Mine is Adonis! Waaaahhhh~ The muscles and gorgeous god." I said dreamily with twinkling eyes. Who will be my Adonis? When will I meet my Adonis? I'm not getting any younger already. I want a man~!

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Several millennia ago, when The Moon goddess was living among all the creatures that lived in this magical realm, a chaos was ignited in between all the creatures. Aphrodite, the Goddess of love, lust and beauty, wanted to seduce the Moon and turn its powers to provide her with more beauty that could never be declined, even by God Zeus.

It was Aphrodite's deity, a man who just loved the idea of being a subordinate to a powerful woman. "I don't think I need to tell you my name because you very well know who I am. We've known each other since we were both humans." Aubrey rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue, completely annoyed. Xun, Aphrodite's deity, chuckled out as he sat on the seat that Hades had been sitting on earlier.

This close connection with the earth was once inherited from her mom Rhea, and doubtless, she was a reincarnation of local mother Earth goddesses, in many instances worshipped in rural communities in the Bronze Age. Ancient Greek goddess of love, beauty, desire, and all aspects of sexuality, Aphrodite could entice both gods and guys into illicit affairs with her properly appears and whispered candy nothings. Born near Cyprus from the severed genitalia of the sky god Uranus, Aphrodite had a much wider value than the traditional view as a mere goddess of love and sex. Dionysos was the ancient Greek god of wine, merriment, and theatre. Being the bad boy of Mt. Olympus, he was possibly the most

I state with interest. "You may have heard of me. My name is Aphrodite. Goddess of love, beauty, and desire, and this is my son, Eros. God of sex, lust, and passionate desire. The one who can bring irresistible feelings and impulses with the use of his arrow. He is often referred to as Cupid, but as you can see, he is not like what humans have made him out to be. Lastly, this is my dear friend, Peitho. Goddess of persuasion and seduction." she explains, introducing both herself and the other two sexy individuals. "This is definitely a dream." I mumble to myself.

A male and a female though in same bed but so far apart as if they detest each other's touch. Goddess Amphitrite who started harboring feelings recently for God Poseidon her betrothed in the early days has been spending her last days with him and was so happy that he was having his with her too though she's been trying to get him lay with her but the great God never accepts. She's tried so many times but when he wouldn't accept she gave in to just spending time with him and enjoy it while it lasts. So many beings think the great God is always happy but only his room knows who he truly is.

My hands moved gently, back and forth. When I kiss my way down her thighs, would she hold my head in place, rotating her large hips as I feasted? And, oh, the taste of her. She always tasted like the nectar of life. I never tired of drinking from her fountain, and she was always generous with it. Just a little lick and a little teasing, and she would give freely. My hands moved faster, holding the base with a tight grip and pumping faster. In my kind, all I could see was Zara ,mouth opened halfway as I rocked into her with just enough force to have her breasts jiggle .

Studying the man's movement, she found every movement of the man was purposeful and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. “My lord,” Beta Idris called the man's attention towards the appearance of the woman. Alpha Odysseus turned around and his gaze landed on the woman who was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes while looking down at her feet, of course, no one could bear to look at him or even summon the courage to do so. “Look up,” Alpha's Odysseus' strong features were set in a hard expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied her. But beneath the cold expression, he seemed to recognize her.