Aphrodite Greek Gods Novels & Stories

"She looks like she is destined for greatness." The goddess wore a long white tunic, but it was woven of gauzy stuff dyed with the colors of the sunset. It was Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty and desire. Persephone could smell her rosy perfume in her lungs and she almost felt enchanted by it. Though her eyes were dazzled by Aphrodite's peerless beauty, she could almost see the look of subtle envy in the goddess' smile. Then she was greeted by Hermes - the messenger of the gods, lord of thieves and travelers, master who could move freely between the worlds of the mortal and divine. He kissed her swiftly on the cheek, causing her face to form a maiden's blush.

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.

It only took a while after Stylani had returned the gown to her closet and tightened the robe around her body before she heard the voice, "Sending your little friend away so that I shall not see her? I think that is very cruel, princess." Stylani breathed in, begging herself to be calm as she turned and met the woman sitting on her bed and touching the flowers. "She is not my friend." Aphrodite turned to look at her, her blue eyes twinkling like the sky, "The way your mortal heart races begs to tell me otherwise." Aphrodite, as the goddess of beauty, was definitely stunning to behold. With her near always wet look and porcelain skin, a curvaceous body that Stylani had once tried to have and

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.

Any woman would kill for his attention. 'Just let me die! He's so beautiful.. God spent a century creating this fine piece.' Even the males couldn't help appreciate this beautiful Man. Giselle was not left out, in other to gain more face in her party she hurrily fix her looks and headed towards the demi god standing in the middle of a few elites of the city. "Ehm...excuse me Gentlemen, is everyone having a great time?" Giselle's playful voice got their attention.. She received warm smiles from them but she obviously got eyes for bigger fishes.

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

he drawled calmly. "That was Poseidon, god of the seas. Everyone knows that he is a jolly good fellow, always partying and dining but is very greedy with his treasures. But Hades, is sensitive, depressed, and irritable. Very short-tempered and quick to lash out," she countered. "There were other gods besides Poseidon," he said frowning at her obvious neglect of his accomplishments. "Yes, I know, there was Aeolus, god of the wind. Demeter, goddess of the harvest and seasons. Apollos, god of light, prophecy, healing, and plague," she listed them out.

Both being gods of water, they understood each other well, even if they were from other worlds, he was an Egyptian god and Amphitrite was a Greek goddess. We entered my apartment kissing, bumping into each piece of furniture, desperate for more of each other, it was long before I felt his materials on his pants, I grabbed them, when I realized, that he didn't need me to know more than being his Beauty of a blue tone, in the midst of this, came together between the two men, who entered into an agreement with Aurora.

He is wearing white flowy robes similar to what the moon goddess wears. “My child, this is Zeus, my mate.” “It’s nice to meet you.” Sonya says. “The pleasure is all mine. All us gods are extremely happy with you and everything you have done for us. We want to give you something in return.” Sonya looks at the moon goddess and then back to Zeus. “What could you possibly give me?” “Peace of mind. We are going to put an end to Hades’s army and let you leave in peace with the man you love.”

The second tried to act like he didn't know his mother might have had more than three glasses of wine. "I think we should turn it up more," Aphrodite said with a hiccup. I'd like to see them get dirty. YougetwhatI'msaying?" She spoke. Her words were starting to run together, making it hard for people to understand what she was saying. Even so, the goddess didn't seem to care much because she drank the whole glass of wine and then held it up to Eros again.