Aphrodite Novels & Stories

I say with a slow nod. "Yeah, but it's not a good idea to use magic on others without their consent. It's unethical". He wink at me. "But you can ask her to boost your seductive powers. Afrodite is a great example by the way, she symbolises desire, passion and sexuality, her son Eros stands for love and relationships". "But why not use Freja then ? Isn't she the same as Afrodite ?" I ask.

She has this weak emotion that surrounds her and she need to compose herself well. Sure it was, Dye's first love was no other than Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty.

"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...

"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, ca

I immediately spread my wings wide open to balance myself and sighed in relief. “Ah, hehe. I’m sorry if I surprised you!” said an exquisite woman who was floating in front of me while smiling sweetly. Her ethereal appearance and intimidating aura dazzled me, which rendered me speechless for a while. “I’m Aphrodite! Nice to meet you, Luna!” My eyes widened as I recognized the woman in front of me. I’m speechless. Then I cleared my throat and uttered unbelievably, “Aphrodite? As in the Goddess of Love, Sex, and Beauty? Woah!”

Claire also looked at him with a seductive gaze, full of passion. "Shit!" cursed Leon. He finally remembered something in the legend of Greek mythology. "Why?" asked Claire. "I forgot something important," said Leon. "What?" asked Claire as she walked over gracefully. Showing her long and smooth legs. “Ares and Aphrodite are the most legendary couple. Aphrodite had affairs with many men, including her adopted son Adonis. But Ares, is her favorite," said Leon. By the time he finished his sentence, Claire was right in front of him, they were only a few centimeters away. Her soft hand gently touched Leon's cheek.

She hadn't felt such feeling before. Realizing this was what Trisha was always on about, she wouldn't blame her, because it was damn pleasuring and she was committing a sin right now. Not just fornication to God, but doing it with her parents son. Raphael gently leaves the left breast and turns to the right one, with his hand still caressing the other, she could feel her juices dripping on her on her panties. The feeling was out of the world. "You drive me insane!" Raphael mutters now, kissing her neck now, and caressing her whole body, meanwhile she moans slowly.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

She nods, “Artemis. Shifter Goddess of the half-moon, hunters, and fertility, among other things, according to Luna.” They look stunned, and again mutter, this time for longer. They seemed to be unsure how to proceed. George looks at Celine, she nods, stands up and moves back to George and rests a hand on his shoulder. He feels her gifting him,

She had stood tall and alone, enduring the scorn with quiet resilience that few could have managed. The vision shifted seamlessly to the dense forest, revealing layers of manipulation by Selene, waves of fear, and profound loneliness. Aria had been hunted relentlessly, time and again, through shadows and threats that never seemed to end. The visions flowed without pause or mercy, each one building upon the last to paint a complete picture of her existence.