Aphrodite の小説・ストーリー

Asher asked. I pinched the bridge of my nose as Devon let out a groan. I was still getting to know the guys, but I had learned quickly that Asher did not think before he spoke most of the time. Not that I was going to bring it up, but I was starting to think that Asher was on the spectrum. Not that it mattered but seriously the guy needed to learn how to read the room. I rubbed Devon’s arm as he looked at Asher. “Yes, of course, my name is Aphrodite and these two are my brothers Zeus and Hades. The beautiful woman is Hades wife Persephone.” Aphrodite said.

When the angel turn her head and finally revealed her face, everyone remembers her differently. Lucian remembers her as her mother, who gave birth to him and somehow was taken away from him all those decades ago. Darius remembers her as the mother of Theodora, wife of Norcia a dark creature who was a slave to Assorthan. Lucifer identified her as Mother destiny, the one he and Althea met when she was little. Althea called her as mother by mistake.

Allorah explained with a sad smile, “But for him, I would exchange my life. Just to save him. His worth it.” Mother Goddess watches her. As she looked at the man in the fountain with warm eyes. “Is he the one you received name?” Mother Goddess asked. “Yes,” Allorah said, looking at Mother Goddess. “Come, child,” Mother Goddess offered. They both walked away. Towards another large fountain. Moving her hand, Mother Goddess made a swirl. The clear water glimmer like it had sparkles suddenly change into a crimson red. Dabbing it. She turns to Allorah. A smile played on her lips.

Braving the crushing weight of the god's aura, the servant shakily opened the box. Lying inside was the laurel crown—the very symbol of Apollo's consort, meant for his bride's head. Then, following Lyra’s final instruction, the servant activated a memory stone. Instantly, a vast, shimmering image materialized in the air above them. It showed Apollo and Cassandra, tangled in a passionate embrace. Their every explicit whisper, their every dismissive remark and calculated plan against Lyra, was laid bare for all of Olympus to see. "By the gods, the God of Light betrayed his own betrothed..."

It was a focused star, and I was its absolute center. Adrien stood between me and Omega, a wall of protective fury, but he hesitated, feeling the shift in the air, the change in me. "Vanessa?" His voice was a low growl, filled with concern and awe. "It's alright, Adrien," I said, and my voice was not my own. It was layered with echoes, the sound of wind through ancient forests and the quiet hum of the cosmos. "Step aside." He did. He looked at me, and in his eyes, I saw not just his love, but his recognition. He was not looking at his mate. He was looking at his Luna. He was looking at the Goddess's Vessel.

The woman was tall, beautiful with long hair and eyes shining like a white glow of warm lights. - Hello, Aurora, could you introduce me to your friend? – The great muscular god questioned her. That man was a god in human form, a representation of the Vitruvian man, burning like the setting sun in front of him, he was the true will-o'-the-wisp. - My name is Amphitrite. – She said, as she approached that handsome young man. - Dear, my name is Anúchis, at your service... - She could say that it was the god in question, that his reddish skin was the only part of him that could say that he was Egyptian.

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.

(Talented) Born to Zeus and Leto (*cough cough* not his wife). And has a twin sister, Artemis. Aphrodite : Greek Goddess of beauty, love and eternal youth. She is married to Hephaestus and is the mother of Eros better know as cupid. (you know the cute kid who carries a heart shaped bow and arrow. And then shoots it at random people and they fall in "love") Athena : Greek goddess of wisdom, war, courage, inspiration, crafts, warfare, skill, strength, strategy, MATHEMATICS (In other words. "don't mess with her.").

Iris shook her head vigorously, and both laughed for a second, but again silence swarmed in the room like clouds. "You know, Theia," Iris gently kissed her daughter's temple, "they say it's not wise to name your daughter after the names of the gods. But I did it anyway, you know why?" Athena shook her head, indicating her curiosity. “Because Athena symbolizes love, intellect, and battle strategy,” she sighed deeply. “I always thought you were my little fighter. Maybe I shouldn’t have named you after her, and you wouldn’t have had these many struggles in your life.”

Artemis, the goddess of the wilderness, the hunt, and wild animals. Hecate, the goddess of magic, witchcraft, and the night. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, lust, beauty, and pleasure. They formed a semicircle with Selene at the center, and standing before her reminded me of the conversation I’d had with Jasper. “I was wrong.” I turned to see Jasper entering the space with me. He wore a white button-up shirt, untucked from his black pants. The sleeves were rolled to his elbows, and a few buttons were undone—an outfit I had seen him in many times while he was fulfilling his duties as Alpha.