Aphrodite Persephone Novels & Stories

Preppy blonds who pretended to be goth were more my type. "If they aren't, then perhaps I can?" She replied, her voice filled with lust as she walked toward me, sashaying her hips, crossing through my fire. This. This is how I destroy her. She's forgotten that my mother is Persephone, a goddess so pure that her power alone cleanses the world of winter and brings new life. A demon of pure darkness, one such as this Medusa, wouldn't be able to get past my shield.

He faced her with different emotions playing on his face so Eleena couldn't clearly tell what he is really telling. Apollo closed his eyes before taking a deep breath then he sighed and Eleena instantly knew that what was happening was a burden to Apollo. He sighs once more and Eleena is agitated. She even wants to shake Apollo to squeeze the answers from him but her nervousness is restraining her from moving. Apollo finally looked her in the eye and as if they could communicate through eye contact, Eleena felt the weight of the problem. “You just met Persephone, Hades’s wife.”

“Movies, Baba. Have you got to one where Persephone is kept captive by Hades in the Underworld yet?” He picked up one from the top of a pile and handed it to me, grimacing. “She also mentioned that Hercules has a secret love affair with Persephone and that she claims that her name is Megara. She didn’t even get the hero’s name correct! Heracles, people! Heracles!”

Samael laughs quietly at different distractions. He puts a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Look. Pomegranate sweet wine, fresh from Hades' groves. You must try some. Persephone lost her heart to Hades over it. It wasn't six red seeds she ate as the myths lead one to think: it was six sweet sips of this intoxicating aphrodisiac that convinced her to stay in the underworld. Vintage of Hades is always sweet, not full of wrath like the vines from Up Above.”

I couldn't even see her anymore. "Kamara" I heard her call my name. "Demeter, the goddess of harvest and Zues the god of the sky had a daughter. Persephone the goddess of springtime, vegetation and the underworld" I heard her talk. "Okay?. Where is all this going?" I asked to the space around me because I really couldn't see anyone "Be patient" another female voice gently scolded me. "One day, when Persephone the young goddess was gathering flowers by the stream, Hades the brother of Zeus and god of the underworld abducts her. Zeus and Demeter kept asking for her.

He opened it and began yo read the contents in it. In this guise she is most often referred to as Kore, signifying both 'daughter' and 'maiden'. In Greek mythology, the wife of Hades(the demon king), is the Queen of the Underworld and takes her other name, Persephone. In this guise, she was seen as a protectress in the after-life, although Hesiod repeatedly describes her as 'dread Persephone' in his Theogony. In the Roman world the goddess was known as Proserpina.

aren't you afraid? — Not with you by my side, you idiot. — I approach your lips. — Persephone didn't want Hades, but he insisted... one day she fell in love with him, then she understood that there was no point in going if a piece of her would stay with him. Persephone is the Goddess of light..., but she didn't mind being the queen of darkness. — I whispered and closed my eyes, tense and panting.

Harry exclaimed with an exaggerated British accent as he pretended to take down notes in the air, “Do continue. We’d love to hear you simp!” “Fuck you,” Alastor snapped, feeling his cheeks growing warm. “Aw, love you too, man!” “But don't you see, Alpha?” Sean demanded, “The eyes, the shadows, hell that sword: she looked and acted like she might be... Proserpina.” "Wait… the underworld's queen?" Harry blurted out. “No moron, that's Queen Persephone,” Sean muttered, groaning tiredly under his breath, “...there's a difference. Proserpina is the daughter of Hades. She’s the goddess of shadows: keeper of death, princess and only heir of the underworld.”

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.

I frown at her slightly, wishing I knew her name, wishing I could respond to her clear excitement. She smiles brightly, flashing a set of pearly white teeth. "Don't worry, I know about your memory loss. No worries that you don't remember me. I'm Persephone, and you and I were very good friends." Persephone. I wish I had studied Greek mythology more frequently now, as I search my brain for answers. After a moment, it comes to me. "The Goddess of Spring. Queen of the Underworld." "That's right!" She beams, offering me a nod. "It's been a while since I've seen you. I'm glad you're back and well."