Aphrodite Siblings Novels & Stories

“Baby?” The brunet blushed lightly and nodded as head. “Nathan and I are soulmates,” He said softly. “When we were introduced to each other after we both became friends with those two monkey heads differently.. we are currently best friends and they decided to introduce us to each other. We were surprised at first but then it was like we knew each other for years it happened so smoothly. Harry and Saint are also soulmates. You obviously know about Jedidiah and Williams and now Luca too bringing our numbers to seven. It was like our group was a perfect fit from the start, we work so well.” Adrien and Wilder exchanged glances with smiles on their faces.

The voice, though deep and sensual would send a chill down the spines of ordinary men, but it did nothing to ruffle Vlad’s feathers. Without turning around, he greeted his sister back, “I see you came.” “Are you not honoured by my presence brother?” “Should I be?” The female vampire chuckled and stepped forward to face her brother. She was beautiful, her face so breathtaking that the scholars of ancient Greece called her Aphrodite. Her silky black hair was dyed blonde and her eyes were sapphire green. Her stature was slightly smaller than Vlad’s but her arms and legs were well toned. They looked nothing like each other.

It wasn't true, he was prepared but not mentally. He just underestimated her. But he was proud that his little sister was not fragile, she could easily overpower the battlefield with her bare hands. Looking at her, always makes him miss their mother. Queen Aphrodite was seeing everything. She stood near the tree and watched the sibling's interaction. She did not want to disturb their moment. It is quite rare to see both of them together, due to their different duties.

"stop it Basma! " " why do you care? Just let me be Kalthum. " " please don't go to him. " Kalthum sobbed " don't do this to yourself please" she knelt down and held her sister's legs tightly " please, you're wasting my time with all this your crocodile tears. He is already waiting for me in the s!" Basma rolled her eyes and dragged her legs out of her sister's embrace

” Phidel with the spirit of Phidelia groaned, rubbing her forehead. “Were you even listening to me at all?” He scoffed, slightly shaking his head as he settled back in his seat. At that instant, Phidelia’s spirit left her sister's body– making her conscious of herself once again. She noticed the party was over with Rowan questioning her as he returned to his seat. Phidel deftly glanced at her sister with a quizzical look and she in turn shrugged with a sheepish grin plastered on her face. “I’m sorry..” Phidelia grumbled and Phidel spontaneously sighed– rolling her eyes in the process as she settled back in her seat; giving Rowan a sheepish smile as she glared at her sister.

Carmine falls back into a chair with his mouth open staring at her. “I knew it. Zeus, I knew it.” Idris points at Deshal then looks at Beauden. “If I’m not mistaken Zeus was married to Hera. Hera was the Goddess of Marriage, Women, and Family, and the protector of Women during childbirth. She was also Zeus' sister. Damn, you all have something in common. Zeus married his sister, and you mated with your sister.” “Stepsister.” Wisdom and Beaden say in unison. Wisdom rolls her eyes at Idris, “Deshal get your mate.”

Our father, Eses, the God of Skies, was clearly surprised to hear what my sister and I said. "Are you sure? You two have followed Guerrian and Dexaldir everywhere since childhood." "We're sure, Father." When we left the Celestial Palace with the imperial decree in hand, my sister and I finally lost the composure that we had been forcing ourselves to keep. We hugged each other. My sister, Azena, wiped away my tears. "Bydona, don't cry. This is our chance at revenge."

Apollo seemed flustered, searching for an answer, but Artemis spoke up, her voice firm. “And the way he acted recently? He looked really happy with you. And I’ve never seen Brother Helios like that.” My gaze shifted between them, a silent acknowledgment of their unwavering support. They were clearly waiting for my response, and I sighed, a long, weary exhalation. The siblings were so different, a fascinating trio of contrasts. Helios, ruthless and serious, a force of nature. Apollo, a charming playboy, happy-go-lucky and carefree. And Artemis, sophisticated and elegant, with a touch of delightful drama. Yet, when one of them was in trouble, they rallied immediately, a fierce, unbreakable bon

Although Echo looked more like Hector and Hera looked more like Gaia. Just like Eros’ soft features. They were almost carbon copies. If she was asked to tell the difference between all, she wouldn’t be able to. Dalia turned to the right when she heard a bark of a laugh and soft whisperings. It was his other two siblings. The elderly ones. Ajax and Athena? Gosh! They all looked alike! Dalia made a mental note to check out Eros’ family tree. It was in the daily fashion magazine for all to see.

It is a rare sight that is sometimes mistaken as Agartha, the mythical place featured in the Hollow Earth theory, or something even more absurd. Dionysus finds it tiresome to ride the elevator up to it's highest floor, so he flies in his carriage driven by pegasi, mistaken for a helicopter in the mere human's eyes, and lands on the helipad. His father was never the best in the lot. With Dionysus competing with various sons and daughters, specially his infamous, powerful siblings namely: Athena, Apollo, Ares, Artemis and Hephaestus, there was never enough recognition and praise for him. His only consolation is that Hephaestus has been his genuine friend and brother throughout his life that co