Ariadne De Mare Novels & Stories

⤝⧫⤞ I am brought out of my trance when my phone rings for the fourth time, “Again Ketzia! You need to focus!” Ariadne snaps her fingers in front of my face as I turn to meet her frustrated gaze. Ariadne is the witch queen and is training me to use my powers, she has bright white hair with purple eyes, she stands tall with a small figure. She has a dark complexion which matches well with her hair, she has the softest of facial features which can easily turn into one you don't want to mess with. “I'm sorry Ariadne, it's my father. He has been calling non stop these past couple of days.”

------------------------------------------- On the year 2300 | The quest of missing a two-headed bracelet. -------------------------------------------- They tried to search for a way to open up a passage to the underworld and found numerous gates in various places. The first door is the entrance to the classic hell: the cave in Cape Matapan at the southern tip of mainland Greece. Cabo Matapan, also known as Cabo Tynaron or Tenaro, is located at the end of the El Mani peninsula. The cave opens on sea level on the cliff below the cape, which is a precise point, above it is the ruins of a Spartan temple. This is one of many records that the ancient Greeks attributed to Hades, the Kingdom of Sha

While I was sorting out the pages, I suddenly read the name Arie, so I tried to read it out of curiosity. It was a tale about one of the twin goddesses named Arie. She was born with both the power of the sun and the moon within her, despite being the daughter of Lev, the minor god bearing the power of the sun. There were tales stating that she and Ayla were both children of Sephtis when he pretended to be Lev before he was sent to the Abyss. It is due to the fact that they both possess the insignia of the moon on their foreheads. However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

His face is blurry to me. His voice is muffled. I inhale as my eyes shut. Now too heavy to open. But a scent fills my nostrils, a family scent. I cling to it as I truly fall into oblivion. ---- Andrea Something soft is touching my face. Patting my cheek delicately. Andrea. Open your eyes. I don't want to though. I'm warm, comfortable. The softness continues to caress my face. Leaving tingles trailing it as it moves.

They asked me to follow them and turned to leave without giving anymore details. I paused for a second to think about it, but my instincts betrayed me. I followed behind them and walked into larger room, six times my size of room. A large portrait of the Alpha and a man and a woman behind him hung up in the wall. It grabbed my attention the moment I walked in. Everything about the room looked sophisticated. Obsidian carvings, an artwork that added life to the room, the floor was marbled, but somehow I could see my reflection almost clearly. The furnitures in the room and the private balcony stashed with vintage wines.

My baby whimpered, and Dante shook his head at her “I am not here to hurt you, Aurora, if anything, I came here to help you out with a cause that we are all sharing” Alessandro walked inside the room, followed by Angelina, Elena, and Maria. Elena smiled at me, and ran to my side, sitting on the edge of the bed and despite how nervous I was, I smiled at her, nodding as she ran her finger over his hand, before I glared back at the woman “Eva D’Angelo is Nicolas’s mate, and the keeper of the Guardian’s Eye, in other words, the Compass of Secret’s best friend”

" I smiled at her, and Alessandro pulled out my chair for me to sit down; I took a quick glance at Alessandro's father, and he gave me a subtle wink. Shit! I ignored his wink. Alessandro sat down in the seat next to me placing his hand on top of mine for reassurance. "Cassandra, this is my mother, Bianca," He spoke, and she leaned her hand out for mine across the table. "Nice to meet you, dear," She spoke in her Italian accent. She was a beautiful woman, I don't get why her husband constantly cheated on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your fiancee, my son?" Alessandro's father spoke up, taking a sip of the whiskey he had in his glass.

It seemed natural at this point to have her at my left. “Thank you for coming to greet us." She bowed her head politely before we followed the guard. I have only rarely been inside the House of Aphrodite. And it’s still as extravagant as ever. I sighed as we walked into the parlor and found Myrrine stead drinking tea. “Welcome, Lord Ares and Lady Ismene-Eirene. I am pleased you’ve followed basic etiquette to seek my blessing of your union." she greeted. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I guided Ismene-Eirene to a chair before sitting next to her.

The mischievous laughter had materialized. She could not hold on to her hat, so it fell down the steep slope. “Aaaaah!” Maria cried, shielding herself by crossing her elbows over her head. Hee-hee-hee. The awkward girl panicked. She grabbed on to anything to secure her footing and her hands accidentally fell on one of the claw indentations. The goat raised its front legs off the ground and bleated incessantly. The mischievous creature swooped. It appeared like a cherub but had six black wings as huge as the serpent eagle's pinions. This is my first time to see one! She had seen such only sculpted in marble or dolomite in the sepulchers at the west beaches’ cemetery. The black winged