Athena X Aphrodite Novels & Stories

The chamber was bathed in ethereal light as the two mortals appeared before the goddess, their faces etched with determination. "Athena," Ardolf spoke, his voice carrying the weight of his quest, "we seek your guidance in ridding ourselves of Luka's tyranny." Athena regarded them both, her gray eyes alight with wisdom. "I have pondered on this matter, and a plan has taken shape." With eloquence and precision, Athena shared her strategy, her words weaving a tapestry of manipulation and intrigue. She described the fragile bond between Luka and his mortal love, detailing how Ardolf could exploit it to sow discord in Luka's heart.

At this moment, he was able to see the person who was attacking him. It was Fuoco, but that man didn't seemed to know her and looked surprised when he realised it was a girl. Fuoco was attacking him vigorously and he was struggling to keep up with the sudden series of attacks being launched at him. Fuoco was a skilled fighter and it was clear from her perfect moves. She was looking like an incarnation of goddess of war and the sound from their duel was making the weak walls of that building shake terribly.

"King Athena of Antarti pack," "By Luna, you make me jealous," Meredith said. "Why?" "A woman King? Impressive! I wished I could pull that feat, honestly. From what I've heard, you fear no one at all. Not many women would actually stand up to a pack and declare herself King," Eucaria rolled her eyes. "Not any woman will. Athena is the only woman. Her name already tells who she is. The Greek goddess of war. You are indeed fearless," If these women were flattering her, it was real work. Her cheeks were red from the good things these women said about her. This was her first time being talked about this way and it made her swell with pride.

The very air around her seemed to shimmer with the power of the heavens. "I am Athena," she said, her voice deep and commanding, echoing through the tomb like a thunderclap. "And you… Nihil… you will not break me again." Nihil staggered back, his dark power recoiling from her presence. His face twisted in rage and disbelief. "No! This cannot be. You cannot be Athena. You are weak. You were nothing before. You are nothing!" Kiara, now Athena in every sense, raised her hand, the air crackling with divine energy. The very earth beneath her feet trembled as the ground split open, revealing the raw force of her godly might. Her eyes blazed with fire, her voice filled with divine wrath.

I state with interest. "You may have heard of me. My name is Aphrodite. Goddess of love, beauty, and desire, and this is my son, Eros. God of sex, lust, and passionate desire. The one who can bring irresistible feelings and impulses with the use of his arrow. He is often referred to as Cupid, but as you can see, he is not like what humans have made him out to be. Lastly, this is my dear friend, Peitho. Goddess of persuasion and seduction." she explains, introducing both herself and the other two sexy individuals. "This is definitely a dream." I mumble to myself.

I don't move, much less breathe, which he seems to take as an encouragement to go on. “From what I was told, it is not going to be a normal war. It is going to be brought on by… by a… I mean… it's a…” “Deity,” I supply. “What?” “Deity. Void specifically. That is his name.” “What- how? How did you know that? I had only just gotten… wait. She told me that someone… a couple would lead the charge. A descendent of the goddess herself and her mate. Are you-”

Venus gasped in disbelief. "This is a scandalous affair indeed!" Venus cried. "Who would have expected it from a decent goddess like you! So now that the fine daughter of mine has a girlfriend, tell me her name. Who is it that has tempted my innocent child? Is it one of that crowd of Nymphae, or one of the Horae, the seasons? Or one of the bands of Muses, or my servants, the Graces? Tell me, daughter, who is she?" "Her name is Psyche," the youthful goddess reluctantly replied.

Alexandra who's eyes where shut, couldn't make out what was going on. She only felt something get into her roughly, which makes her scream in pains. They were both lucky they were the only ones in. Raphael doesn't move, he just stays inside her. Meanwhile, Alexandra lets the tears drop slowly. They could hear each other, breathing. After what felt like eternity, he starts adjusting slowly.

Athena's POV I wake up with a splitting headache, but the soft embrace of my Egyptian cotton duvet covers makes it bearable. Turning to my side, I spot Cassian lying on top of the covers, deeply engrossed in his sketchbook. He’s drawing something, his brow furrowed in concentration. Suddenly, I’m acutely aware of myself—my makeup, the clothes I passed out in last night. I peek under the covers and realize I’m no longer in last night’s clothes; instead, I’m wearing a comfortable shirt from my closet. I’m still in my underwear, which means Cassian must have helped me change without taking advantage of me while I was out cold.

Sienna Hart held a crystal tumbler, her posture rigid, staring down at the bench in absolute disbelief. Athena held her gaze across the expanse of the roaring arena. The chill in the air vanished, replaced by a burning, furious heat in her veins. She let a slow, chilling smile curve her lips. War was coming.