Novel & Cerita Daughter Of Hades And Persephone

Dionysus rolled his eyes again, munching his last bread. (Are you still here?) Persephone’s lovely voice contradicted her cynical tone. “Yes, I am still here, mom.” Dionysus scowled at her. Persephone was a highly respected minister in Country C. Despite her lovely appearance and elegance: if someone dared enough to be rude, it would only be Dionysus. Persephone had treated Dionysus more to her son instead of her co-worker or friend. In fact, Hades had doted on Dionysus more than her. Thus, it was official. Dionysus had indeed become the son of the couple.

I stated. “They… they aren’t mine. They are Persephone’s.” Hades began talking while playing with his thumb. Very uncharacteristic for such a proud God to have such hobby. “I… Zeus cursed me to never have a child from my seed. My ex-wife and I had sons but they aren’t from me, Persephone conceived the sons of other male.”

I added, "Why did you send her to the witches; what was she talking about," I wanted the truth from her, "I sent her to be the virgin offering to our gods," she spilled with her chocked voice, "So, it's you who wanted her daughter to be the offering in the rituals. Why did you do that?" I clasped her neck harder, "I am a witch, and to stay strong, I need to regenerate my power; I offered my elder daughter to the gods, previously. This time also I wanted to offer my Accalia for more power," she smirked,

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

Apollo wailed, his fall from glorious god to powerless immortal now complete. The Underworld guards strode forward without expression, forcibly dragging the pathetic, writhing form of Apollo and my still-crying parents from the hall. The great doors slammed shut, sealing away the noise and ugliness for good. The cheers of the gods and spirits rose once more. This time, there were no interruptions. I turned and looked at my husband. He was watching me, his dark eyes reflecting my crowned image. "My Queen," Hades said, his voice a warm, gentle rumble. "Welcome home."

I hit the floor. It felt like an invisible hand was crushing my chest. I couldn't breathe. "Because of your own stupidity and cruelty!" Hecate’s voice sliced through my denial. "You let your feelings blind you. You forced most of your divine protection onto Adonis. You even ordered dark magic to strip Aiden of his manhood and his very power!" "No... I did it to..." "Shut up!" Hecate snapped. "Your dark magic destroyed his life force. It snuffed out his destiny! You personally cut off his fated gifts and pushed him into a dead end!"

Darius asked from behind us. “We shall make this bargain official; Pain will let you take his place with the Valkyrie and ready this one for him and myself,” Hades said as he grabbed my ass and rubbed his erection between my bound legs. “My lord,” came a rough female voice, “I have not asked you to spare my son, have not asked you for much these last 24 years that you’ve hunted him. I ask you now not to make me watch you mate with my granddaughter.” “Very well, Persephone. Torment, take her to her room to clean herself and call off the hunt for your son. Your granddaughter and I are going to get to know each other.”

Half an hour later, Hades emerged carrying Olivia in his arms. I noticed sharply that he was limping, and blood was pouring from his left knee. Still, he didn't spare me a glance as he lifted Olivia into the ambulance. In my past life, a fire broke out at the hotel on the day of our wedding. Because of the intensity of the flames, I had stopped Hades from going in to save Olivia, causing her to die in that fire. Hades hated me for it, and by extension, he hated our son too. On our third wedding anniversary, which also marked the anniversary of Olivia's death, Hades tricked me and our son into going on a diving trip.

“Fine, be difficult for all I care. But now, before I take the body and we finally meet the true fate, let me tell you a couple of things about yourself.” Now, that instantly caught my attention. My head snapped in his direction and I instantly gasped, realizing the creature had gotten too close to me already. “You are the last daughter of the Moon,” it muttered so close to my ear, I could feel the cold breath. My body froze as I tried to ponder the words. What did the daughter of the Moon mean? I had never heard about such a thing, no one in my life had ever mentioned anything even briefly close to that. “Huh?” Was the only sound I could make, probably looking as stupid as I felt.

His feet tapped with an unknown rhythm as he slowly closed his eyes, " But now that I met your daughter, I think I understand. She has the same eyes and same hair as yours. The uncanny resemblance she shares with you was enough for me to want to risk my everything, just to save her. She has her father's features as well. Must be nice looking at the face of Calex, the man you loved so passionately. " " Master Yvonne... " Martha's scream brought Yvonne back on the ground. He was levitating. He had not even realised but he was making everything around him float as well.