Daughter Of Poseidon Novels & Stories

“Her life will feel like hell. The only way to prevent that is to hide her presence.” The only thing that could prevent this riot was to hide the birth of this child from the world. Melia felt her heart squeeze, she dropped tears. "The one born during a lunar eclipse," Percy said. He kissed the forehead of his newborn daughter. "A girl who has a birthmark in the shape of a moon between her heart and her heart." "Yesran ..." Percy said the name of her daughter. “Yesran is that child, Melia.” Melia nodded weakly. She continued her husband's words. “The child in the prophecy, the woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess as a special person. A reinforcer, a healer, as well as a woman who will give b

There was no flicker of recognition in the mermaid’s green eyes and Katalea knew that her standard way of messaging her Pride wouldn’t work here. Instead the blue haired lady turned to address them both. “I am Aquina, Great Granddaughter many times over to Poseidon and Amphitrite,” she said out loud, closing the gap between them with both hands outstretched facing up. Katalea looked down at her hands, unsure of what to do. Aquina smirked, and rolled her eyes. “I didn’t put them there to hold a tray of food.” She said, “Place your hands atop mine, and see.”

Hades said rolling his eyes when he said my father’s name. “You don’t like my dad?” I asked. “Your father likes to deny who he really is. That’s why you were raised as a human instead of the little Goddess you actually are.” Poseidon said. “That might have been a good thing.” I said. “What? Why?” Zeus asked. “Because from what I’ve read, Goddesses act like spoiled brats.” I said very matter of fact. “My daughters are all Goddesses, and they aren’t spoiled brats.” Zeus said puffing out his chest.

He was regarded to be vengeful when insulted. He is the son of Cronus and Rhea and used to be swallowed via his father alongside with HADES, DEMETER, HESTIA and HERA. However, in some folklore stories it is believed that Poseidon, like ZEUS, used to be now not swallowed with the aid of Cronus due to the fact his mom Rhea who hid him amongst a flock of lambs and pretended to have given delivery to a colt, which was once as soon as devoured by CRONUS instead.

Miss Adele, daughter of Baron Guise, said as she rolled her eyes. “Shh.” Lady Coleen glared at them. How could they spout such words towards a member of the imperial family inside the imperial palace? Weren’t they afraid of the consequences? Coleen looked around looking for the imperial princess and she found her seated beside her father. The princess was the youngest among the emperor’s children and she was also the sole daughter. She was witness to how much the emperor cherished the princess so she was afraid to offend her. “Lady Tiana, I think your father was looking for you.” Daphne pointed towards the direction of the Marquess whose eyes were roaming around in search of his daughter.

Sophia Leonidas. ‘You do recognise me.’ ‘Barely. Theé mou—’ His eyes swept her frame. ‘You’ve—grown.’ He remembered her as a gangly blonde who still had to grow into her lean body. An awkward teenager completely dominated by her overprotective father. A pampered princess never allowed out of her heavily guarded palace. Stay away from my daughter, Andino. It was the unspoken threat that had made him determined to talk to her. Just thinking of the name Leonidas was enough to ruin his day and now here was the daughter, standing in his office.

His mother let out a shrill, hysterical laugh: "Thalia! Did you sell your soul to some dark god just to shed your mortality?!" Before she could utter another word, Zeus summoned a bolt of lightning that struck her squarely in the chest, sending her flying as she vomited blood: "Dare to insult my daughter again, and I will unleash the fires of heaven to boil your wretched oceans dry!" Realizing my true identity, the Atlantean delegation nearly died of fright, slamming their foreheads against the floor in terrified apologies. Only Orion sat paralyzed on the ground, staring up at me like a broken man, muttering: "The daughter of Zeus... How is that possible...?"

She says and I look back at Asteria, who is on her knees. “I, King Poseidon, brother of Zeus and Hades, son of Kronos hereby, reinstate your full power queen Asteria, my daughter. You it wisely.” He says as the wind increases and forms around her as she is lifted gently off the ground inside the tornado. I watch as she spins, her long black hair whipping around. Golds, reds, purples, blues and pinks form around her. She throws her head back and shrieks as the colours absorb into her. Her skin glows in a delicate pink hue. Lightning strikes her over and over again. I scream, but I’m held back.

That was the second lie. I stayed just long enough to hear the silence. Silence had always been one of Zeno’s loudest tells. Then the water in the wall niche behind them rippled, though no hand touched it, and Amilios said, softer now, understanding settling in his voice, “Oh. That’s a yes.” I left after that, quickly and carefully, like retreat could stop the words from following. His daughter. Zeno had a daughter. I knew that already. Capital gossip had teeth and wings of its own. Lord Poseidon had children—sons, a daughter—a respectable House full of respectable proof that he had done everything Olympus asked of him.

I bring my knees up to my chest and hug myself as I ask, “Why now, after all these years, Josie?” She chuckles as she answers, “Soren’s daughter is the first pure female of his bloodline to be born in over a hundred years, Layla; he now knows what it feels like to fear for his child's safety.” I snarl, “So he is doing this to protect his daughter, not mine.” Josie stands, pulling me to my feet and embracing me; I take a deep breath as I feel her love and kindness enter me; she kisses my cheek as she says,