Diomedes X Odysseus Novels & Stories

Once they have passed the Sirens' island, Odysseus and his men must navigate the straits between Scylla and Charybdis. I stopped reading because of that word. Charybdis. The word I am looking for has now finally appeared in the most unexpected circumstance. Elijah also looked at me and frowned. My heart skipped a beat because I did not expect this incident. Elijah didn't speak, so I continued reading.

Hades behind, lubed with my slick, pressing into my ass. 'Relax, human slut. Take us both.' The stretch burned, but I pushed back, moaning 'Ahh, fuck!' Poseidon in front, hand on my throat, cock down into it. They moved together, a symphony of ruin. Thrusts syncing, filling me completely. 'Our goddess,' Zeus groaned. 'Breed her.' 'Make her swell with divine seed,' Hades hissed. 'Drown in it,' Poseidon grunted. I was shattered, pleasure, pain, moaning garbled around Poseidon's length, body quaking. Another climax built, but as Hades slammed deep, Poseidon gripped tighter, Zeus's hands bruising my hips.

"Wow... " "At last! Let's line up now! Zeus with Hera! Then Athena! Aphrodite stand here with Hephaestus... " And so on. Hephaestus, which is Gibson, stood beside her. He's like a dead earlier and now, he's much brighter than the sun now that he's near her. I hissed. Hephaestus is the ugliest God and Aphrodite's the prettiest goddess. They are not meant to be together because he is UGLY.

He had no idea, but he found himself saying, "I can fight." She nodded, finally looking away from him. "Good." They all began talking as soon as she turned away from him, Leonidas learning their names in quick succession. Hercules, he was a Zeus Familia and from the way he spoke, a High Family. The girl on him, Aellai, Artemis, he was not sure what she was or not. Then on another log entirely, two other people, Odysseus, a Poseidon Familia and Dido, an Athena Familia.

Because the more I thought about it, the more I imagined Melite and Europa’s naked bodies with droplets of water slipping slowly over the curves I’ve come to know and enjoy. I knew I’d been thinking about it too much when my mind conjured up images of Andromache and even Eurymedusa naked. I shook my head. Yeah, my mind had drifted too far. Demoleon groaned on the bed. “How long does it take to bathe? Do they think they are Aphrodite or something? Gods.” he grumbled.

“How about you, beautiful?” “I have a lot to look into tonight, but there are still somethings I’m going to need to research tonight that I’m confused about.” “Like?” “The story about Poseidon and Medusa. There are two different versions of the story as one tells that he forces himself onto her and the other is that they both had a love affair. So, which one it the true story?”

This recognition led Artemis to hire a tutor for him, a learned man named Demetrius, who was to provide Alcides with a well-rounded education. Demetrius, a patient and erudite teacher, introduced Alcides to the world of literature, mathematics, philosophy, and history. He discovered that Alcides had a hunger for knowledge that rivaled his thirst for combat. Alcides devoured books, absorbing the wisdom contained within their pages. He was particularly drawn to stories of legendary heroes and epic battles, inspiring him to dream of greatness beyond the arena.

Hades’ spirit left Odeus’s body in a thick dark ash as it went down the open ground just as Odeus’s body burnt up in hell fire . Even after everything Odeus was still my mate and did not deserve to just burn into literal flames from hell . My heart ached and broke as tears welled up my eyes upon watching my mate burning up in flames . I blinked and the hole on the ground was no longer there ,the sky no longer seemed to be at war as it cleared up and the atmosphere quieted down. All our eyes went to Odeus’s ashes as they lit up in a light blue hue followed by flame like sparks before his body reappeared from the ashes and just like a Phoenix he rose .

I really think I’ve accidentally gotten high. I’m in the actual Underworld, standing beside Hades and Persephone. We went to literal Greek paradise to find Odysseus. Like, that Odysseus. Hero of the Trojan War. Supposedly one of the smartest mortals who ever lived. Tell me that doesn’t sound like an acid trip. “Why do we need Odysseus?” I ask. “He and Dante are the only mortals who’ve ever entered Tartarus and made it out,” Lord Hades replies. “Dante’s no fighter. Odysseus will keep you safe while guiding you.”

I ask in astonishment. I may not be involved in the Hellenistic church anymore, but I do know my mythology and the Gods/Goddess’s of my people. Calypso rolls her eyes and lets out a sigh. “You know, I really wish people would actually stop spreading that story! Did I love Odysseus? Yes, he was gorgeous and muscular, who wouldn’t fall in love with him. But damn it! I didn’t kidnap him! He’s so fucking dramatic.” She huffs.