Dionysus Doing Everything Wrong Novels & Stories

"No. You take your three sugar pods, which I already find hellish, as a quantity in a coffee shop. I don't want to be responsible if you get diabetes." Dio mio! A woman standing up to Santo?! Ah. To hell with my Machiavellian plan to make him die of diabetes thanks to my cooking. Santo has the angel Didi to look after him. Santo angrily grabs the three bags and pours them into his cappuccino. "You are not responsible for me, woman!" Am I dreaming, or is that the shadow of a smile I see forming on his lips? Didi dramatically rolls her eyes and turns around to answer the phone again.

I turned to Dion and asked him what's happening, and one of the rarest times in the world, Dionysus smirked sexily and said, "We're going on a date." MICS ARTEMIA

she added, her tone soft, almost playful. Eric looked at her for a moment. He said nothing. Even though he loved Jessica and would protect her, he still did not want to be completely unfair. Then Jessica turned to Tessy again, her eyes full of ‘ I told you look.’ “You had better repent from your evil ways,” she said coldly. “Or you may never participate in the Golden Design Competition.” She advised Tessy. One of her followers added quickly, “She can’t even participate. She was disqualified before for stealing your design.”

Willow asked unaware of the situation and Chapelle answered, "He had...sex." "He did what?" Siren asked mind-blowing. "My Lady, you know the Prince cannot perform such acts when at the night of the eclipse…" Willow informed politely. "I know this, please help him!" she cried out in fear. "He's a Blackmark Dragon, my Lady and we cannot do anything…" an hour passed by and Willow uttered in despair. "What do you mean! Why isn't he waking up?" Raya was going insane, a total dread on her face. "Maybe Griffin knows…" Willow mumbled and the sea witches exchanged looks when Crawford asked, "Where is Griffin?"

"Your Past is for me To understand you Not to punish you- My Persephone" SHIV HADES .. .. "Where are you going after stealing my kiss?" , Shiv's face was blackened as his voice was low, hoarse and his aura was too dark, dominating and furious at this moment that the bold and brave Adrija felt threatened by his sudden change of demeanor. "Wh. What ?" , Adrija stammered as her heart shook violently because of his dangerous aura and deadly - threatening eyes.

Many were holding pickaxes and shovels, digging at the surrounding rocks and ground while women wearing skimpy outfits with tiny black wings attached onto their backs lashed out at the men, occasionally whipping the men's already feeble bodies with the long thorny whips in their hands. "Where am I? Didn't I die? Is this hell?" [You've transmigrated into a young man's body in a parallel world called Fiore. In this world, the Gods had either all died or were captured by the demons.] A mechanical voice sounded. "Whoa, who is speaking to me?" Alex looked to his surrounding frantically, surprised by the sudden voice. [I'm the Eros God System, created by God Eros during the War of Genesis waged be

The echo of the punch resounded through the church like a clap of thunder. The priest stumbled, blood trickling from his lip, but he didn’t retaliate. Instead, he staggered backward, his hand rising to his collar, trying to straighten his clergy attire. His eyes were filled not with fear but with sorrow. "Have you no respect in church anymore? Why do you have to cause a ruckus and harm the servant of this church?" Sister Dina meddles between Richard and Henry. Sister Dina’s voice cut through the chaos as she hurried forward, standing between Richard and the injured priest. Her stern gaze bore into Richard, but her calm demeanor only seemed to fuel his rage.

Gabriella stepped inside cautiously, scanning the floor. Suddenly — A stubborn cockroach crawled out from the corner. Gabriella shrieked and jumped onto Norman, her arms and legs wrapping around him instinctively. He backed into the wall with a startled breath as the insect scurried away. When she looked up, Norman’s eyes had darkened, his gaze locked onto hers. Realizing what she had done, Gabriella tried to pull away — but his arm tightened slightly around her. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I’ll go—”

Dionysus Rising might be the cream of the crop of rockstars, but they were slobs like any other – there was no denying that. Bending to gather up a stack of used plastic shot glasses, I grimaced. My fingers were sticky from the remnants of the alcohol in them, and a wave of unease flooded me. I didn't want to pick up after a bunch of drunk rockstars like I was their maid. I should have made them clear up their own damn mess, but…but I couldn't let Dion come out to it all, either. That wouldn't be kind. Not after what had happened. But then again, nothing anyone had done tonight had been kind to him. It was a miracle he was sober at all.

"That's not a reason to hide a threat." "It's an excellent reason." "No, it's an extremely Grace reason." I frowned. "What does that even mean?" "It means you're terrified, so naturally your first instinct is to make the situation more dangerous." "I'm not terrified." "You're whispering." "I am not." "You are." I looked toward the driver. He was staring straight ahead. I lowered my voice anyway. "I just don't want Ethan turning this into another security lockdown." Ruelle sighed. "Then tell Laura."