Novel & Cerita Dionysus Greek Mythology

Proserpina wasn’t sure what it was and she thinks she didn’t really want to know. “Nothing really good happens these days, so the news about you, our sweet little poppy fucking someone is some good shit~” Dionysus slurs as he plopped down next to her, his legs kicking to and fro in the water like a toddler, splashing her thighs briefly as he let out a particularly loud belch, “so… did you have fun last night?” She glared at him, “Go away.” He took one, long look at her past red-rimmed eyes. “You don’t look like it,” he decides nonetheless, hiccupping, “Ariadne says hi, by the way.”

His senses on high alert as he hesitantly leaned over the doorframe to see a tall figure with black hair dancing around in the Kitchen with weird steps. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the dressing of this supposed churail, she was dressed in a pair of plazo pants and a sweatshirt. She turned around and started screaming upon seeing him. At once he knew this was no churail, only person had a voice this horrible in tht family and that was Zoya. He doubted if her horrible voice had scared the actual jinns away or not. He rolled his eyes but when her screams turned into full blown curses, he took hurried steps to shut her mouth with his hand before she could wake everyone up.

It was Aphrodite's deity, a man who just loved the idea of being a subordinate to a powerful woman. "I don't think I need to tell you my name because you very well know who I am. We've known each other since we were both humans." Aubrey rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue, completely annoyed. Xun, Aphrodite's deity, chuckled out as he sat on the seat that Hades had been sitting on earlier.

"You too!" The One-legged Ox Demon vanished without even daring to breathe. His great fear of Evernight was likely because Heavenly Emperor Fuxi once tamed the first One-legged Ox Demon in the Archean eon. On the other hand, Miao Ruyin's fear originated from the fact that they were both zither's souls.

“Yeah, I’ve employed someone. She should be with us tomorrow afternoon.” *** “Come on.” Wrapping my arm around Dion’s waist, I felt the full weight of his heavy-ass frame settle against me. And God, he was heavy. Not fat heavy either. Dion was built solidly, with muscles on muscles. It drew women to him in droves. He was the face of Dionysus Rising, and we used his sex appeal and cover boy muscles to our full advantage. But right at that second, it was nothing but a massive pain in the ass.

“He's gone to take care of his father's funeral. His face looked downcast, let's just hope that once buried, he feels that his father is in a better place. “I don't think so. We all know that the crimes he committed, are not easily forgiven by the moon goddess. So, you are aware that you are not in a better place, Rain.” I mean, feeling a little bad because that's the way reality is. Dionysus was not a good husband, father or leader. Therefore, I doubt that the few good actions he performed are enough to balance the scales. “Then, I will ask your father to take care of choosing the best men and preparing the plane for your trip tomorrow. Rest for now, we all need it here.

With his chest panting as he took in more oxygen and water dripped from his head down his face, he saw the figure standing there and did not have to ask who it was. The man gave him a small smile, removing the purple robe he was wearing and leaving it on the tiled floor before walking down the stairs of the pool and letting out a sigh of approval when he was fully in then resting his chest on the walls with his hands on the edge of the pool, looked at Loukas, "Nice to meet you as well, Loukas." Dionysus. The god of pleasure. The clear blue pool slowly turned red, a colour that brought alarm to Loukas' brain but for some obscene reason, he could not move. "What are you doing?"

"Hi." Zoey almost caught her breath in astonishment. Dionysus in a white shirt is also considered a deadly sin for her eyes. Her husband always looked so heavenly good in corporate suits, but he can also absolutely rock any kind of shirt and casual clothes. Heck, Dionysus could wear a mere pauper's attire and still look like the enthralling Greek God of ecstasy that he actually is. "Hi." Zoey breathily responded, suddenly remembering Dionysus' heartfelt confessions to her hours ago. "Should we go now? I want to show you around the town. There's so many wonderful things to see here in the countryside."

The three of us turned to her. "I also heard that the future Moon Goddess is the daughter of the current Moon Goddess and His Majesty’s stepfather," she added. Really? "I mean, everyone knows that, right?" she said, laughing nervously. No, I didn’t. "I’ve never heard about it before. So, the future Moon Goddess visiting the Lycan Realm is Vincent’s daughter?" I clarified. Jiya nodded. Oh, so Vincent gave up immortality to marry Charlotte. He must love her deeply.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it