Dionysus Greek Myths Novels & Stories

I'm doing my best lost puppy face. - Hi - he releases the hood of the car, making a loud noise, which is softened by the sound playing outside - I am Dionísio. I can see you stomping around the Bronx chasing your man, and honestly, I don't care. You know he's probably fucking another woman. I widen my eyes. First, Dionysus, as the god of wine? Second, is this what women expect from their husbands here? Because if so, it's exactly the same as politics. And, third but not least, my man?

Xavier simply said and sipped his wine quietly. His face gave nothing away , making it really hard to guess what he was thinking... Godvric did as he was told and kept his eyes on the mobile phone.. "The first item up for bidding is an ancient Greek totem.." the voice of the host could be heard everywhere and they began bidding with their pads.. The first item was taken by the prime minister of Greece... "The next item is the famous portrait of the Sanzu river painted by the Shin Ha-ri.. we're gonna start with 1million for this. " The host announced and glanced at the private booth...

Almost immediately, a very tall muscular well-built man hopped out of the Benz which made Eileen shift back a little, as the man's appearance was screaming dangerously and confidence in his face, which was so well-built. “Sorry Beta, our Miss was a bit taken back because of their well-built body.” The warrior spoke up so as not to cause any misunderstanding. The man standing in front of her was beta Idris, Alpha Odysseus second in command. “Beta Idris, this is the oldest daughter of our master, Markus Eileen. Please, inform your alpha, that our master entrusted her daughter to him.” Said one of the warriors. Eileen didn't know when a tear streamed down her cheeks, her father wasn't here to s

He looked like he was having a hard time reminiscing about its history. Aphrodite came to the rescue, "Right! Most of us have been friends since then. We grew up in slums, doing different jobs in order to survive and fulfill the needs of our rumbling stomachs. Me, being the face of cybersex, Dionysus... who used to rob the general's main house, Hermes and Ares as the known thieves in town, and then there's Zeus who abducted people for ransom... Athena who was once a stripper, Apollo as a drug addict..." My widening eyes went to Apollo. He smiled as he waved at me. "And Poseidon... the sex slave." What...

The Naxos Island will soon be missed. Ariadne didn't answer, she pressed her naked body against Leon's body, making Leon's pants feel even tighter. Leon recalls that in the legend, Ariadne would become the wife of Dyonisius, the god of wine, on the island of Naxos. He didn’t know what happens, if Theseus slept with Ariadne before that happened. "Touch me, Theseus," said Ariadne in a very seductive voice.

It is a rare sight that is sometimes mistaken as Agartha, the mythical place featured in the Hollow Earth theory, or something even more absurd. Dionysus finds it tiresome to ride the elevator up to it's highest floor, so he flies in his carriage driven by pegasi, mistaken for a helicopter in the mere human's eyes, and lands on the helipad. His father was never the best in the lot. With Dionysus competing with various sons and daughters, specially his infamous, powerful siblings namely: Athena, Apollo, Ares, Artemis and Hephaestus, there was never enough recognition and praise for him. His only consolation is that Hephaestus has been his genuine friend and brother throughout his life that co

All because Dionysus was having so much fun with them as well. Dionysus was famous for his monstrous cock and stamina. And he long realized that his body and stamina couldn’t keep up with Dionysus. No matter how hard he worked to satisfy him. He worked so hard to the point he took his sword practice just to increase his stamina. However, aside from having a more masculine body, his stamina was still way too lacking. Dionysus was God of Entertainment for a reason. “Who do you like between us three?” Dionysus flustered, his face heated but his aura indicated that he wasn’t expecting such a question.

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

“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.

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.”