Dionysus Quotes Novels & Stories

Jax What was the old saying? The show must go on. In our case, or more specifically for Dion, that was doubly true. We had a show, and we couldn’t do it without him. No matter how much he might wish it was different, how much he might prefer that he could sit and drown his troubles in the bottom of a vodka bottle.

Flashback Dionysus is pleased. He is pleased that the power he has had provided to he advantageous. With the accumulated help from the creatures around him, his plans to live and thrive on the human realm proved to be fruitful. Rays of orange lights filtered through the cheap curtains of the hut before the skies darkened with rain.

"How can one relax in the presence of a god?" The male shrugged, now raising a goblet to his lips. "Beats me. I was born god after all." Loukas ignored the sarcasm in his voice, trying to find a way to beat the potency of whatever he had done in the water but gave up after a while. "Finally," Dionysus said with a roll of his eyes, returning the goblet back on the edge. "You mortals can be so stubborn, and for no reason, which is ever quite confusing."

You see what I mean? Judith understood perfectly. She could only nod with the surprise of someone who just won the jackpot without even having the winning ticket. Pénélope had the ideal qualities of a custom-made friend — The wounds of life play a huge part. We have to accept them and move on. That's what I do in my songs, and ...

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

Leticia has a sparkle in her eye as she holds her head in her hand, admiring him. “I see,” I look at him carefully and flip my hair in defiance, “It’s good enough for gods and goddesses, but what about a monstrosity like me or Leticia?” “Kas,” Leticia hisses, “Don’t be rude to Deon.” “Mrs. Mason. Kas, if I may. This wine is a gift,” Dionysus leans forward and grits his teeth with a forced smile, “from the God of Thunder, himself. I suggest you don’t make him angry and try it.”

Dionysus tapped his chin with the bottle, glancing her way with a smirk that suddenly tempted her to push him into the pool, never mind how childish that is. “Why are you accusing me–?” He hummed loudly, ignoring her, “Maybe you’re moping around here instead of getting it on right now–” “It’s literally the middle of the day–” “–because he didn’t remember you pouring your heart and soul out cause he was drunk?” Dionysus finished with a wicked grin, the white of his teeth bared, as if in challenge… as if daring her to tell him he was wrong. ‘That… that was too accurate to be a mere guess,’ Thanatos remarked.

Karila frowned, swallowing hard because she was so deeply absorbed in that story and the ironies that mythological information brought her. "All quotes to the god Dionysus leave, at certain times, implicit and explicit his will as a man who was attracted to other men as well, despite having loved Ariadne as his great love... Whether it was the ease of persuasion through his own desires or not, one passage stands out to emphasize this fact: 'Dionysus was anxious to go down to hell, but he did not know the way. So a certain man named Prosimnus promised to tell him...but not without some reward...paid in advance. favor that was not very decent, though for Dionysus it was decent enough. This bou

An inspiring quote once said, 'when we think that all is really lost, when all is dire and just bleak, there is another hope rising again'. "I'm so worried here! Stop acting like a child for once! Your grandfather died and everyone thought it was you. But, there are still some people like me and Sebastian who believe in you. So, please. Please. Talk to us. ." Yet, even with that outburst from his wife, Dionysus still acted like insanity had consumed him. Zoey could only sob again.

“If you’re not an ordinary man, then who are you?” The corners of the man’s lips suddenly lifted. A smirk appeared on his face. Dante’s eyes closed, then opened with a certain radiance. “I am Dionysus. I can be reborn after experiencing death. How could I possibly leave you?” Those decisive words were mixed with the strong scent of alcohol. It created the illusion that Dante was really a God of Wine. His good looks were intoxicating. His charm was as wild as a grapevine. Once tied, it won’t let you go.