Disney Poseidon Novels & Stories

As they diligently organize the provisions, King Poseidon enters the kitchen, catching snippets of their conversation. His voice brims with concern as he signs, "What's happening? Why isn't Madissa joining you?" Nerissa proceeds to sign the entire tale to Poseidon, who attentively nods in comprehension. With a blend of relief and caution etched on his face, Poseidon signs, "I understand. It's wonderful that you've made a new friend, but we cannot jeopardize your safety. I will send Triton with you to guard the cave while you sleep."

Just when I needed her the most, she scuttled off like a rat chased by a cat. "Press your back against the padding of the chair, and push the handles out. Don't lock your elbows," Poseidon advised while fixing his eyes on me. My breath hitched while I shoved with a push. His hand reached out supporting my grip on the handles. I felt a sweet stir in the depths of my tummy. "Yeah, like that," his voice was husky, tantalizing my body into goosebumps. "Why do you stare up at my window every morning?" He asked.

The lady who sat beside the old man retorted. “Hera, leave my daughter alone.” The man silenced her. “But Zeus…” Hera protested. “We have more important matters that need to be discussed.” Zeus said, making Hera shut her mouth and swallow her pride. “What’s your name, young lady?” Zeus asked me in a calm tone. “Pandora.” I answer slightly bowing my head to show him my respect. He smiles at me while Hera only glares at me. “So it’s true.” He comments. “You’re back.”

He looked no older than forty-five, with white hair that reached his shoulders and hung loosely. His hand was cold against her, her skin heated in a sweat as her body worked to adapt to its old powerful friend. The power of the Goddess was a drug indeed. She gave him a nod in greeting as he took both of her hands. Her heart began to beat rapidly against her chest as her mind whirled and her body stayed calm. Leonidas muttered a flurry of words for a few seconds before slamming both of her hands down onto the stone table.

After that, he moved a few steps closer to Thanatos, and as their eyes were now facing close to each other, Poseidon said to him, "What's good in the evening when the sight of you immediately spoils it?" "I appreciate your kind words, Poseidon. The dining hall is heading in that direction." Thanatos responded right away while he kept his composure throughout the conversation. He had to pull himself together and keep himself away from such a thought because, at the end of the day, he doesn't even have the rights to do such a thing. However, deep down, he really wanted to give him a blow for his arrogance.

"Tiger, explain it to him. Tell him what kind of trash this is." Tiger held the conch shell carefully as if it were a family heirloom. "This... This is the Poseidon Emblem... With this, you'll be able to sail anywhere on the open seas and everyone from the underworld will let you pass with no questions asked. They might even provide you with the best armed escorts they could afford. Your shipping company pays pirates tens of millions every year in protection fees. With this, you wouldn't have to pay a single cent… You treated something so priceless like a piece of garbage!" Hank's eyes turned crimson red in an instant, so red they looked like they were going to bleed at any time. He stared

Traveling to the Bermuda Triangle is harder than traveling from the academy to home. There was a lot of rough water that I had to cross through. The waves resisted my command. If I had my father's trident, I could command the waves. I could create stronger currents to carry me from one place to another. My Poseidon's Trident was a gift descended from Jehovah himself. Jehovah had first crafted the Trident for Moses, allowing him enough power to part the Red Sea. Once Moses had gotten his people to safety, Jehovah took the trident back and kept it as a gift, gifting it to his second grandson, Posideon, thus giving him an affinity for water. My father and his Trident have been inseparable since

she muttered. As soon as she made the statement, there was a knock on the front door. Slowly, I sat up and made my way towards the door. "Who's there?" I asked, but got no reply. Aria rose to her feet, her brows furrowed. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and there stood Poseidon in a black suit, his blue eyes glowing brightly. "Thought I would find you here" he commented, the corners of his lips curving into a challenging smile.

He was convinced he would die that night. His feet got tangled in his net. The strong waves made it impossible for Carl to free himself, and he drifted, battered by the waves, losing control. In his resignation, Carl saw something glowing swimming toward him. It weaved gracefully under the water, with a blueish glow, looking beautiful. When it got closer, the creature's hand reached for Carl, but it wasn't like a human hand. Between its fingers were delicate webs, and its nails were long, like claws that seemed capable of tearing through anything. It cut the net, rope entangled around his leg.

He repeated " Oh, thanks" This is going to be hard, really. Other than finding my mom and the cute guy in front of me, I can't really concentrate on anything else. Also, I don't know what Poseidon looks like. I held out my hand anyway and whispered "Poseidon" over and over in my mind. At first, nothing happened. I was about giving up when the water stirred and then parted in the middle. And out walked the most attractive man I've ever ever seen. He was holding a trident which is his symbol, but other than that, he looks like a tourist, albeit a very attractive one.