Disney Poseidon Novels & Stories

Even though he is not sure, he will try to keep Iris away from Medusa's wrath. "I will take care of you. I will also place several commanders in chief to guard your residence." Poseidon grabbed the ends of Iris' blue mane, looking at her tenderly. The color of this sea-like mane always makes his heart cool and calm. "You know you always manage to put me at ease, Iris."

Silas had servants, similar to his body type and others of fishlike qualities on two legs, brought in food and drinks. Poseidon sat in the overly large decorative chair, colored with turquoise, blues, and hints of orange. One hand went to hold up his red beard as he leaned on the arm. Loki’s eyes went to the food, stuffing his face like he did earlier his turning dark and his eyes glowing red.

a male voice asked. Marina looked in the direction of the voice and she could see a man and a woman standing on top of the brown object, and she could also see they were the ones controlling the object taking out the fish from the ocean. Marina wanted to scold them for their actions, but she submerged instead. One of the lessons she received since she was a little mermaid was that no one from the surface should ever see her, and that was why she refrained herself from scolding the humans, but once she was underwater she made a plan. She swam to the fish, grabbed some of those intertwined seaweeds trapping them and started to pull them with all of her strength. She thought that if she pulled

Rocking the SUV back and forth simulated a boat on stormy seas, their heated breaths fogging the vehicle's windows. His Diana. She was saccharine and tangy, the old Diana, playful and ornery, and the new Diana, just as fiery, just as fun, but filling a burning need now that Caleb couldn’t have fulfilled when they were young. How he loved her, from her long shiny red curls to her perfectly trimmed toenails. Every inch of her soft, curvy,warm, and needy body.

"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

He smirked, that arrogant curl of his lips that said he knew every filthy thought in my head. Beside him, was Hades, darker, leaner, in a charcoal button-down open at the throat, revealing inked runes that glowed faintly. His black hair fell in waves, eyes like polished obsidian, promising depths I'd drown in. He moved with predatory grace, a shadow come to life. Poseidon flanked them, sun-kissed skin, wavy auburn hair, dressed in a linen shirt rolled to his elbows, exuding that salty sea vibe even underground. His green eyes sparkled with mischief, but his grip on the air around him felt like crashing waves.

Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it. Unexpectedly, one jumped behind Lily, it opened its mouth full of long, pointed fangs, drooling at Lily. She screamed in despair, reaching out her right hand towards the beast. Suddenly, a beam of light from the red crescent-shaped birthmark in the center of Lily's right palm hit the beast. Both animals were immediately drawn to the roadside stand of two stone statues. Neither Lily nor Elias understood what was happening. Lily's body seemed to exude that power, so she lost her strength and fainted. Elias whirled around, taking her in his big palm.

Atlas asked Daxter, with a smug look on his face, and with his arms spread out shamelessly while he made that face. I didn't know why… but maybe because I was too angry at seeing Atlas' face, I wanted to rip his head off his neck. “And you, Luna Séraphine. You are stunning, and you are as beautiful as the pictures in my bedroom…” Atlas placed his hands on his hips as he continued to say to me, “I wonder why you are not a subject of my Black Moon pack. Sigh”. He shook his head. “I know if you were my subject, you would definitely have become my Grand Luna”.

“They don’t know a damn thing about sharks and Poseidon is supposed to be the God of the sea. Neither shark is considered dangerous unless they feel threatened. But I still don’t want to take that chance.” “We should have taken someone else. Nyx is right his ass talks too much.” Erebus looking at the clouds, making it dark. A few seconds later it becomes daylight again and when they look up Wisdom is in mid-air staring at them with her arms folded. Wisdom leers at Poseidon first then at Erebus, Nyx, and Perseus. “I had two out of four correct. You shouldn’t have messed with my friend." Poseidon points his trident at the tidal wave. The tidal waves swallow Idris and take him under the water

"Goddess of the Moon, the Hunt, and more." "If we're reintroducing ourselves, I suppose I should join in." A gruff voice says, the voice of an approaching man. His shoulders are broad and chiseled, his dark blue t-shirt clinging tightly to him, his hair a deep black, matching his equally dark, scruffy beard. His eyes are a clear ocean blue, glittering with mischief, a necklace of seashells strung around his neck. "I am Poseidan." He says in a voice that screams of power, promising violence at any challenge. "And this is my wife, Amphrite."