Gay Greek God Novels & Stories

I never believed that Zeus was the father of Aphrodite, until I was able to sense his presence yesterday. The whole place was quiet as fuck to the extent that none of them was even talking They were all paying attention to what the prince was saying. They had never had many stories about Zeus the father of Aphrodite, so therefore, since the prince was able to know much about him, they will pay attention so that they will know the type of blessing that the gods gave them all. Zeus is the god of the sky in ancient Greek mythology. As the chief Greek deity, Zeus is considered the ruler, protector, and father of all gods and humans. Zeus is often depicted as an older man with a beard and is repr

Naïve! That's living on the edge, right? Besides, that might just make them go easy on me, right? “What is she doing down here?” A seriously unreal looking Greek god asked as his eyes fell on me. He definitely isn’t real! The Greek god was for sure above six feet tall and the shirt he wore did little to hide how well built he was. His hair was dark, almost black, and his eyes were the most enchanting electric blue with black tint on the outline.

Jasmine's POV A giant... A demigod?... A Greek god, yes! A Greek god! Even far off, he stood so boldly like an erected sculpture... Scratch that, a Greek god, and damn, he made a public embarrassment of the title because he looked so good, this was me tossing our animosity aside.

He replies with the rise of an eyebrow "Bitch," I mumble looking away from him and at the Gods and Goddesses standing in front of us, "So I can back to my normal life and we can forget this happened? Good," I smile "Yeah, no, we are going to figure out why you were sent to Earth," Zeus says "And we are going to help you come out," Aphrodite adds "Not Gay, so can I leave?" I ask "What is gay?" Demeter asks as the Gods and Goddesses furrow their eyebrows

Then a voice behind us goes: “Damn! If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I’d have to join the two of you. Unfortunately, time is of the essence.” Arya and I launch apart, both of us half-shifting in a heartbeat. Standing in our kitchen, looking about as smug as a cat in a henhouse, is a teenage-looking boy with curly blonde hair, a toga, a winged helmet, and winged shoes. Arya snarls. “Who the fuck are you?!” “Hermes. Messenger of the gods. God of crossroads and travelers,” he says, casual as hell. I snarl, ready to rip the damn wings off his sandals. “What the fuck is a Greek god doing in our house—watching us fuck?!”

It was scrunched in thought. "Xander can you look up Apollo and serpents, please?" He looked a little unsure, but set himself to the task. Moments later he spoke, "Damn, sweets, you're good. Apollo, Olympian in Greek and Roman religions, god of the sun and light. Also, god of dance, music, poetry, healing, and diseases. Probably more. Turns out Apollo was getting busy with his fellow goddesses. Apollo became the happy daddy to a bouncing baby Asclepius." He hit a couple of buttons with a flourish.

He looked like what I would imagine a Greek god looked like… sexy and sinful. “Done ogling me?” He asked, his voice washing over me like waves at a beach. “I am sorry… I…” I sputtered, glancing away. “You blush beautifully” He commented. I reddened some more, not knowing if he was mocking or complimenting me. Why was I suddenly feeling hot? The alcohol… yes, it had to be. “Georgia, goddess of love.” “What?” I questioned. “The Norse goddess of love and beauty… surely you must know her”

I watched as the guy left and the one thing that keep sticking in my mind that he seemed to be a strange guy but I’m not sure why that is. “What’s wrong baby girl?” “Who is that guy?” “That’s Dionysus, and he’s the god of wine and pleasure. He also the son of Zeus. Why don’t you go pick out a ring that you like to get.”

Their fiery encounter transcends mere pleasure, becoming a sacred communion with the goddess herself. But as dawn approaches, Callista is left to ponder whether the bond she shared with Theo is fleeting or something destined by the gods. Callista’s P.O.V. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the skies over Theros in hues of molten gold and crimson. The city-state, renowned for its devotion to Erisia, the goddess of fertility and passion, buzzed with anticipation. Tonight marked the start of the Festival of Blossoms, a sacred and secretive event held once every year. The festival was whispered about across Greece-an uninhibited celebration of pleasure, sensuality, and divine union.

Kim could almost see the sly smile that was probably on his face at that moment. She smiled back,"And you better pick up when she does, or else... " He laughed heartily, sending warm fuzzy feelings down Kim's body from her head right down to her toes. "Hey, babe," he said gently, "How's Greece treating you?" "Greece is absolutely amazing, the weather is great, the food is amazing and the men are hot." "The men are hot?" Kim smiled, mischief ok her face, she knew she had stirred up the pot. "Ah yes of course, as it turns out, the "Greek god body" stereotype has some quite strong basis."