God Of Love Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

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.”

Zoya looked at her father with adoration in her eyes. "You really loved Ammi right?" She asked softly, eyeing their wedding album. "More than I think anyone ever could" Yasir whispered with a far away look in his eyes. His eyes moistened as Zoya cuddled near him. He hugged her close to his chest caressing her hair while he told her about her they met and how Yasir felt as if he couldn't think of anything else other than Maheen. Zoya listened attentively. She had heard this story multiple times but every time it makes her belief on soulmates stronger. After a while he told her about Qadir, who was a private investigator.

I was listening with rapt attention. "In Greek mythology, Aphrodite was one of the twelve Olympian gods, and she was often portrayed as a beautiful, seductive woman. She was associated with a variety of symbols…” as he spoke, I paid rapt attention to every single detail. I was already taking a mental note to read more on Greek mythology during my free time. As my gaze drifted back to the painting, I noticed the name of the artist written at the edge of it, “‘John William Waterhouse,’ Interesting.”

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Several millennia ago, when The Moon goddess was living among all the creatures that lived in this magical realm, a chaos was ignited in between all the creatures. Aphrodite, the Goddess of love, lust and beauty, wanted to seduce the Moon and turn its powers to provide her with more beauty that could never be declined, even by God Zeus.

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”

The lady answered. "What do you mean?" Becky asked with questioning eyes. She failed to understand the signs of the divine. "You are ignoring your heart. Your mind is dominating over the heart. Divine is sending you clues but you are ignoring". The lady told. "But I am Goddess, How can I open my heart". Becky replied. "Everyone is sent in pairs. Even Goddesses have pairs. They need to be mate with the love of their lives. They need to be protected and loved". The lady said.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

Alexis bit her bottom lip as she struggled to restrain her tears. "I know. It pains me as well" Ray sighed in frustration as he hugged his wife. Her trembling shoulders and sniffs were a clear indication that her tear ducts had failed her. He looked up at the night sky as killing intent filled his eyes. He would make them pay for this. The ones that had separated their family. His father's clan. The Greek Pantheon! On a major world, high above the clouds was a mountain. A mighty mountain that caused all who cast their eyes upon it to feel awe and fear. That mountain was the home of the Greek gods, Mount Olympus!

A light suddenly engulfed me. * * * A/N: Chloris is the Greek goddess of roses, but rose is also a symbol for Aphrodite, which means love.