Novel & Cerita Greek God Aesthetic

Ashterah opened the door to her pool and stopped short at the sight of her servants. They had been there for hours indulging themselves in drunken debauchery and had even invited Elonis, servants of Eloni; god of beauty and desire, to join the party with them. The Elonis, according to the name of their master, were exquisitely beautiful in both face and form and possessed the best abilities in sexual pleasures. They were considered useless until when either needed for an assignment or when a god needed to scratch an itch.

As they walked into his bedroom, Adrian gently laid Athena down on the bed, Adrian elegantly removed his shirt revealing his Greek God made up He had a muscular body, with thick arms and legs that bulged with power. His chest was broad and firm, with a patch of hair that tapered to a point in the center. Athena's eyes widened as she felt a pair of lips pressed against her own. She sighed softly, closing her eyes and leaning into the kiss. Athena felt like she was floating in a cloud—a cloud of

She watched as he stood to his full height. Peering right back at her so intently. It made her blush a little, her gaze inadvertently trailing over the length of him. His tall and lean body. Those contoured muscles on his chest. His broad shoulders. His defined abs. That v-live going straight into his pants. He was so beautiful. So perfectly carved, like one of those statues made by the most illustrious sculptors of ancient Greece. He was right. There was a grain of truth in those tales. Gods were actually beautiful. And she still couldn't believe that she was standing in the presence of one.

all eight of them; Poseidon god of the sea, sat with his golden trident and crown, very intimidating with all his godly build and huge blue tail. Athena goddess of wisdom and battle strategy sat next to Poseidon , ever so proud of her hair and white robes with a warrior's head gear to adorn it, spear in hand. Ares god of war, Athena's male counterpart sat next to her, adorned in silver armor and a blade that was a little too sharp. Hephaestus god of metalworks and fire, a personality that rarely was at the hall, was sat beside Ares. His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling.

And I can see it through his beautiful and deep brown eyes, he is really serious. But first I chose to keep quiet and examine his face carefully, he is really handsome. He is like Adonis, the God of beauty and desire would be ashamed of the inherent elegance and strength features of this stranger. Perfect pointed nose that I want to squeeze, kissable luscious lips that I want to kiss every day, beautiful mesmerizing eyes that I want to stare at all night, my gosh! And his strong jaw lines, which further adds to its Greek God-like image. "Done checking me out, baby?" I returned to my senses when he spoke and grinned playfully. So I blinked and cleared my throat.

he said softly, it's even sound softer than the wind blows. Eventhough this Greek-God sinfully handsome figure with all his perfection, standing here in front of me, woo-ing me or flirting me, I will not be attracted. His black and lush eyebrow complimenting his green orbs. His eyes... reminds me of a very amazing green lake I visited when I was a child. His pointed nose, his full lips and wavy black hair those heavenly perfect combination completed his appereance. He is truly the best creation of an ancient Greek maestro sculpture or should I say: a Zeus rencarnation due to all his perfection.

“We were just about to get into Aphrodite’s story. I’d love for you to stand in for the part of Hephaestus.” Christopher wrinkled his nose. “The ugly husband?” I couldn’t help but burst into laughter at his disgust. “That would be the one. I’m glad to see someone did their homework.” “Great,” he mumbled. “Let me put this down.” He walked to the seat he’d sat in the day before and deposited his briefcase before coming to stand beside me. “Aphrodite was a goddess and of course, that meant she was naturally beautiful. You will soon find out the family trees in Greek mythology go straight up with very few branches. They loved inbreeding.”

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”

His mind was on everything else and he could care less about a history lesson at the moment but he tried to be as with enthusiastic as his wandering thoughts would allow. “Yeah, I’m sure they do.” He tried for his best voice but failed woefully and decided he would just engage her so she doesn’t feel like he did not want her around because in all honesty, a part of him did. He could not place a finger as to why that was. “I heard he was the god of music and everything art,” he added weakly. “Yeah, from what I’ve read he is the most handsome of the gods, only rivaled by Ares, the god of war.”

I looked over his beautiful features taking in every aesthetic one by one, I never wanted to forget seeing him like this, so at peace and just so stunning. He was so devilishly sexy and everything about him screamed sex appeal but at the same time he was this statuesque Greek God, his hair was perfectly dishevelled, I just had to touch it so I ran my fingers through his hair. He must be a deep sleeper because he didn't move an inch, my urge to feel him was on a new level and seeing his bare torso was driving this urge. The sun was hitting his washboard abs perfectly, he was almost glowing. My greedy need to touch this man was overpowering everything in my mind, he had me cloudy with desire a