Greek Goddesses Persephone Novels & Stories

She dropped her phone and fixed me with a serious look. "Great, now that we've cleared that up." She stood up from her seat and seductively sashayed her hips to my spot. I watched her slowly come closer, dancing around me like a butterfly. Her long hair, similar to Zirah's, fluttered over my skin irritating me. Her perfume, a sweet mixture of honeysuckle and rose floated into my nostrils but to me the scent was cloying and I wanted it gone. She walked around me, stopping behind my back, leaving a sliver of space between us before she leaned in to brush her lips against my ear.

The omega. Orchid.

Iris huffs. “She is a demi-god herself. The daughter of Hades and this puts her and her children in terrible danger. Persephone is Hades’s wife. She is most jealous and will kill any proof that her husband has been unfaithful. Now to save you for her wrath, Hades tried to block your powers. Clearly, it didn’t work.” “I'm a demi-god?” Sabrina asks. “Yes, you are,” Selene answers directly. “What do you get out of helping her?” Iris asks Selene.

“Movies, Baba. Have you got to one where Persephone is kept captive by Hades in the Underworld yet?” He picked up one from the top of a pile and handed it to me, grimacing. “She also mentioned that Hercules has a secret love affair with Persephone and that she claims that her name is Megara. She didn’t even get the hero’s name correct! Heracles, people! Heracles!”

“She gave us a deadline to how long the piece of Monica’s spirit in me would last.” “Haa, I don't remember that, like at all.” “Wait, who are we talking about?” Both Zack and Lexy asked in union looking lost. “Selene, the Moon goddess came and talked to both Harley and me.” “The Moon goddess herself came down to talk to you guys!?”

Mom took a deep breath, her gaze turning distant, as if the memories were playing out before her eyes. The Story of the Priestesses “When the world was young and men had just begun ruling over the land, the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Zeus fell in love. Together, they had eight children: Narcissus, Pandia, Ersa, Horae, Musaeus, Eiar, Theros, Phthinoporon, and Kheimon—the Goddess of Winter.

She fell down with a heavy breath. “Why?” she whispered. “Why me?” The goddess’s voice slid into her mind like molten metal. Because you are mine. Flames coiled around her wrists—chains of living fire that didn’t burn but bound. They linked her arms to a phantom throne rising from the shadows. All thrones demand blood. “I don’t want this,” she said, shaking. You were born for it. The chains tightened. Pain lanced through her bones, hot and sweet. Take your place, Elara Vale. Or be nothing.

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

I had no doubt that she was Athena, the Goddess of war and wisdom. “Hello Athena,” I greeted her and watched her eyes widen in surprise. Then I turned to the beautiful young girl next to her. Fair skinned and dark-haired, she wore a flowing green gown and had a wreath of flowers on her head. Persephone, the Goddess of vegetation. “Hello Persephone,” I said, and her pretty face bloomed into a smile. “You remember us? But I thought you lost your memories!” she said excitedly. I shook my head at her, and she looked at me with confusion.

"I know why Jack called me Helen of Troy. Men fought wars over her extraordinary beauty after she was kidnapped. She's a troublemaker. Like me. Why did you call me Persephone instead?" I ventured, my curiosity getting the better of me, as I looked for more reasons to believe I mattered to him. "In Greek mythology, Hades is the God of the underworld. Persephone is —" "His wife," I said, blushing furiously as the obvious dawned on me.