Novel & Cerita Greek Gods Aesthetics

Aliana’s POV “You’re little--- what now?!” I gaped up at him, wondering if I’d heard him correctly. Sure, I knew in theory what a Muse was – if I didn’t, my father would be thoroughly disappointed in me. I mean more than he already was… In Greek mythology, the Muses were the nine goddesses of the arts, literature, and sciences. They were the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, aka Memory. Zeus, of course, was the ruler of all the gods on Mount Olympus, the God of the Sky and Thunder.

The quaint houses, standing like obedient soldiers in formation, waited patiently for their owners to awaken and take on the day. And amidst this picturesque scene stood a grand home, its columns reaching up to the heavens like the fingers of the gods themselves. It exuded an aura of power and majesty, reminiscent of the palaces of ancient Olympus. Yet, despite its grandeur, the home possessed a certain charm and warmth that could only be felt, not seen. Every corner of the abode was imbued with purpose and artistic intent, paying homage to the great Hellenic culture that had birthed it.

she agreed with a hint of longing. Olivia nudged her shoulder playfully. "Looks like you caught his attention. He is so gentle and caring toward you. How can you stay with him day in and day out and not be tempted by that greek god?" she asked while wiggling her eyebrows playfully. Hera laughed at her antiques. "He is like the moon in the sky. So beautiful and always surrounded by so many stars. We can only see him, we can never reach him" she said still smiling.

Caterina POV “Até, I wish I could say it was good to see you, but we both know that would be a lie…” “Oh Caterina, you wound me. Is that any way to greet your favourite cousin?” Até is the goddess of mischief, and my cousin. Technically, all the gods and goddesses are. All daughters of Poseidon are Sirens, and we all trained under Até. She is a master of leading men, both mortal and immortal down the path to ruin. She is beautiful and dangerous. Not someone I was hoping for us to encounter here.

She was the fifth in line, but due to her beauty, they had other ideas, all for the chicken, Francesco thought, laughing. It was in these interviews, to win the scholarship, that before entering, she fell with everything towards the ground, not to be helped by a hand, but by more than one... - Sorry. - She said, becoming speechless when seeing the two Greek gods, father and son, muscular like Hercules and Zeus, in which one had olive hair, the other had honey-colored hair, they were the versions of Greek sculptures, with their muscles being shown for all to see under their tight clothes, in those thousand dollar suits.

“This goes several millennia ago when humans first came to be. Apart from animals and your flora and fauna, the earth was also inhibited by beings called the ‘Old Gods‘.“ “Old Gods?“ “Yes, the old Gods, or what mythology calls the Titans & Olympians. You have surely heard of them, Zeus, Poseidon, Ares, and the list goes on. These Old Gods were deities of unique elements that represent nature and life, like Poseidon was the God of Sea, Ares was the God of War, and of course, Zeus was the chief deity amongst them, the God of Sky and the atmosphere.“ My head is going to burst. I can’t believe we are talking about Gods & Goddesses. I want to believe Avo, but can this all be true? But one look at

My eyes traced the droplets of water from his hair to his face and down to his body, even though half of his body was still in the water. My eyes lingered on him; I could not help but salivate. He is a well-defined man and the reason there is peace in the world. He is a fine sculpture made by nature; if he wasn't the Greek god of beauty in his past life, he must be the man who bred the god of beauty himself. He is a perfect man, and I can't help but want to hide him away from any other woman. Thank you, beauty and body belong to me! This is indeed a beautiful blessing.

It only took a while after Stylani had returned the gown to her closet and tightened the robe around her body before she heard the voice, "Sending your little friend away so that I shall not see her? I think that is very cruel, princess." Stylani breathed in, begging herself to be calm as she turned and met the woman sitting on her bed and touching the flowers. "She is not my friend." Aphrodite turned to look at her, her blue eyes twinkling like the sky, "The way your mortal heart races begs to tell me otherwise." Aphrodite, as the goddess of beauty, was definitely stunning to behold. With her near always wet look and porcelain skin, a curvaceous body that Stylani had once tried to have and

He had a little gray in his hair and an ever-present smile on his face. Fire God, also the God of Craftsmen, Hephaestus. He was an easy-going person and the gentlest among the 12 gods. Moreover, he was a doctor by profession. He was always helping and saving others. The last screen displayed a woman with a rather sexy and hot body. She had big wavy brown hair, a high nose bridge, and delicate facial features. She was noble, mature, and elegant. At this moment, she was dressed in a pale golden dress.

Any woman would kill for his attention. 'Just let me die! He's so beautiful.. God spent a century creating this fine piece.' Even the males couldn't help appreciate this beautiful Man. Giselle was not left out, in other to gain more face in her party she hurrily fix her looks and headed towards the demi god standing in the middle of a few elites of the city. "Ehm...excuse me Gentlemen, is everyone having a great time?" Giselle's playful voice got their attention.. She received warm smiles from them but she obviously got eyes for bigger fishes.