Greek Mythology Persephone Novels & Stories

It was getting dark but I wanted to get done with this today itself. She sat on the piano and started playing it randomly. The tune from that day played in my head making it dizzy but it didn't pay attention to it. Shaking my head I quickly took her pictures so that we could capture the setting's pictures. She changed into a red low neck dress. It was a chiffon or net dress I'm not sure but it looked so beautiful. It also had puffy sleeves. We walked in the balcony type entrance of the garden. She leaned on the concrete railing, her skin bathing in the shimming sunlight, her smile was small with the longing of Juliet for her Romeo. We walked out in the hilly garden. She lifted her head up to

He looked up and spotted a mirage-like image of a sun-tanned woman with flaming red hair and flimsy black wrap riding on a black hairy camel. What desert trick is this? Moving closer, he saw a red-haired lass in a black wrap with only two front teeth smiling at him. She extended her enclosed hands to him, on which a juicy red apple was revealed. "For me?" he inquired in disbelief. She replied by nodding her affirmation. He knelt before her and examined the fruit. Looking yummy, he took it and bit from the apple. The taste on his tongue almost choked him. He spat to the ground. As the content hit the ground, it turned to sand. The apple on his hand had become sand too. He looked at the littl

Zephyr looked at me, but soon his gaze skimmed back to Juliette as she almost squealed. “Oh my God! Are you serious? You know about them! I am so touched that I am not the only astrophile in Lycannora. Do you know the legend of the Virgo?” Juliette asked excitedly. “Virgo, isn’t she the personification of Persephone, who was abducted by the God of the underworld, Hades?” “Yes! Oh my God! I can’t believe this,” Juliette and Zephyr went on to have some more out of my syllabus talks about constellations and stars and the legends associated with them.

It never occurred to me to ask. In the middle of the early, dark hours of my tenth birthday, Persephone came to me. She had tears in her eyes and she kept apologizing to me. Her eyes were swollen and red. She had been crying. I looked at her as a child would their mother they adore. My hand, wiping the tears from her cheeks. I was terribly confused. She pushed a pearl into my hand, telling me that once she had left me, I needed to place it on the ground and step on it, smashing it. As I did so I needed to think of something that made me happy. If I did this, I had a chance to save my life. If I did this, I wouldn’t truly become a doulos. A slave. My heart broke when she admitted what doulos

“Ah… Persephone and Dionysus. Come here. Join our Hades.” Persephone; The Greek Goddess and the lover of Hades. She was petite and a curvy young woman with pinkish skin, pink eyes, dark red hair. She was so beautiful in the behold of the eyes. Sabrina was pretty but Persephone exuded a different charm entirely. Dionysus; the god that was associated with wine, vegetation, pleasure, festivity, and wild frenzy. He looked elegant, good looking with long flowing white glowing hair over his shoulder. And seemed drunk too.

“What does she look like?” “Um, Middle-Eastern or African descent, maybe? She had her hair wrapped in a headscarf and her sunglasses were really big, so it hid a lot of her face.” “Alright. They are in their rooms now?” “Yes, Alpha.” I sit and think for a moment. Who names their child Persephone? She was the queen of the underworld in Greek Mythology? Luckily, I have an expert to answer those sorts of things. “Musu, I need you to look something up for me,” I send her a mind link.

She suddenly wipe her tears due to too much laughing. "Look! We had a guest. She's the famous Artemis from olympus, right your dearest and most treasured best friend." She caressed artemis hair. Persephone hold her hand and twisted it. "Touch her you bitch and i'll send you again in the pit of hell." She's about to lift her hand when a car from behind them shout at them to move their car aside. "Πόρνη" Persephone last word before she passed out.

But his friend insisted on making him make an exception for the Party for Spring. Each year, Olympus hosted a party for the gods to celebrate the coming Spring. The Goddess of Fertility and Harvest oversaw the whole thing with her daughter, Persephone the Goddess of Spring. Together, they created a bright and festive affair; the most talked about party every single year. However, Hera was interested in hosting it in her Palace, so they combined the event. Lukas hadn't been out of the Tartarus in ages. Even though his friend said it would be a party not to miss, said it would be good for him to get out and talk with people who were still alive for once. He agreed in the end.

She gently runs her fingers over Gillian’s fur and Aisling surprises me by lifting her neck in submission. ‘Mother.’ ‘You’re the Moon Goddess?” I ask. “Yes. I am Selene.” “Am I dead?” “No, but I might have terrified your mate a bit by bringing you here when I did. I apologize for interrupting your marking, but I made a deal with your mother. And unfortunately, the only way to bring you here and not cause pain to your mates was to disconnect your mate bond completely. But I promise, when you return, it will be fully functional again.”