Greek Myths Eros Novels & Stories

Adding,”My first eros, or romantic love, is Darwin; my agape, or selfless love, is Jesus Christ; my parents, siblings, and siblings are my storge, or familial love; and Teddy is just a friendly love of my life. Adding “Dear Lord,I know that it is your plan for your created man and woman to be in one flesh, leaving his father and mother to stay with his wife and multiply," she continued. "To experience Eros, romantic love is amazingly exciting and self-giving even though it causes me pains, the joy of giving and receiving are always involved to satisfy each one's longings and desires in intimate relationship." When Ericka turned to face his attractive face, she noticed that he was monitoring

She nodded her head still not recovered from her shock. ***************** Adeline's Pov~ I still couldn't believe the things that he told me earlier. He was a blessing from the god of love, Eros. Who was also known as Cupid, as in Greek mythology? Was that even possible? According to everyone in his realm, they believe that he was the son of Eros. He was even considered a demigod in some villages of his kingdom. No wonder he looked like an angel even without his wings. He was in search of a bride in my world. When I asked him about it, he told me that there was no good match for him in his realm.

"She came into my life just like you did." "Unexpected, beautiful and heart-stopping." Eros spoke with a faraway look in his eyes. "The sparks were there, the bond, every moment with her felt like a precious gift." I chuckled. "I thought I was the luckiest man on earth. Blessed by the moon goddess to have encountered my mate so early." Eros’ eyes darkened and the aura around him grew deathly as he proceeded with his story. "Her name was Kiara." He paused. "At least that's what she made us believe."

I decided that conversation, however painful, was the safest option. “I am the eldest daughter of Poseidon, God of the Sea. I told you my stepmother murdered him…. What I didn’t tell you was that, with him being a God, it is impossible that she could have done it on her own. Someone helped her, and that someone resides here. In the realm of the Gods.” “Do you know who?” “I do not. This is why our being here is such a gamble. Eros, the god of love and…. Sex. That is who we seek.”

She explained. Myrrine smiled a bit, listening to Ismene-Eirene. "Lord Eros sees the love that happens unconditionally, love that stays because all can be forgiven. He sees love at first sight and against all odds, but it is not guaranteed. Love has walked away from those that wanted it, and love has turned away from itself. However, Lord Eros cannot see all." she said, her smile growing slightly brighter.

“I’ll talk to him in . . . private. Ten minutes is the least you can offer me to get to know the man I’ll be spending my entire life with.” Papa didn’t argue, but I was sure he caught the meaning behind it. I was so mad at him for making me do this. For bartering me off to the first man who extended a hand to me. And worse, I wasn’t offered a chance to know him. I met Eros’s gaze and my body trembled at the intensity of them. He was like Eros, the Greek god of carnal pleasures, with deadly blue eyes and an equally searing aura oozing from him that could kindle certain feeling inside anyone’s body, which was precisely why his name had suited him so well.

Marian asks, distressed. “It’s the venom. Eros isn’t well,” I say, watching as Eros rises from the floor. He looks taller now, and his spread wings are so beautiful I lose myself staring at them. I’ve only ever seen fairy wings—and few at that; there weren’t many in my village. Eros’s are coal-black, with a claw at each tip, the membrane veined with faint cracks. “Are you sure you’re all right? You can tell us if something’s wrong,” Adrian presses. I blink a few times; Eros’s eyes—still black but now tinged red—are locked on me.

Forgetting the others' paintings. "I want to give you a short trivia first. Eros is the Greek God of love and sexual desire. We, Greeks fears this kind of love because God Eros shoots his arrows into our hearts without any warnings. Eros is a type of love based on sexual attraction, lust, or the love of the body. It was divine." "Woah... " I don't know why but I suddenly feel embarrassed. I remembered the things we did before. It makes me embarrassed to the core!

She shook her head and began talking, "Well, I don't blame either of you by the way, however, the third is Eros - red color. Its romantic, passionate just like the love between Romeo and Juliet," "Yeah, that's William Shakespeare by the way." Broderick said, with a soft but steady voice. She chuckled softly before she continued, "All right, now the fourth is called Storge - lady and gentle that's Yellow color. You know what? It is all about friendship affection that is naturally bestowed upon every human's heart by virtue of divinity. We should always learn to cherish every moment of love." she exhaled slowly. "Yeah, that's very true. Right sweetie?"

A knife swiftly appears in my palm. "No! Wait, Hermione. We can talk things out, we can come to an agreement. You can't be serious?!" Eros panics in plea. I slit my palm with the knife, moving to touch his temple. He tries to shake his head, but gets rooted in place. The law of mate's rejection. Just as I couldn't escape from his... "I, Hermione Circe Crofus, daughter of Christian Crofus, accept your rejection, Eros Nathaniel Anathos, future lord of the Black cat coven." I feel the bond between Eros and I thinning out slowly, then it was completely gone.