Hades And Persephone Romance Novels Novels & Stories

If I truly hated anyone on earth at this moment, it was him. After a long six hour drive, the sleek car of Prince Alastair finally stopped outside the glided gate of Callisto Palace. The garrison straightened their backs and the domestic servants ran forward to open the doors of the car. Alastair snapped his head to the woman beside him. Chelsea. Her name was Chelsea Cadeel—a typical pushover. He never thought that the weakest omega would be his fated mate.

Everyone was quiet not really sure if they should say anything before Maria spoke up “Hades has been targeting Sonya. He has hired people to kidnap, rape, and torture her on a continual basis. He has also tortured her as well in the course of his actions. The only thing he says is that he wants the goddess pendant to take over the world.” “Oh, goddess that cannot happen. Hades has been a threat to all of us. Not just wolves and witches but vampires and all supernatural beings. We need to come together to stop him now before he builds power. I have heard rumors that he does have a dark witch working with him to enslave people to do his dirty work. We need to find him now. Would you all be ope

"But I miss you. You've been locked in this steel tomb for two days." Hades pulled back slightly, his eyes burning with a deep, possessive hunger that the weeks of abstinence had only intensified. He placed a possessive kiss on the smooth curve of her jaw, letting his lips trail down to her collarbone. He paused there, gently biting the delicate skin, a barely contained burst of desire. "Fuckkkk.." he groaned, inhaling her in. "You smell so good baby girl. I could nut from you just standing here with me."

And having his hand around my throat squeezing every ounce of air I had in me out, I just can't bring myself to care anymore. I knew I was in trouble the day I walked into their office. That was the day I knew I would fall for the asshole. And here I am months later in love with the prick. The three other brothers are trying with the mate bond while he tried to end it all together. As I descend the stairs with my arm around Orion's arm. We look like the perfect mate. You wouldn't know the one behind us and the two downstairs were also my mate. When we reach the bottom step is when Aphrodite has spoken in a soft and loving voice. "She looks like a queen!"

A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair. The boy was Eren, the child I had nearly given up half my life force to bring into the world. The woman was not me. I was Persephone, goddess of spring, queen of the Underworld, and Hades’s wife under every sacred law. Not long after, Nympha posted her own update on the social feed. In the illustration, my mother’s pomegranate brooch lay beside a small charm of laurel and asphodel, clumsily woven by a child’s hands. Beneath it, she wrote:

“Goblin, you know, every day I live here it's like being imprisoned in a cage. I used to be so happy and free, I had a loving mother, everyone I adored, but since I've been here everything feels so suffocating, it's like I'm stuck in something. this damn power. I hate Hades, but I also love him. What I need is freedom, not trivial love and lust.” I was dumbfounded. The love between the goddess Persephone and the great Hades is not so sweet as I thought. I also see in the goddess's eyes a glint of loneliness, perhaps what the goddess wants is to be free. However, Hades was afraid that if he let Persephone leave him, the goddess would never return. Just like my Ancanta, the more I tried to kee

The more they talked, the less I could comprehend what was happening. “If he remembered what happened, do you think he would sign the contract?” Persephone asked. Hades didn’t speak, which gave me the chance. “What are you two talking about?” Persephone turned toward me with a gentle smile on her face. She patted Hades on the face a few times before dropping her hand and pulling away from him. This time, Hades didn’t stop her, and he seemed defeated. Evidently, Hades’s weakness was his wife.

Does he? "I love your own perception, Cakeu! Their tragic love story is one of my favourites too. But Persephone and Hades' love story is the best for me." Agape. That's it! It's her turn! "I want someone like Hades." She sweetly said with her usual sweet smile. We were dumbfounded. H-Hades? Why Hades? "Why the underworld King? He's evil." I reasoned. She shakes her head, keeping her smile.

"Continuing, Poseidon the God of sea and earthquakes is married and so is Hephaestus the god of fire and metal work. He is married to Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, who in turn is in love with Ares the God of war which makes him unavailable too. Then there is the unmarried Hermes, Apollo, and Dionysus. Lord Apollo and Hermes have countless lovers, but the former only has his heart set on one and Hermes isn't the marrying type. Dionysus due to his controversial birth of having a mortal mother mustn't have appeased her." Talk about drama. They should star in a British silver screen series. "This only left Hades, the most refined and dignified ruler of them all. Even though Hades re

I shifted in the seat, pressing my legs together tighter around his fingers, hating how good it felt. My mind raced with dirty images of him shoving the robe open, spreading my legs wide on this table, licking my pussy until I was shaking and cursing his name. “I hate you,” I whispered, but my voice cracked with how turned on I was. “I hate how you think you can just put your hands on me whenever you want. I hate that my body reacts like this when you do.” Alessandro’s fingers slid higher, brushing the edge of my pussy lips under the robe, feeling how slick I already was. He didn’t push further, just teased there while his eyes burned into mine.