Novel & Cerita Hades/persephone Fanfiction

After a few seconds, I slowly pulled away and speak. "Can you please eat me..." I said seductively right against her lips. I know I may sound shameless but the only thing that's on my mind right now is pure lust and pleasure. I felt Hecate's lips curl into a devilish smile and reply. "I will, my love... I will..." Hecate said, huskily as crawled down. She hoists my leg over her shoulder. I prop myself up using my elbow so I can see her.

Lukas leaned in and breathed in my ear, "They are Hades and his mate, Persephone." I felt my breath hitch. Even though I guessed it but knowing it was true made it feel real. Hades was clad in all-white suit with a rose on his lapel. I was expecting him to have a long white beard, but he looked youthful with his brunette hair slicked back and clean-shaven face. Persephone, on the other hand, was breathtaking with her white lace gown and her long blonde hair parted in one side. "Ahh, Lukas!" Hades cried out, wrapping his arms around Lukas and tugging him closer.

I stopped hugging myself and instead, I focused my gaze at Hades who appears solemn, his gray eyes unrecognizable beneath his hood, “The humans you are worrying about, well - if they’re for each other then they’ll end up together. You cannot force them to be together just because you are used on seeing them together. Let them work on what you have started with, as all creatures do without cupid’s aid.” “I thought you don’t know anything about love and your expertise is focused solely at death and bringing sorrow to the bereaved?” Hades shakes his head and smiled, “You can’t live with Persephone without picking up a thing or two.” I snorted, trying keep a straight face to stop myself from smi

‘As if your conversations with good old Mikey are not cringe-worthy. ‘Of course, they’re not!’ I shouted at her in protest. ‘Keep telling yourself that, honey. Whatever makes you sleep soundly at night.’ “Do you want to play, little fox?” Hades asks as he leans into the curve on my neck, the one on Persephone’s side. “Before we do, we need to address the matter at hand,” Persephone was serious but her voice was seductive. She was a perfect example of what I wanted to become but failed to become.

Chloe pouted when they finally got me in the chair, “He’s limp again.” “I’ll do it this time. Go look out the window and see if they’re coming yet.” Chloe did what she was asked and Celest kneeled down before me. “You’ll enjoy this.” She took me in her mouth. This was fucking humiliating, I couldn’t do a damn thing. I didn’t want this, but it felt good none the less, and the disloyal appendage once again started growing, she started moaning. “Celest, they’re coming,” announced Chloe.

Their eyes lock on me, and I shrink back, suddenly remembering what Eros said about my wet clothes clinging to my body. “What’s the meaning of barging into my room like this?” Eros demands of his father. The king approaches him slowly. “You don’t know?” the king asks. “No, Father, I don’t.” “The fairy in your pleasure room—she’s dead, you reckless fool.” My body goes ice-cold hearing that someone died. “Dead? I left her alive. She was just resting.” “Now she’s resting in the Goddess’s arms, cousin. The Lord of Shadows took her,” Adrian says with cold sarcasm. Eros snaps, lunging at him and pinning him to the wall with an arm across his throat.

"What is going on with me?" "You are in my dimension, Ada Steele," said a peaceful voice behind me. I wheeled round, gasping with admiration. There was a glowing woman, as white as a moon, and her silver hair shone like a stream of stars, hanging down her gown, and a shining pendant of a crescent moon dangled on her chest. Her eyes, pale aquamarine and boundless, gazed into mine with an archaic tincture of sorrow that seemed to me, well, maternal.

Why do I feel so drawn to her? The annoying part is that she kinda smells so much like that girl from two years ago. Yet I know she can't be her. She can't be my fated mate. I killed her years ago, with the hopes of mating with Seraphina Moondance one day. Now, what should I make out of this? Seraphina is dead and I find myself drawn to a woman I'm supposed to sacrifice. Is this the moon goddess’s way of punishing me for killing my own fated mate?