Hades To Persephone Poem Novels & Stories

Persephone whispered apologetically, "I hoped I might, by keeping away from you, cease to long for you. My great misery is from vividly engraving your image on my mind. I cannot tell if your passion for me has grown cold. Need you not tell me your resentment towards me?" Hades' eyes dimmed softly, remembering her heartache over her love's departure. "What bitter feelings can I ever have for you, Persephone? I can't change my heart's desires," Hades said in a gentle tone. Her gaze caressed the maiden's blushed cheeks. Her hands stroked the golden hair. "During those long miserable months, I have to my great grievance been obsessed with the thought of you. Now that you are returned to me, my s

The lily flower suddenly turned red like blood, the red color brought a gentle scent but hidden in it were resentment, mourning and pain. Seeing that scene, the goddess Persephone stood up, her eyes glittering with anger. She hated the behavior of her husband standing in front of her. Obviously this was the son he loved, but Hades cruelly treated him as if the boy was a prisoner and had to endure an ancient punishment.

"It will take you to his home. I'm sure Channing won't mind staying with you until he is returned to you." She then pushed us through the gate, and we were in a garden. "It will be fine." I told them, but I'm sure my face and scent weren't agreeing with my words. Hell I didn't even believe my words. There were so many stories about Hades temper. Including a story where he had kidnapped Persephone forcing her to be his wife. There were so many it was hard to know which was truth and which was not. I didn't even dare to take Persephone by her word.

The next day I wake up, and after I put on my school uniform, I go to my first class, history class. "As you know, we have 4 vassal states: the Elves, the fairies, the merfolk, and the vampires. The elves were created by Persephone, as you know, Persephone is the goddess of spring, but she is also the wife of Hades, which makes her the Queen of the Underworld. She actually made two races of elves

I will be what you eat and drink as I fill you with my manhood and do more unspeakable actions that will rip you from your innocence. Submit to me, my Aphrodite. For only I can help the ache in your womanhood. For only I can give you what you really deserve. We can explore each other's desires and fulfil our never ending lust. For what do we live for other than to enjoy life? I read the last line with a naughty smile on my face as I bit my lips, looking around at the cherry blossoms before my hands moved on their own accord. My hands traced my exposed thigh, going higher and higher, yet it did not have the same effect as Abigor's cold fingers.

"Do not touch me." The hall quieted. He laughed. "Still pretending? Who else would you choose? Cassian Hadeion? The last scrap of Hades, hidden in the shadow wing because even Olympus cannot decide whether to pity him or fear him?" Several guests laughed with him. "He cannot stand in the sun without looking half-dead," Apollo went on. "His underworld wings were shattered in the chariot fall that killed his parents. Some say he will never fly again. Some say the darkness broke more than that. Is that the husband you want, Persephone?"

April is the only one who loves us and will always love us because, unlike Persephone, she needs us! ‘A mate that hangs by my side because she knows there is much to gain.’ I laughed to myself. A woman with greed shining in her eyes. To her, I must be a trophy due to my status. If she met me when I was nothing but the runt of this pack, would she have stuck by my side as Persephone had? No, I knew the answer. No woman could love me so purely the way Persephone did so even if she had stopped loving me, as long as she was by my side, I could make her love me again. It was not a problem.

] Persephone’s body jolted, surprised by the sudden telepathy. “What’s wrong, my love?” Hades asked affectionately. “She is talking inside my head.” She half-whispered, speaking small. Hades swiftly turned his head. “You are in a sticky situation, my nephews.” He mocked Hermes and the unconscious Perseus. Hermes had long sensed such presence. It was the familiar scent. Both desirable and undesirable. He used to fantasize about his life with that small lady, now, he was busy running away from her.

Persephone stared longingly at his now free hands. Hades knew what Persephone wanted. He carried her to the bed and did wonders with his hands. He missed having free reigns with his hands and could only think of f*cking the woman. He have to admit that no matter how much he despises her, she is still the best f*ck that he had in generations. The woman matched his insatiable desires and the moment she visits him in his prison, he already knew what was coming. He wanted to wring her pretty neck while she was between his legs. Orgasm came after orgasm and when they were both sated to the brim, Persephone decided that it was time to go.

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