Novel & Cerita Hephaestus Wives

The handshake was stiff as our gazes held each other's. His eyes were begging. He knew he was going to be doomed if my brothers knew about us. I just gave him a satisfactory smirk and walked away. But still close enough to hear what Roman said to him. “We owe her a lot. She had a rough life in the past twenty three years,” Roman said, “But I'm going to punish whoever gave her pain, especially her husband and the man who raised her. “Do…do you know who he is?” Anthony stuttered.

she said as her tears fall continuously. "We've been waiting for you to come home." Ana Mae stared at the man standing behind her real mother. "How silly of I, I forgot to introduce you to everyone," Aphrodite chuckled. "This is your father, Hephaestus the God of fire and blacksmith," she introduced her husband to their daughter. Hephaestus wasn't able to stop himself from crying and hugging his daughter. He rushed towards her and gave her a warm hug which made Ana Mae flattered.

D On the other hand, Dia'smother was saddened and wanted to stop her saying after marriage a girl's only priority is her husband's family not business which she worked for years to be in a higher position. But her father-in-law was against this thought and thinks for a working and ambitious person their only priority stays with their business no matter what which Dia's dad agreed with him.

he tells me. I look across to my mate, wondering if that’s truly possible. “My wolf is the daughter of Selene and Hephaestus, she’s the soul of a God and Hephaestus gifted us the ability to make and control fire,” she tells me. I wait for the punchline, but it doesn’t come. I look at Reece, who just nods that she’s telling the truth. My mate’s not an angel, my mate is a Goddess.

"Alright ... alright!" said one of the women. "Hey!" protested the other two women. "I can just step on this eyeball right now and you won't have any," said Leon. "Not! Do not do it!" exclaimed the three women together. "Then tell me where Hesperides is!" "Okay… Okay! Hesperides is in the orchid of Hera, the goddess of marriage and birth. Wife of The Great Zeus," answered one of the women. “We already know that! Where is it located? Say it clearly!" exclaimed Leon while stomping his foot.

"Wow... " "At last! Let's line up now! Zeus with Hera! Then Athena! Aphrodite stand here with Hephaestus... " And so on. Hephaestus, which is Gibson, stood beside her. He's like a dead earlier and now, he's much brighter than the sun now that he's near her. I hissed. Hephaestus is the ugliest God and Aphrodite's the prettiest goddess. They are not meant to be together because he is UGLY.

Hectate Aphrodite and Dimitri told us about one of the warriors and his daughter within the pack and how he resembled Dominick and himself greatly. We were all shocked, and when they showed us what they looked like, I could see Dominick in both of them. I was the only one to remember what we had planned and what really happened that day. I had kept my word and not told anyone, but every now and then, Hephaestus would look at me like he was trying to remember something important. Lillyana told me that the spell would never wear off, but I wonder if that is not true for us gods. I guess time will tell. I decided to do a bit of research on my own to see if I could figure out anything abou

Carmine falls back into a chair with his mouth open staring at her. “I knew it. Zeus, I knew it.” Idris points at Deshal then looks at Beauden. “If I’m not mistaken Zeus was married to Hera. Hera was the Goddess of Marriage, Women, and Family, and the protector of Women during childbirth. She was also Zeus' sister. Damn, you all have something in common. Zeus married his sister, and you mated with your sister.” “Stepsister.” Wisdom and Beaden say in unison. Wisdom rolls her eyes at Idris, “Deshal get your mate.”

“Death would have been a kindness.” I raised an eyebrow. “You think so?” “Yes.” “Is this the scarlet letter story?” one of the guys asked. I groaned. “No, wrong century.” I heard Christopher mutter something under his breath. I looked at him and had to fight not to laugh. “Hephaestus wasn’t interested in killing his wife or the man she’d lain with,” I started. “He wanted to embarrass her. Humiliate her. He probably thought no one would believe him. He needed proof. How would he get proof?”