Hestia Stories Novels & Stories

Vashti flashed Anna a warning stare just before distracting Esther by changing the conversation. “Take this back to Shushan,” Vashti handed the book to Esther. “It documents everything I told you earlier, including my escape, the deception about my pregnancy, and everything you need to convince your people to accept Adara as their queen. I titled the book Vashti’s Daughter, because it’s as much your story, Adara, as it is mine.” When Anna heard the title, she was stunned. “May I see it, please?” Esther handed the book to Anna. It was heavier than she thought it would be when Vashti first showed to her at the cabin. The book cover was made of thick leather with parchment pages tightly bound t

I've been at Mount Olympia for nearly two weeks now. And– Oh! I finally called Zara. She cried, screamed and wailed like the drama queen she was. But anyways, I knew she was sincerely worried about me. Well, after finding out I was safe and didn't need to call the cops, long story short, Zara suggested I tell Zeus to let her come stay here too, but, Hera was strongly against another female mortal on Mount Olympia.

"Once I am done here, I will make sure to make everything up to you. I promise!" Hestia unpacked after making sure that there were no longer any cameras in the room and just like what Mrs. Charter said, a maid truly did bring a tray of food for her. She thanked her and brought the tray to the small balcony next to her bedroom. From there, she had a good view of the lawn, where several of the materials to be used for the upcoming party were placed for a while. Whatever this party was all about, she would use that chance to stir chaos. She enjoyed her lunch and had her first bite of her dessert. However, her peaceful alone time came to an abrupt end when Venice suddenly appeared right before h

"I am Hestia. I have been sitting in this cave for forty years, waiting for a Silver Omega to walk through that door. I thought your father had ended the line when he sold you to that monster in the city." Lyra lowered her knife, but she didn't let go of it. "My father is a coward. But the blood didn't die with him. It’s here. And it’s in my child." Hestia nodded slowly, her gaze drifting to Lyra’s stomach. "The True Heir. The Council thinks they can kill a legend, but legends don't die easily. They just hide until the world is ready to bleed for them." The old woman gestured to a pile of soft furs near the fire. "Sit. Eat. You are exhausted, and the shadow of the Enforcer is still clinging

Come on, answer me. There was silence. The only thing Hestia could hear was the sound of Grace's even breathing. Hestia paused, then took Grace's hand and smiled. "Rest, then. You've had a long day," she said. Grace slept well that night. The next day, she woke up early and followed Hestia to the photography exhibition. Hestia wasn't just the mother of Xander Fulton, the president of Fulton Group. She was also Sunny, one of the top three travel bloggers on Instagram.

Then they began to gather around the two goddesses, greeting them with warm words. "Demeter, my dear sister, welcome back home!" one of the goddesses spoke. Her mother bowed to her. Persephone recognized the kind-looking woman as Hestia, the oldest sister of the Olympians. She was dressed in a simple dress and her throne was a plain wooden throne with a white woolen cushion. Although there were twelve gods, Persephone could only see eleven thrones in the room. Zeus rose from his seat and came towards her. His smile was dazzling and kind. His eyes were the color of the sky. He took her delicate hand in his and kissed it. Persephone greeted her father back with a bow.

Aria’s breath caught. Mentor. Again. The connections were tightening. Dangerously. “You worked with my father,” she said. Cassian nodded. “We built something together.” “What?” His smile faded slightly. “Power.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one that matters.” Aria’s frustration spiked. “No, it’s not.” Her voice rose slightly. “People are dying out there because of whatever this is.” Cassian’s gaze sharpened. “People always die, Aria.”

The news anchor’s voice rang out: "Suzanne Smith, a renowned actress and heiress to the Smith Empire in Canada, has resurfaced after years of seclusion from the business world. She has announced the launch of the groundbreaking self-driving car project, Medal Cars, which has already gained approval from the most powerful businessmen worldwide. This marks a new era in AI-driven transportation." Their hands dropped from each other’s hair as they stared in stunned silence. Beatrice’s mouth fell open. "Suzanne… was an heiress to a powerful family?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

Zee POV. I’m going to take over the world, or maybe drive my new daddy insane, I haven’t decided on which one I’m going to do first, we have signed the contracts, and we have decided on going through all of this, being a real little for more than an hour or two. It's not that I have never tried being a little, I knew what I liked and what I didn't but I have never tried being a little in the open, it's always behind closed doors, always with people I trust, but clearly Hades, my current daddy trust this island and the people who are around.

The woman beside her has natural red hair and she's wearing a simple white short dress finished with a white stiletto. "Hecate thanks again for letting me borrow one of your resorts." Skye stood up and hugged Hecate. I stood up as well. "Ohh and let me introduce you to my girlfriend, my sweet this is Hecate Asteria Cirillo, and her fiance the crown Princess of the house Astaril in Greece, Hestia Katana Astaril." My eyes went wide after hearing what Skye said. Hestia rolled her eyes. I nod then spoke.