Kore-persephone Novels & Stories

Harry exclaimed with an exaggerated British accent as he pretended to take down notes in the air, “Do continue. We’d love to hear you simp!” “Fuck you,” Alastor snapped, feeling his cheeks growing warm. “Aw, love you too, man!” “But don't you see, Alpha?” Sean demanded, “The eyes, the shadows, hell that sword: she looked and acted like she might be... Proserpina.” "Wait… the underworld's queen?" Harry blurted out. “No moron, that's Queen Persephone,” Sean muttered, groaning tiredly under his breath, “...there's a difference. Proserpina is the daughter of Hades. She’s the goddess of shadows: keeper of death, princess and only heir of the underworld.”

Persephone winked “Guys I wrote the letter already” Seraphina confessed and Persephone g@sped She couldn’t bring herself to confess to Jove so she wrote him a letter “I hope it gets to him,,I didn’t add my name though,,but since I wrote it,,I feel so happy” Seraohina smiled “I can’t wait to get out of this place,honestly” Persephone said “In a month girl,in a month we will be free” Seraphina said

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:

And then Aphrodite who didn’t have any weapons but had the power of seductiveness and confidence of which she gave me a fragment to me, I suddenly feel a lot of confidence at that point. Persephone gave me a couple of creatures with different abilities, she gave me her hellhounds, basilisks and phoenixes, it was weird why she had such creatures with her but I knew they would be of good use during the battle especially after we found out that Charles was a Manti core.

" Marga walked past me and sat on the bed. She opened the lid of the box and removed the paper that hides the costume. My heart was racing. I approached the redhead and glued myself to her side, seeing a white fabric reign at first sight. I pick it up, feeling the soft fabric, and as soon as I lift it, I see it's nothing more than a real fantasy. A beautiful Greek Goddess costume. Marga widened her eyes in a mischievous smile and I looked in disbelief at the outfit that came with some gray rope details and flowers of the same color. On the silver button that holds the garment at the shoulders was a tag, and I glanced at it. Persephone, Goddess of the earth and agriculture. Goddess of spring

[note to QI: above line says perfume too, so I kept this neutral/vague by changing to liquid] She then glared at me and asked, "Did you tamper with the perfume, Helena?" I shrugged my shoulders, looking completely innocent. "What on earth are you talking about? Why don't I understand what you're getting at, Queenie? Is it possible that your perfume has simply gone bad?" Queenie asked through gritted teeth, "Didn't you realize that the person who uses this perfume can't actually smell it? How did the perfume I gave you end up on my vanity, Helena?"

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”

he said, reaching out to hold his wife’s hand when he said ‘we. Persephone was even harder to read. Perhaps it was because she was the daughter of The Zeus? Nurture over nature, but I’m not sure. I have only met The Zeus once, and he did seem to have a stern face with a schooled impression. But that school expression didn’t stay when she looked from the hope chest to Chara. I saw sadness as she looked at Chara, sucking her thumb in her sleep. "We are both thankful for the actions you've taken, Lord Ares," she said, squeezing her husband's hand back. "The money within will be used to help Chara. You've done much for us." she nodded.

“We cannot outwit his intelligence after all. He is a Tademono after all.” Recalling the harsh fact they cannot neglect, her frown deepened. “Then what do you suggest?” Kriss asked, trying to maintain his posture.. He was already in a state of bewilderment and emotional stress, further puzzle would only test his silence and patience. “Sir Azen already told me what happened at the war. Persephone is the strongest warrior of Aziel, people fear her name.” His heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name with a dried throat to wonder where she led their talks to.

I stand up and put my hands to my mouth, “The Goddess of Torture built a chamber specifically for the Mavri Magea? The actual daughter of Hades and Persephone?” I stop short when I realize what I just said. Persephone? I turn and look at Cora, “A-are you her? Don’t lie to me.” “I am not the Goddess Persephone you think I am. I am only named after her because I had to be,” Cora says bluntly.