Mother And Father Of Zeus Novels & Stories

“If you don’t mind my asking, who’s your divine ancestor?” “My father was a demigod. The last few of those died out almost twenty years ago now, and his father was none other than Zeus. My mother was a descendant of Athena and Ares, an interesting mixture to be sure. No, I don’t have any special . . . powers, I guess you could call them, but I have noticed some personality traits and interests of mine that line up with what my ancestors represented.” “You said the last few of those? What do you mean?” James asked.

Perfect beauty. "Madam, Mrs. Yolaine Georgio." Zeus came closer to her. He looked surprised by the presence of the middle-aged woman. "Mrs. Yolaine Georgio." I say to myself. The woman is Zeus' biological mother. His mother had divorced from his father when Zeus was seven years old. I saw Zeus, he didn't like Yolaine's presence. Zeus saw me, then he took my hand, and we walked past Yolaine.

Demeter shall present her to the King of Heaven - her father. Zeus, the youngest son of the Titan Cronos and Rhea, was her sire. He was the King of Gods. The other gods in the Pantheon were also his children. Together, the twelve chief gods, including Demeter, had reigned for some three thousand years now. The young goddess had never seen the Sky Lord in person, let alone the rest. She had heard tales of the king through the gossiping birds. Zeus would come down to earth in pursuit of wood nymphs. Hera couldn't provide him with pleasure, or that she simply loathed his ego too much to even care. Once or twice, Persephone even chanced upon a nymph who had just narrowly escaped his lust in her

Helenora added in a low tone while Ryan was listening to her patiently. Ryan didn't want to interrupt Helenora. He had already asked all the questions that concerned him about Dabria's future. He knew Helenora would answer all his questions. "Zeus was born as a dead baby. He died in his mother's womb because of a rogue ambush. They just didn't know. But Zeus' heart and his brain were just too strong to give up. Zaric felt Zeus' powers around him. And the next moment, Zaric let himself take over Zeus' body. His parents said that at birth was the very first time Zeus shifted into his wolf." Helenora kept on going. While Ryan was suddenly excited about hearing the whole story about that man he

Zeus was the oldest, then Ares and finally Eros. Yes I know we are all named after Greek and Roman gods and goddess. My mother had an obsession with Greek and Roman mythology. I had actually got that obsession from my mother and the first place I was headed on my adventure was Greece. But more about that later. Right now my ass was about to be lit on fire and I frankly didn't give 2 shits. "VENUS MA...." My mom started to scream until she was interrupted by my brother Zeus. "Whoa there little sister what crawled up your ass and died?" He laughed when he heard my tantrum.

On top of that Zeus was looking for an answer and was becoming slightly impatient. So I spoke up telling him that Preston was his kid with a woman named Alice, I could see an expression change almost right away on his face, he called out “Preston”, I couldn’t believe it he remembered his son which was amazing I was happy for Preston, Preston asked Zeus if he still remembered Alice, to which Zeus replied that he would always remember him and Alice as they were his family. Zeus then asked Preston how did he know about his birth?

“Knowing that I could never be there for you the way I would’ve liked to, I was overjoyed when Robert stepped in and filled that void. Ever since you were little, your deepest desire was to have a father. It’s completely understandable. The pain and remorse I felt, watching you search for a home, was indescribable. I know it seems unfair that when you were finally blessed with a fatherly-figure, he was taken from you.” James breathed deeply, his lips crushing together, hoping to hold off the moisture welling in his eyes. He was determined not to cry in front of Zeus. “You watched me when I was little?” he asked hopefully. The god smiled warmly, his brow lifting. “Every single day since you w

Zeus said coldly. "Why are you talking like that. Are you upset that your father praise him?" Stephen asked. He couldn't understand why Zeus was behaving like that. Zeus was indeed upset about that because his father always praise Ares. He knew that it's his fault that his father always scolded him. He didn't pay attention to the company after his marriage with Ares. He turned his attention to made Ares's life hell. On the other hand, no matter what Zeus did to him, Ares never distracted from his duties as CEO. So, he always get praised by everyone.

His expression was uncharacteristically softened, the usual thunderous authority replaced by something closer to satisfaction—a quiet peace that seemed to radiate from within. "She did well," Hera's voice came from beside him, her arm linked through his in a rare moment of public affection. She wore a simple wrap of deep blue silk, and her dark hair was loose, catching the moonlight like spun obsidian. Her gaze was fixed on Eirene, who sat with a group of young students teaching them simple melodies on small lyres she had helped craft herself. Zeus nodded slowly, his eyes following his daughter's movements with pride. "She inherited her mother's wisdom and her own father's capacity for growt

I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. He cocked his head, looking at me strangely. “What?” I asked. “Why did you say it like that? You put Poseidon above Zeus. No one does that. Zeus is the King of the Gods. He is placed above all.” he explained. “I exist because of Poseidon. He is the one that gifted the bull who would sire me to Minos. He is the one that cursed my mother with lust for the bull after Minos angered him. So it is the God of the Sea who set into motion my creation.” I explained.