Mythology Dionysus Novels & Stories

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

"When you choose a God to follow, this God may give you some gift, care for you or ignore you. In the case of people like our Prince and Hope, the Gods take them in and give them greater gifts. In this case our Prince besides singing well, dancing, and painting, among others, also has the gift of the premonition, he can see one of the possible futures in small lapses." "Hope has chosen Dionysus," I whispered. "Yes, she doesn't get drunk if she doesn't want to, she knows and understands the cycles of life, knows better than anyone about divine rituals, plus the touch of insanity and temperament changes, among others" Nosferatu answered my silent question. "She didn't want to choose another Go

already Proserpina can feel the back of her neck growing at the sudden memory while his grin widens, “you get the picture?” Proserpina narrowed her eyes, “Are you threatening me?” But Dionysus laughs again, swaying as if he was drunk and she had a half in mind to think that he always is. “Nah, I’m just messing with you, ghoul-face,” the god of wine finally said once his laughter dies down, a semblance of clarity in his eyes, “…I’ve known, from the get-go, actually.” She sucked in a sharp breath, “You… what?!”

The Naxos Island will soon be missed. Ariadne didn't answer, she pressed her naked body against Leon's body, making Leon's pants feel even tighter. Leon recalls that in the legend, Ariadne would become the wife of Dyonisius, the god of wine, on the island of Naxos. He didn’t know what happens, if Theseus slept with Ariadne before that happened. "Touch me, Theseus," said Ariadne in a very seductive voice.

She is a virgin goddess and is the sister of Hades, Poseidon, Zeus, Demeter and Hera. Dionysus : Greek God of wine, grape harvest, the ritual madness ( I like him.) and theatre. He is the son of Zeus and Semele. Thanatos : Greek God of death. (Better known as the reaper.) He is the son of Erebos (Darkness) and Nyx (Night). Demigod : The offspring of a god and a human. (Sometimes other mythical beings too.) A half God to be exact. The list doesn't end here and these are only basics, the charecters will be explained again as we met them.

I'm doing my best lost puppy face. - Hi - he releases the hood of the car, making a loud noise, which is softened by the sound playing outside - I am Dionísio. I can see you stomping around the Bronx chasing your man, and honestly, I don't care. You know he's probably fucking another woman. I widen my eyes. First, Dionysus, as the god of wine? Second, is this what women expect from their husbands here? Because if so, it's exactly the same as politics. And, third but not least, my man?

The gods living in the human realm won't be a surprise anymore. At least, some of them do. — Dionysus, also known as the God of Wine, has resided in the mortal world for a century now. One look at him and the idea of a white man with fair skin, blue eyes, and blonde hair will immediately deteriorate. The former semi-deus, who was soon turned into a full deity, was orphaned of a mother before he was born. The rumors of an unknowable curse hung around his head without even breathing into the outside world. No one has clear information about it but Hera, his father's queen.

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

The feast continued late into the night, with music and conversation flowing as freely as the wine that was poured from both mortal casks and divine vessels. Apollo had joined a group of mortal musicians in the center of the hall, their instruments creating a harmony that seemed to lift the very roof – flutes and lyres blending with drums and lutes, mortal rhythms weaving through divine melodies until no one could tell where one ended and the other began. Dionysus had brought casks of wine from his sacred vineyards, sharing it generously with all who wished to partake, while Demeter’s followers passed around baskets of bread made from grain that had been blessed by both divine and mortal han

Almost immediately, a very tall muscular well-built man hopped out of the Benz which made Eileen shift back a little, as the man's appearance was screaming dangerously and confidence in his face, which was so well-built. “Sorry Beta, our Miss was a bit taken back because of their well-built body.” The warrior spoke up so as not to cause any misunderstanding. The man standing in front of her was beta Idris, Alpha Odysseus second in command. “Beta Idris, this is the oldest daughter of our master, Markus Eileen. Please, inform your alpha, that our master entrusted her daughter to him.” Said one of the warriors. Eileen didn't know when a tear streamed down her cheeks, her father wasn't here to s