Mythology Dionysus Novels & Stories

I turned to Dion and asked him what's happening, and one of the rarest times in the world, Dionysus smirked sexily and said, "We're going on a date." MICS ARTEMIA

“Yeah, I’ve employed someone. She should be with us tomorrow afternoon.” *** “Come on.” Wrapping my arm around Dion’s waist, I felt the full weight of his heavy-ass frame settle against me. And God, he was heavy. Not fat heavy either. Dion was built solidly, with muscles on muscles. It drew women to him in droves. He was the face of Dionysus Rising, and we used his sex appeal and cover boy muscles to our full advantage. But right at that second, it was nothing but a massive pain in the ass.