Romans & histoires Naiad Greek

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

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.

Nadia stood completely naked at the door, waiting for her Master's arrival. She took her lip in between her teeth and bit it nervously. Obviously, she wanted her master to be happy with her, but she couldn't help to feel completely exposed. What if someone other than her master walked in and saw her? Then they would know what a naughty whore she was.

She takes the lid and carefully lifted, her hand flying to her mouth as she gasped, “This is –“ “Yes. It is the dress Aphrodite have asked the river nymphs to weave using the riverbank foam. With the help of Anemoi’s east and west wind, they were able to harvest the foams and dried it with the aid of the southern wind.” “Aunt Lilia have mentioned this to me when I was growing up as a child. Every little Erosian girls in Eros has dreamt about seeing this someday. I thought it was a legend, a story told for us to believe.” “Nope.” “It was lost – the Nereids, they took it for their mother, Doris, and it angered Aphrodite, promising them no love. So how did Aeon –“

A speedboat sliced through the water, approaching. Adel lifted his voice: “Come here!” The boat drew close. He gently set Naomi inside and then climbed in after her. Naomi’s wet body shimmered under the striking sunlight— she looked like a mythical sea maiden pulled straight out of ancient Egyptian legends. Different from every woman ever crafted. Adel extended his hand. Naomi took it and rose. She walked toward him, the boat speeding fast beneath her feet, and lost her balance— falling into Adel’s arms.

The introductions came to an end a few minutes ago and Gaia led her back to their table where they were already drinking and chatting. All their names were of ancient gods and goddesses from the mythologies of various countries. Neith tried to recite the names again, but she finally couldn't stand the unwavering gaze of the man opposite him. She remembered him as Hades. She looked up and Hades was indeed staring at her. Neith felt self-conscious and uncomfortable. "Hi." Neith started while looking at Hades. Her greeting got everyone else's attention except Hades'. Jupiter nudged him and he finally realized he was staring too hard and that Neith was speaking to him. His smile widened.