Narcissus Flower Persephone Novels & Stories

She included. The Spider demon swung one of her stinging legs at her. Decca fell on her back in shock clenching her neck. A blue crystal necklace appeared on her hands. Then her beautiful face became an evil cloaked image of her formal self. She levitated into the air in anger and the necklace rose In the air to a place above her head. The blue crystals glowed red instead of it former hue. "How dare you? You know fully well that I need the human blood now you want it for yourself you have selfish fools" she flung her crystal at them in anger.

Suddenly, Miren's voice transformed into a song about the manipulation of the soul and the destruction of life. "The most gentle and lovely people in the world are responsible for creating the stunning irises that are known as the flowers of death. This intoxicating and alluring aroma is wrapping its arms around your broken heart. Those with feeble and pitiful hearts are looking for support for their unsteady hearts wherever they can find it. The blood that is currently flowing through you is beginning to heat up gradually. The moans of the dying are trying to bring your attention back to the reality of the situation. This harsh reality world no longer has anything that can stop you from mov

His words make me shiver but I don't say a word, wanting him to continue. "That's where the witches came in. They cursed all valerians to only have human offspring, making them weak and easy to kill. They were slaughtered by the thousands and there hasn't been one since." He smiles and I don't like it. "That is until you, of course. Now if only we knew who sired you..." "I-“

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.”

I frown at her slightly, wishing I knew her name, wishing I could respond to her clear excitement. She smiles brightly, flashing a set of pearly white teeth. "Don't worry, I know about your memory loss. No worries that you don't remember me. I'm Persephone, and you and I were very good friends." Persephone. I wish I had studied Greek mythology more frequently now, as I search my brain for answers. After a moment, it comes to me. "The Goddess of Spring. Queen of the Underworld." "That's right!" She beams, offering me a nod. "It's been a while since I've seen you. I'm glad you're back and well."

I couldn't even see her anymore. "Kamara" I heard her call my name. "Demeter, the goddess of harvest and Zues the god of the sky had a daughter. Persephone the goddess of springtime, vegetation and the underworld" I heard her talk. "Okay?. Where is all this going?" I asked to the space around me because I really couldn't see anyone "Be patient" another female voice gently scolded me. "One day, when Persephone the young goddess was gathering flowers by the stream, Hades the brother of Zeus and god of the underworld abducts her. Zeus and Demeter kept asking for her.

he said as he tilted his chin up in a playful manner. “Will Kora be joining us tonight?” Asked Damien. “Kora?” I asked quite mindlessly. Lucifer smiled, “You may know her better as Persephone,” he tilted his chin towards me as he spoke, the man was even taller than Damien. Lucifer saw the look on my face and it was clear that he knew what was going through my mind. Persephone was Hades' wife in Greek Mythology, being told that Hades kidnapped her and brought her to be the queen of the underworld7.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

And the blush that was barely receding was back again. "I'm not a pretty little flower, Roses are as pretty as they are dangerous." He scoffed, standing up and even from where he was standing, I could see that he'll tower over me. He straightened out his suit jacket. Eyes boring into mine. "The only dangerous roses are those with thorns Rose, and you my dear, you have no thorns. You're a pretty little flower, a harmless little flower." He walked towards me till he was standing right Infront of me, towering over me as expected, I craned my neck just too look at him. "I'll be taking my leave now pretty flower, say hi to Mr. Potter for me."