Nietzsche Dionysus Novels & Stories

"It always feels as though there is a double meaning to your words, Abigor. You say one thing, when in fact you mean another." "Is that so, my Aphrodite?" "What do you drink in that wine glass of yours?" "Why, wine of course, my Aphrodite." "Such thick and dark wine, Master Abigor." "Ah, 'tis a fusion of berries and grapes. Only for a refined palate." "Then would you not mind if I had a sip of it?" "Hm...I do not believe it would be for your tastebuds just yet. 'Tis an acquired taste."

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?

"Well, Dion is a shortcut for Dionysus, right? And Dionysus is the Greek God of wine." "How odd. You seem close when you two first met, and you were so happy when he treated you on the mall, right?" He shrugs, "That's because you were just starting back then. Now, you are boyfriend and girlfriend, and that's a different thing to discuss. Perhaps when I talk to him and I am assured that he won't hurt you, I'll be back with my amazing and awesome perspective of him." "Oh, boy. I've told you already, he won't hurt me. Well, not for a purpose."

“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.

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.

"An offer with a god usually leaves one dead." "Oh no," Dionysius gave a little shake of his head. "I am not one for blood. I profess peace and freedom. In every sense Loukas. Humour me." "Then what do you want?" Loukas had made a deal with the god of trickery and managed to escape unscathed, albeit a small suicidal scene, so he thought he would escape this one easily. How stupid. "I want you and Leonidas to have sex," Dionysus said simply. "And I want to watch."

Maenads, centaurs, nymphs, and seilenoi or wind spirits began to show help, hiding the god's existence as they bowed at his feet. Now, in the 2000s, highrise buildings, upgraded vehicles, and machineries proved itself to be an advantage for Dionysus and his independence. With a company all to himself and Silenus tagging along, nothing stood in his way; no rival, no competitor, only allies. Dionysus, aged 27 for eternity, is now the man behind Victoire Wine Company.