Percy X Hera Novels & Stories

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

Uriel nodded, giving her mother a hug. “Thank you, Mom. I know this is hard for you, but I’m old enough now. I can take care of myself.” Uriel’s enormous eyes blinked happily. Hera’s arms hugged her tighter, kissing the top of her head. “I know, dear,” she sniffed, petting back her hair softly. “Protect her, please,” Hera’s eyes landed on me and on my father. “I’m begging.” Gods don’t beg, and Hera, once the second in command under Zeus, was now begging for us to protect her only daughter. Not just a daughter, but the fate of humanity. “With my life,” I spoke.

I touched myself while I thought of her, her luscious lips that I remember moving up and down my cock all those years ago. Her perky tits that were just the right size and shape. I remember moving my hands down her curves as she lay on the bed in front of me. Licking between her breasts caused me so much pleasure that she didn't understand. She had no idea how much she turned me on just by the very sight of her. I pulled harder on my cock, remembering those times I bent her over and came at her from behind. The way her breasts moved in rhythm with my thrusts, the way they pressed up against the shower door. Her moans of pure ecstasy, her groaning my name over and over.

"No, but I know Marcus is here. I just met him a few days ago. I presume you know him, right?" In response, Anton nodded while lowering his head once more as if hiding something. She asked Anton once more, gradually losing her patience, "Sir Anton, what do you really want to say?" She nevertheless made an effort to smile in front of the elderly man. Anton exhaled deeply. Althaia smiled as he finally started talking. Althaia's previously bright expression darkened upon hearing Anton's revelations. She clenched her fist and felt her muscles with rage. Hera is now in Duncan Mills, according to Anton, and she is looking for Calista to convince her to depose her as their tribe's queen. She couldn

he replied while taking a deep breath"i saw my father,or so i guess" "what! your father? how? thought your mom said he died or did you find his corpse there?" i was really confused. "There's more to that bro"shield replied"he is alive,i think.more to that he said he's some kind of greek god or something called Hermes" "woah! you mean Hermes the god of speed .mmm that'll explain a lot. But thought the gods were myths,and how did he get to meet your mom? How come he is in that tomb and can't come out?" I bombarded shield with questions

Drake was a hybrid immortal. He's a 1/4 warlock, 1/4 vampire and half immortal and Queen Athena is a pure blooded goddess. Hera kingdom is a very lively kingdom. When the queen gave birth to a girl the kingdom overjoyed and celebrated the birth of the princess. But suddenly a prophecy has been told that the heir of the hera kingdom will be blessed with great power and will bring peace to the underworld. The lycans found out and attacked the hera kingdom to kill the baby. but they did not succeed because the queen had to flee it before they could kill it. Until now we have no news about the princess and if she is really alive, because if she is still alive, only she can defeat the lycans and

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

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.”

“Movies, Baba. Have you got to one where Persephone is kept captive by Hades in the Underworld yet?” He picked up one from the top of a pile and handed it to me, grimacing. “She also mentioned that Hercules has a secret love affair with Persephone and that she claims that her name is Megara. She didn’t even get the hero’s name correct! Heracles, people! Heracles!”