Persephone And Hades Love Story Novels & Stories

Not ever. I was never meant to be loved. My mother made certain I understood that cruel truth. To her, I was a mistake, a complication that shattered her life and my father’s heart. Hades, the mighty ruler of the Underworld, was devoted to his radiant queen, Persephone. She was everything he adored—golden curls cascading down her back, emerald eyes sparkling like sunlight on precious stones, and curves that ensnared the admiration of all who beheld her. Her beauty was legendary, a blessing and a curse that drove Hades to madness with jealousy.

Will looks to me wanting to know the reason to my downcast eyes, but I left like I wouldn't be able to explain how the words said to me with a smile felt like a warning to never interrupt him again and though not malicious it made clear his want for me to listen to the entire story. No one else seems to a have a reaction as he continues. "Persephone who admired your Lord Hades was jealous of my daughter and one day kidnapped her while she was on her way to the Underworld. And every effort put into searching was futile and when Lord Hades finally found her she was already claimed by death." "But it did not end there, she cursed her family." I feel a tingle in my fingers and toes, my worst nig

“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!”

] Persephone’s body jolted, surprised by the sudden telepathy. “What’s wrong, my love?” Hades asked affectionately. “She is talking inside my head.” She half-whispered, speaking small. Hades swiftly turned his head. “You are in a sticky situation, my nephews.” He mocked Hermes and the unconscious Perseus. Hermes had long sensed such presence. It was the familiar scent. Both desirable and undesirable. He used to fantasize about his life with that small lady, now, he was busy running away from her.

Does he? "I love your own perception, Cakeu! Their tragic love story is one of my favourites too. But Persephone and Hades' love story is the best for me." Agape. That's it! It's her turn! "I want someone like Hades." She sweetly said with her usual sweet smile. We were dumbfounded. H-Hades? Why Hades? "Why the underworld King? He's evil." I reasoned. She shakes her head, keeping her smile.

I stopped hugging myself and instead, I focused my gaze at Hades who appears solemn, his gray eyes unrecognizable beneath his hood, “The humans you are worrying about, well - if they’re for each other then they’ll end up together. You cannot force them to be together just because you are used on seeing them together. Let them work on what you have started with, as all creatures do without cupid’s aid.” “I thought you don’t know anything about love and your expertise is focused solely at death and bringing sorrow to the bereaved?” Hades shakes his head and smiled, “You can’t live with Persephone without picking up a thing or two.” I snorted, trying keep a straight face to stop myself from smi

The more they talked, the less I could comprehend what was happening. “If he remembered what happened, do you think he would sign the contract?” Persephone asked. Hades didn’t speak, which gave me the chance. “What are you two talking about?” Persephone turned toward me with a gentle smile on her face. She patted Hades on the face a few times before dropping her hand and pulling away from him. This time, Hades didn’t stop her, and he seemed defeated. Evidently, Hades’s weakness was his wife.

aren't you afraid? — Not with you by my side, you idiot. — I approach your lips. — Persephone didn't want Hades, but he insisted... one day she fell in love with him, then she understood that there was no point in going if a piece of her would stay with him. Persephone is the Goddess of light..., but she didn't mind being the queen of darkness. — I whispered and closed my eyes, tense and panting.

It's an endless stream of merriment. This creature was elegant, the aura around him loudly spoke royalty. The love in his eyes seems to be stronger than any story I had heard of love potion's power. The waves of the tender love I felt protruding from him was stronger than my little tender heart that had never in real time experience love.

He finally detached from my neck and looked at me before he gave me a nod, "if that is what you want, my Aphrodite, then that is what I shall give you. I will take your life in the manner that you have asked me." Hearing his words set me at ease and I let out a breath I was unaware to be holding. I leaned forward and seeking out solace from his lips. The wedding was in one more sun rise. The time was drawing close. It would be a matter of time until my life changed. Forever. This weighed heavily on my chest but what must we do for love except that which is required?