Persephone Gow Novels & Stories

Tristan came back as Zadicus asked hurriedly about Persephone. He wanted to know about her desperately, how she is, what she is doing now. Anything about her would tranquilize his heart. "How's Persephone?" Zadicus asked, a strange glimpse of felicity all of them noticed at her mention. They can see what this name does to him. "She is doing great. An amazing warrior to be exact, she became the youngest trainee to become a unit leader." Tristan shrugged, pretending he didn’t see the different mien when it came to Persephone.

"Well, Opal, follow the crescent moons and you shall find your way." Persephone walked inside the tunnel. She watched as the witch sealed it off. Biting her lip, she glanced forward and she realized large crescent moons lit the walls of the tunnel. Well, there was no going back now. Each step she took, the further away from the life she used to live and who she used to be. ____

At the funeral, Alex held my white wedding dress. His lonely expression made his parents break down and cry. Having lost my parents young, I did not keep in touch with many relatives. So, almost everyone at the funeral was from his side. However, what I saw on their faces was mostly smug satisfaction. "What's wrong with the Walters? They're having a funeral for the bride just three days after the wedding." "That's none of your business!" A sharp female voice rang out from the door. It was Leila, storming in with a group of bodyguards.

Gavin reported that the little boy requested to see him that was when the King's full attention turned to the little boy who had the guts to request for his presence and what he saw with his spiritual eyes surprised him, he saw salvation in the next generation and he wanted to keep him imma but he won't let the boy who seems to be worried about something have bad intentions about him so he waved the thought off Am all ears he said to the little boy and he was somehow relieved My name is Perseus from the village of Ventus located at the south boundaries of venngreberg, i traveled all the way here because we are in danger, many witches came to live there in disguise though they are no new face

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, North. My name is Persephone, though most people call me Oracle or Seer Persephone. I prefer to dispense with that.” “Uh, nice to meet you, Persephone.” North wasn’t sure if it truly was nice to meet the Oracle though. Considering the woman’s prophecy could threaten the happiness she’d found, she was reserving judgment. “How long have you been an Oracle?” Persephone laughed. “Since I was born, though it’s taken years to interpret visions and learn what they mean to any degree of accuracy.” “Are your prophecies ever wrong?” Persephone shrugged. “I haven’t misinterpreted one for years and years.”

She wore a gown that flowed like liquid darkness, adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to shift and writhe like the shadows themselves. The aura that surrounded her was so much power that I felt powers coursing through me. I stared at her for a prolonged moment until a subtle click of her finger snapped me back to the present. "Who are you?" I asked, a sense of familiarity mixed with confusion. I waited for her introduction. "I am Persephone," she smiled warmly. I turned around and noticed that Goddess Selene was no longer with us. I wondered where she had disappeared to, leaving me alone with a goddess I knew very little about. It felt like the cruelest abandonment.

Sumico tried to smile as naturally as possible. Pete Jupiter required quite a couple of seconds to finally remember what was being talked by Sumico. “Oh, I see… I see… The Persephone Hotel, where your elder sister is working…” “Yeah, it’s Sister Wenny who’s recommended our enterprise to The Persephone Hotel. Thanks to Sister Wenny, The Persephone Hotel has now purchased a lot and a lot of stationery sets from Huangwira Enterprise.” Sumico still showed her gentle, professional and elegant smile.

Claudius murmured shyly as he convinced his mini-me to give his permission. Perseus opened his palm to ask for my phone. He scrolled on the gallery and when he found a picture that he liked. Perseus deleted every other shot and kept the one that he liked. "You can send him that picture, Mama," Perseus said before he nonchalantly left our tent. "Moon Goddess, I didn't know that my heart would flatter this bad for a single picture of me and my pup. Can you see my face?" Claudius asked while he was pointing at his cheeks.

Mila blinked in confusion. “If you didn’t get the non-verbal message, let me clue you in. Jonny would like you to keep your distance. You’re freaking him out.” Persephone spoke on my behalf. In the mirror wall of the elevator, I could see her smiling. It was a scary smile somewhere between sinister and polite. “He’s my mate. So if you touch him, I’ll make you compost.” Persephone whispered so quietly that only a werewolf or other supernatural creature could hear her.

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.”