Persephone Gow Novels & Stories

sarcastically said Iqlima without stopping her steps towards the elevator. Darren held Iqlima's arm. His arm was firmly wrapped around the shoulder of the woman who had become the mother of his three children. "No, we'll go back together." Iqlima tried to hold back the puddles at the corners of her eyes. Her nerves were already very glassy and hot from the evil conjecture that filled her head. "Is it done?" The elevator doors opened before them revealing the figure of Serena who had changed into a pair of long sleeping pajamas full of Japanese cat characters. She was surprised to see the silent couple after passing through the metal doorway.

But tonight, everything felt different. Rising up onto her elbows, Persephone's gaze roved over the sculpted expanse of Orion's chest, the play of candlelight casting shadows across his defined abs. Her fingers traced the line of his collarbone, down the center of his chest, and through the coarse hair that trailed down to his still-hard member. It throbbed beneath her touch, and she smirked, feeling a sense of power and mischief bubbling within her.

“How long has it been in testing?” “6 months,” Ms Rose, at least, had enough understanding of ethics to blush at her admission. “The results of my experiments have been promising. My data shows an 87% efficacy rate. I’m calling it Project Persephone.” My lips curled up into a knowing smirk as I made the immediate connection. Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Goddess of Death and Rebirth. Looking up, I asked. “I assume you have a Warden in mind.” Hunter’s face turned to mine, his gaze steely.

She questioned, getting louder and angrier with each word. That certainly isn’t going to endear her to my Papa. No one likes a cock or beaver blocker. Persephone will learn that when she’s old enough to find a mate or to want to have sex with someone, she finds attractive. I hope the Goddess repays her with equal karma for interrupting her sister and my Papa. I sighed as the elevator started again. The moment the elevator doors opened, Persephone and Delilah rushed to Crista. “Are you okay? Why was the elevator stopped?” Delilah questioned.

Aria introduced us. “It’s very nice to meet you both.” Ginger said. “To what do we owe this visit?” Herb asked. “I’m here so that Aria doesn’t kill DJ and Persephone came because she is the Goddess of Spring. She has elemental powers and wanted to help and see how your powers differ from a goddesses elemental powers.” I explained. “Do you always speak for your wife?” Tulip asked. “No, he does not. I was distracted by Petra. I haven’t seen her in quite some time.” Persephone said.

“You don’t have to be so uptight. He will be okay. My husband is not a weakling that needs your backup.” Sherif bowed his head again. “Apologies for acting rude to you. I by no means wanted to insult your husband, master. I am conscious of his strength and I do believe in him.” “Case closed.” “I understand.” Suddenly, the stem stopped wriggling and seemed to return. The bloody stem appeared. The long sharp thorn had smeared with thick black blood and some severed head dangled around one of the thorns. Persephone shifted her legs and toppled on top of the other one. “This is exhilarating.” She was sincere about it.

I send her a mind link. “Yes, Alpha. What can I help with,” she responds immediately. “Persephone Ferox is one of the women listed in the dossier for the meeting today. Can you find out more about her? Specifically, the name. I think it may be an alias.” “Well, off the bat, I know Ferox means wild in Latin, Alpha. You don’t think the Goddess Persephone is here at Blood River, do you?” her tone sounds more nervous at the question. “I think we would all know if the queen of the underworld was in our presence, Musu. Let me know when you have something.”

Perci replied. Perxeus cleared his throat, "I like dogs, but we are still not on good terms, old man." "Perxeus, watch your manners." "Sorry, mommy." Perci looked away and sulked, enough to hang a thing on his mouth. Cali shook her head while looking at the cute version of her husband. "Arf! Arf!" Perree jumped into Perci. "Wow, you are big, and your fur is soft." Perxeus embraced Perree. Calici ran towards Perxeus, leaving Cali and Perci on the door.

I don’t even know if he’s still alive. “How far do you think we will need to go to be sure we’re safe?” Persephone questioned, wiping her hands on her shimmery blue skater dress. It was torn and not at all proper anymore. If she was to bend, someone would get a view of her underwear. Emilia growled at that thought. After all, Persephone is only fifteen. No one should be looking at her that way.

I cleared my throat, trying to get his attention as everyone indeed looked up from what they were doing. He ignored me, grabbing Persy instead, by her arm, so she could stand in front of him. I walked forward, stopping directly behind him. I was already fuming, I already knew that this would not end well. He shook her violently, before starting, "This woman right here is not Kassie Aaron, she is Persephone Walters, an imposter and a dirty thief. She will be treated as one…" He shook her violently once more and I gripped his arm this time.