Persephone Gow Novels & Stories

depending on the course you choose in college. Some shivers went through my body when I imagine Persephone in charge of the city and the business, she still needed to mature enough to not make mistakes that could cost lives, I hope that Axel manages to get the best out of her in the coming years. I would be on her toes to make sure she didn't do anything stupid. “Persephone still needs to mature mentally. Physically she's ready, she knows how to defend herself and handle all the weapons they put in her hands, but she's still a teenager" I say and hope Axel agrees with me.

It never occurred to me to ask. In the middle of the early, dark hours of my tenth birthday, Persephone came to me. She had tears in her eyes and she kept apologizing to me. Her eyes were swollen and red. She had been crying. I looked at her as a child would their mother they adore. My hand, wiping the tears from her cheeks. I was terribly confused. She pushed a pearl into my hand, telling me that once she had left me, I needed to place it on the ground and step on it, smashing it. As I did so I needed to think of something that made me happy. If I did this, I had a chance to save my life. If I did this, I wouldn’t truly become a doulos. A slave. My heart broke when she admitted what doulos

It was obviously wine, "Do you have no other things to do?" Charilaus snapped there, even though Leonidas could tell he was trying his utmost best to be po Persephone smiled. "No Father. I have sewn all the tapestries, cooked all the meals, and being the perfect daughter, I am here to entertain your gue The sarcasm was obvious in her voice and Charilaus looked like he would explode. "Perseph Her smile was gone as she stood, "Alright, I only came to make a business preposition to Lord Aetos. He seems like a man that knows genders do not restrict one from having ideas that can help a nation, Fat

Persephone responded with a mysterious twinkle in her eye, "Is there anything else I can help you with, Mr. Velimir? My friend's waiting for me outside; she's my ride." "I could always give you a ride home," I reply, taking a step closer, smiling at her sudden intake of breath. "That won't be necessary, Mr. Velimir. If there's nothing else…" she trails off. "I'll see you tomorrow. If you could be here at noon sharp to fill out your paperwork." I reply, turning and heading back toward the desk, taking a seat. "I'll see you then… Hades." Persephone purrs, her face lighting up with a smile when I look back at her before she turns and strolls out of the room.

Ghost ends the communication as I look back at the frightened child. "Persephone, I know how much you want to meet your mom," I glanced above the basement to see five Order men coming this way. Glad Hugo isn't among the five. "I can help you find her. I have people, nice people who are good at their job. I know you are scared, and I'm just a stranger to you, but I promise I won't let anything happen to you, okay?" I say, serious and promising, as I extend my hand to her.

he said, reaching out to hold his wife’s hand when he said ‘we. Persephone was even harder to read. Perhaps it was because she was the daughter of The Zeus? Nurture over nature, but I’m not sure. I have only met The Zeus once, and he did seem to have a stern face with a schooled impression. But that school expression didn’t stay when she looked from the hope chest to Chara. I saw sadness as she looked at Chara, sucking her thumb in her sleep. "We are both thankful for the actions you've taken, Lord Ares," she said, squeezing her husband's hand back. "The money within will be used to help Chara. You've done much for us." she nodded.

He, Klauss, and their Boss Mort were surrounded Perse's cradle who was adorably giggling with her emerald doll orbs twinkling revealing her dimples while looking at them. "This is it," Mort said and turn to Klauss. The secretary wears a straight face to the baby and flashed a wicked grin. But baby Perse cutely smiled at him and tried to reach him with her tiny hands. This little beauty is truly a replica of her mother. 'I'm not sold to this little demon.' "And I'll pass the honor to Klauss to do it," Mort added. Eyes squinted and lips pursed, Klauss looked sternly at his Boss.

Gwen developed the strong lungs for screaming that her big brother had and still has. “As always, you’re such a help.” I rolled my eyes as I got up. “Silenzio, mia piccola principessa. Papà ti ha.” I gently cooed, not fearing my clothes, as I brought her to my chest. “Glad you have this handled. See you later.” Persephone waved as she quickly about-faced and left me with a justifiably upset baby. “Your Zia Persephone will be in for such a wake-up call when or if she ever becomes a mama.” I sighed as I pressed a kiss to Gwen’s hair.