Persephone Kore Novels & Stories

A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair. The boy was Eren, the child I had nearly given up half my life force to bring into the world. The woman was not me. I was Persephone, goddess of spring, queen of the Underworld, and Hades’s wife under every sacred law. Not long after, Nympha posted her own update on the social feed. In the illustration, my mother’s pomegranate brooch lay beside a small charm of laurel and asphodel, clumsily woven by a child’s hands. Beneath it, she wrote:

He opened it and began yo read the contents in it. In this guise she is most often referred to as Kore, signifying both 'daughter' and 'maiden'. In Greek mythology, the wife of Hades(the demon king), is the Queen of the Underworld and takes her other name, Persephone. In this guise, she was seen as a protectress in the after-life, although Hesiod repeatedly describes her as 'dread Persephone' in his Theogony. In the Roman world the goddess was known as Proserpina.

“Before we go to your estate, can we drop by home for a second, I need to pick up Percy.” Nicole looked away from her window towards Salvatore who was driving the car. “Percy?” “My husky, Persephone,” “You…you have a Siberian Husky named after the Greek goddess of spring?” Salvatore chuckled. “Why not Khione - the Greek goddess of winter?” “Ha-ha, make all the fun you want, I need to pick her up. And I named her Persephone because she loves spring and rolling around in flowers,” Nicole scrunched up her nose at his teasing. “You don’t mind dogs, right?”

Kael Said as the Silver Pack shook in fear. Seris looked at the members of her Pack as she saw Raymond's pleading eyes, as Persephone clutched her stomach tightly. Seris looked at Persephone, who was already crying her eyes out. Persephone really did not do anything, she was the one secretly giving Seris essential supplies, thinking Seris would not know. “Do I have a say in this matter?” Seris said out loud. “You do not” Kael cut her off quickly. “I think I do” Seris said.

a voice off-camera complained. I arched an eyebrow. “Who is that?” Sarael asked. “That’s Persephone. She’s one of Luna Crista’s sisters. And a bit… um, imagine Silvercloud with blond hair, tits, and a chip on his shoulder.” Kurt explained. “I’ll show you a chip on the shoulder when I take a chunk off yours!” as a blonde girl dove knocking Kurt off camera.

" Marga walked past me and sat on the bed. She opened the lid of the box and removed the paper that hides the costume. My heart was racing. I approached the redhead and glued myself to her side, seeing a white fabric reign at first sight. I pick it up, feeling the soft fabric, and as soon as I lift it, I see it's nothing more than a real fantasy. A beautiful Greek Goddess costume. Marga widened her eyes in a mischievous smile and I looked in disbelief at the outfit that came with some gray rope details and flowers of the same color. On the silver button that holds the garment at the shoulders was a tag, and I glanced at it. Persephone, Goddess of the earth and agriculture. Goddess of spring

Tired of waiting. “What do you want him to do?” she asked, her voice low, no longer bothered by Demeter’s presence. Demeter’s eyes gleamed with something dark, something scheming. “He will be the lure for Penelope.” The words hit Persephone like a jolt of lightning. Penelope. The mortal who looked so much like Persephone herself. The mortal who would be the perfect tool to set their plan into motion. Persephone's heart quickened, her thoughts swirling.

It was one of the last things she’d told me about Persephone before our falling out. Silvercloud had refused to mark Persephone wanting to wait, and Persephone took his words as an outright rejection, and the aftermath of her storming out got her kidnapped. It’s more comparable to the situation than Zio Chesed taking Crista’s yes to sex as consent to being marked.

She suddenly wipe her tears due to too much laughing. "Look! We had a guest. She's the famous Artemis from olympus, right your dearest and most treasured best friend." She caressed artemis hair. Persephone hold her hand and twisted it. "Touch her you bitch and i'll send you again in the pit of hell." She's about to lift her hand when a car from behind them shout at them to move their car aside. "Πόρνη" Persephone last word before she passed out.

Persephone added. My shoulders slumped, and my eyes fell to the floor. In my research over the years, I learned that curses are almost impossible to break. The only way to for sure break a curse was to kill the one who created it. If Izaris tied her life to the Universe, then how would it be possible to kill her? A thought suddenly occurred to me, and before I fully formulated it, I snapped my eyes to Hades and Persephone. “Can Hunter kill her?”