Persephone Lover Novels & Stories

She gets embarrassed and sinks down into the water. He looks shocked. He never knew that about her. He never could have guessed that even after all those years. Her siren half was dormant for years until she lost her lover two almost three years ago. “Iris?” He realizes she’s still underwater and yanks her up. “Are you trying to drown? You can’t just say something like that then try to disappear” he screams at her. “I can’t drown..” she whispers.

Goose, the little traitor, pranced right over and curled around her ankles, purring like he’d known her forever. “See?” she said triumphantly, pointing down at him. “This poor gato brought me here. I couldn’t just let him get lost.” “Gato,” I repeated slowly. “That means cat, right?” “Yes!” Her eyes lit up like I’d solved some great mystery. “Exactly. I was following him. Like in Whisper of the Heart.” I blinked at her. “Whisper of the what now?” Her jaw dropped. She clutched her notebook tighter like I’d just insulted her family. “Whisper of the Heart, the Studio Ghibli movie! You’ve never seen it?”

‘I’ll see you very soon my love. ‘I love you’ I whisper and before I get the chance to say anything else, he’s gone. My heart stings as it feels him leave me, further and further as he makes his way through the woods, past where my pack resides and to the opposite side of our town. I made a quick attempt to tidy my room and dispose of any kind of his scent, including the scent he’d left on me. I showered off his smell and his touch, I hated this part, I didn’t want to have to shower it away every time, but I also couldn’t just risk anyone being able to get a whiff of his scent on my fur.

Even if it was cursed it was their love in the end. Their Cursed Love. ____________________________________ THE END Hope you guys loved the story. Thanks for all the support and love. Don't forget to follow me on I* guys it's mirah_selim for my upcoming stories information. Till the next story adios

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.

I was in love with her before my memory loss, that I can tell and even now I am still in love with her, and Ashra help me that I don't break rules because of this maiden. Her fingers fisted my shirt to my back, my hips pinning her to the door. I deepened the kiss, drinking in her taste. She lifted her hand…a moment of hesitation…and then she slipped it to the back of my head. My hair slid through her fingers. The electric sparks of desire shot straight down my back, pulsing where our hips connected.

"Do not mistake pity for love. You are a Nymph Demeter found half-dead in the snow. Persephone is Zeus's daughter. Did you really think I would choose you over a throne?" Celeste went white. I had once hated her enough to imagine this moment. Now it only made me tired. Apollo had not changed. He had simply pointed his cruelty in a new direction. He turned back to me as if exposing her had proved his devotion. "There. It is finished. She means nothing. Give me one chance." "No." "Persephone." "You said I had to accept other women. You said I should be grateful for whatever respect you gave me. You hit me in front of the court and called it love. What exactly do you want me to return to?"

“If you do, you know you will lose all bets. So, on second thought. Lose, dear Uncle,” Everyone laughs as they watch Titan and Iris make love again. “She must really love him,” Athena jokes. “What exactly did you give him, Selene?” Hermes asks. “One that fits just right for her pleasure,” Selene smiles sweetly. “Design me a beast they can hold up like that please,” Persephone wiggles her eyebrows. Hades clears his throat making her roll her eyes at him. “I think I can make you scream well enough.” Persephone laughs at him but lets him hold her in a way she loves so much.

His former lover, the wh*re Gabrieal Perez, was coming after him, destroying things that held special significance to him. Like the first fight club he had set up, the Minotaur. Proserpina brushed back a tendril from her face as she thought of the first time she had been there; she had ended up in the arms of the Mafia Don, in his arms, making torrid love…losing her heart to him. Yes, that Club was special for her too, she thought wistfully. Sighing, she made her way to the stairs, greeting the maids absently. Her children were in school, the youngest twins were a handful and had been shuttled off to spend time with Melissa Lord during Proserpina’s absence.

“Now shut your trap, rat, and stop disrupting the peace in this bloody carriage.” Severus carries on, unaffected. “She’s next on our list before Princess Daphne. Otherwise you’d have to marry a lycan.” He scoffs. “Which is also not an option. So it’s her. How do you plan to convince a grieving widow to move on?” “She will,” Perseus says, voice laced with quiet confidence. “After she realizes how stupid he was. But I’m not here to marry her.” The carriage halts in front of the castle gates. From above, I watch the memory unfold like a scene from a play. Perseus’ expression changes. His eyes go wide with alarm.