Persephone Lover Novels & Stories

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

But this did not faze Penelope as she hurried giving her luggages to the bus driver who was helping her load it. “I need to make sure of something.” She did not even look at the lass, only focusing on making certain she forgot nothing. “When will you be back?” Selene was slowly falling into despair. The little ounce of hope she had left faded. “I don’t know, dear.” With those words coming out of Penelope’s mouth, Selene surrendered to her faith, her face losing all its liveliness and color. Pre-occupied with her things, she hardly took bothered with it, thinking the young woman understood.

I paused, drawing the parchment scroll from my sleeve and placing it heavily onto the obsidian table. "But before the inquiry begins, I have evidence for you all to review." The Head Councilor took the scroll. The moment he unrolled it, his brows locked together. "This is." "Three pieces of evidence." My voice was not loud, but every word pierced the air in that chamber. "Exhibit A: An audio recording of Rowan Cross and his adopted sister Isolde having an affair in a car in the Forbidden Forest. The date is the night of our seventh mating anniversary."

I want him to make something! Vincent did not answer her. His eyes remained fixed on the clothes she was wearing. "That's the nightgown I bought for Nina. She never wore it even once!" Serena misunderstood his meaning, grabbing the neckline with a shy expression. "The nightgown is very comfortable. I love it. Be gentle later, don't tear it." Vincent had a splitting headache. He pushed Serena away and scolded her harshly. "I've already told you I'm not interested in you! My mate will only ever be Nina. You don't deserve to wear her clothes or touch her things!"

She is a girl with a kind soul and beautiful heart. "I’ve told you to confess your feelings to him several times now but you didn't... But it's okay. I know he loves you too. I don't have a single doubt on that. I’ve seen it in his eyes when he looks at you, how much he loves you." Cathy said, caressing her hair. "Yes and I am sure he wouldn’t even dream of denying our decision. He loves you too much to let this slip away. Let him come, and we can discuss ceremonial details." Thomas replied.

She desired to have 100 such wounds at that moment. Vivian read her face for a moment and then started undressing her .the knot on her gown wouldn’t give way.Elsa seemed to enjoy his eagerness to unknot her gown.he forcefully tore the straps apart when he found it difficult .The fact that her gown was torn forever didn’t seem to matter to her in the least.Ripping her first layer out, he started digging his face frantically into her cleavage .How much she had missed it these days.4 days were like 4 months.She clutched his hair with her hands and lost all traces of consciousness ,ego or self-pride.She understood that true love meant surrendering everything.She felt it to be her utmost duty to

Samuel: Want more? Little Tease: It's so lonely and empty when you're not here, Master. Samuel: I gave you love seven times today. Isn't that enough? Little Tease: Are you coming over, Master? I'm yours tonight, do whatever you want… Samuel's reply was short. Samuel: I'm coming. Isabella turned the tablet off, her heart sinking as she closed her eyes in pain. She thought she had stopped caring, but seeing those messages again felt like a brutal punch to the gut.

I didn’t. I crossed the room and sat on the edge of her bed. For a moment, neither of us spoke. I reached out slowly, giving her time to pull away. She didn’t. My fingers brushed her hair back from her forehead, and her face crumpled for half a second before she turned it into a scowl. “I’m fine,” Persephone said, her tone sharp and utterly unconvincing. “I know,” I whispered. Her mouth trembled. She looked away. I stayed until her breathing evened, then went to Delilah.

he murmurs and caresses my shoulders taking extreme care of my back "There was always an undeniable willpower in your body, I knew it would hold out until we got to you. It was with such surprise that you were the one who came to us, with strength standing out in your eyes even though you had endured a lot of pain." "I want to kill them" I almost choke on my own saliva as I say the words with such fury "They need to pay for everything they've done!" "And they will" Cosmo sentences, puts an uneven strand behind my ear and looks deep into my eyes, into them, seeing my distorted soul "I promise to be your faithful companion, to love and serve you for the rest of my days, Persephone. I'm already

"I know it. I can feel it." "Child, I know." He reached out to brush the tears in her eyes, "But I want you to know that no matter what happens, no matter what anyone does. I love you. Cleon loves you, so does Fani even though she just met you. Anyone can see that you are perfect and if Leonidas does not see that-" "He can." Persephone said with pure confusion in her voice. "Why can you all not just see what I see?" Why did no one understand?