Persephone Nickname Novels & Stories

Gazing out from the window, she blew out a breath. Her heart begging to go hug them, specially him. She wanted to hear the nickname he always called her. The special one. She was always called the ‘Little Agostinio’ by her family. Sienna and Seraphina weren't identical but Seraphina was always mistaken as Agostino's younger twin. The similarities were immense.

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:

Delta Persephone boasted as I heard the phone changing hands. “Hale, hey. So …. Fuck… You aren’t going to… win. Now then. We got the name… Silvercloud… on the guy. We dug… of fuck… up everything we could from birth to today.” Persephone’s voice kept changing pitch, and I did not want to know what her mate was doing to her. I suppose she shouldn’t have challenged him.

I cringe, typing out 'Cassandra' in my phone and pressing save for contact information. Cassandra fucking Porsse. I press edit and immediately change 'Cassandra' to 'Peanut.' That's been my favorite nickname for her, mainly because it's the one to make her redder than the others. I have to admit, seeing those full cheeks of hers turn into a crimson color out of frustration with me makes my day.

Persephone winked “Guys I wrote the letter already” Seraphina confessed and Persephone g@sped She couldn’t bring herself to confess to Jove so she wrote him a letter “I hope it gets to him,,I didn’t add my name though,,but since I wrote it,,I feel so happy” Seraohina smiled “I can’t wait to get out of this place,honestly” Persephone said “In a month girl,in a month we will be free” Seraphina said

She’s wearing a blood-red silk dress that looks like she’s been sewn into it. She really is stunning. She does not take my breath away. Medus snarls in my mind, startling me with the sudden attention. His reaction is instantly hostile, like he’s recognised something that I haven’t. “I thought I saw you sneaking out here,” she says, smiling like we’re sharing a secret. “I’m Persephone. Who might you be?” I stare at her and breathe in without meaning to. The scent that drifts towards me is wrong. She doesn’t smell like werewolf, not even close. It’s something colder, like frost, so sharp it makes my nose tingle.

Hades arranged her comforter, “Are you okay,:Persephone?” Angelique waited for the doors to close. “Where am I?” “This is my room.” Angelique tried to get up but he pinned her to the bed. “What is wrong?” Angelique did not answer him. Instead, she wrestled and tried to overpower him. “Tell me what is wrong, Persephone. I--” “My name is not Persephone.” She interrupted. “My name is Angelique!” That stopped him. His grip on her arms loosened. She sat up.

I don’t even have his personal number. The young man looked at me as if I'm crazy. Crossing his hands, he observed me with a bored expression. “Are you new? Henry has a habit of changing his secretary, so I can’t keep up with the faces. What’s your name?” “Persefoni.” He arched his brows, undoubtedly waiting for a last name. “That’s all sir, my name is just Persefoni.”

I heard a familiar voice call my name. I turned to find Percy running towards me. He had uncle Emerson’s dark hair with Aunt Tally’s round eyes. His nose was small and he held that same playful look his mom did. He waved at me as he ran towards me. He was like an excitable puppy. He was an interesting hybrid. His wolf and banshee actually merged, causing his wolf to howl like a banshee now. I think he was one of very few hybrids who had actually merged instead of having two separate beasts inside them. “Hey, Perry. What’s up?” We decided a while back that I wouldn’t call him Percy. It was just too weird for me. He came up with the name Perry and that’s what I have called him since.

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”