Persephone Novels & Stories

"Beauty is nothing when you're unloved." Eloise is a rare beauty with fair skin and mesmerizing lilac eyes. Despite becoming an orphan at a young age, she has always been strong-willed. However, one night she makes a mistake and gets entangled with Cedrick, the alpha. Unfortunately, that one mistake became the start of Eloise's misery. But she is not one to give up easily. Now, Eloise faces a difficult decision. Will she choose to fight and escape her fate, or will she succumb to her circumstances?

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.

"You don’t actually hate her scent. You hate that it makes you crave her." I growled low in my throat. "Shut up, Knox." The moment I turned toward the entrance of the chamber, a high-pitched, honeyed voice cut through the darkness. "Hades! My love!" The sound made my teeth grind. Persephone stood at the threshold of the dungeon, but she didn’t step inside. Her expression twisted in horror as she took in the bloodstained floor, the chained prisoners, the thick stench of death that clung to the air like a second skin.

“How long has it been in testing?” “6 months,” Ms Rose, at least, had enough understanding of ethics to blush at her admission. “The results of my experiments have been promising. My data shows an 87% efficacy rate. I’m calling it Project Persephone.” My lips curled up into a knowing smirk as I made the immediate connection. Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Goddess of Death and Rebirth. Looking up, I asked. “I assume you have a Warden in mind.” Hunter’s face turned to mine, his gaze steely.

“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.

I pause…”And I wanted to heal her…” I say looking up and Selene nods… “Exactly…. And this is your warning…. If you heal anyone again, you WILL die.” My eyes widen, but she smiles, hugging me, “Congratulations on getting Cassandra and congrats on finding your mate when you do…” she hugs me tighter. “It may seem unfair, but I promise, it’ll be okay… read the books and find your powers… you have four more.” I smile, feeling her love, when suddenly my body shakes, “MIA! MIA! WAKE UP!” Veronica screams.

God, we're talking about Paris, I don't even have a penny to my name, where am I going to get those expensive feather pillows from? I'm dead, not even a year of cleaning could pay for those pillows. Damn bitch. I cursed under my breath, not wanting her to hear, nor to witness what my eyes were seeing. I felt a lump in my throat, I went for that dog, and even though I had no idea where to put her, I grabbed her and carried her in my arms. Think, Gisela, don't take too long, Lucero could come out at any moment and see all the mess this demon's daughter has made.

I had rejected both of them. Because either time when my stomach had grumbled with hunger, I had remembered grandma's words. If this place, by any chance, was Underworld then I wasn't supposed to eat the food. The legend said how Persephone got stuck in the Underworld just because she ate few pomegranate seeds there. She had no way out. I sounded so crazy. And I missed grandma so much. "Do you want new clothes?" Her pale skin was hard not to notice. It was paler than Hayden's, more translucent. But she seemed polite.