Novel & Cerita Persephone X Hades

I had to try more subtle ways to get rid of him. I poured myself into work to find someone to get rid of the bastard. Persephone was slipping from my grasp and I knew now that it was not my imagination. She may wake up one day and decide she did not want to see me anymore. The quickest thing to do now was to mate with her and plant my seed in her as soon as possible. I could not tolerate any lapses. My awful day took a dive for worse when midnight came and Sylvia, with tears in her eyes, came to inform me Perse never made it back home. She had all but disappeared.

I bowed my head as I stood, helping Ismene-Eirene up. “You are welcome. And don’t fret. I am Hades, so I rarely leave the Underworld for anything but business. So, unless there will be souls to collect, we’ll be here ruling our domain and doting on our daughter.” Anicetus nodded. Persephone called for a servant to lead us to our rooms. “Have a good night,” Persephone said, gently lifting Chara from her bassinet. “Good night Lord Hades, Lady Persephone, and Lady Chara. Thank you for your hospitality.” Ismene-Eirene bowed her head.

I love talking to her, but once she gets started…’ I snorted. Morrigan took me to meet Persephone when she’d been teaching me. It was a treat to meet the goddess of my people. I’d spent a long time with her and Hades. That was how I knew Anders was nothing like the god. Hades got a bad wrap because he was a god of death... and the whole kidnapping his wife thing, but he was actually a very sweet man. Except when Persephone went to stay with her mother. Then he was just lonely and sad. Sometimes it made him irritable, but he was generally wonderful.

"Where else did I leave proof of daddy's hunger for you, baby girl? How much did I hurt you, Persephone?" Persephone. Goddess of death. Forced into wedlock against her will by Hades after he kidnapped her. Harmon didn't exactly kidnap me, but he did lock me up. Now he was talking about our marriage like I had no say in the matter. The parallels made me smile, despite the serious nature of what he unveiled to me as he lathered my body in soap. "If I'm going to be Persephone, I need to know everything Hades did before he became Zeus," I said in a shaky voice, daring to lather a loofah in body wash and take to washing his body too.

Zadicus replied honestly to his distress, giving a clear but unbearable response. “I reside in her heart, I live in her memories. I bet I never left her mind once, these eight years mean nothing. Can’t you see? My one presence changed the Persephone you created in all those eight years? The strongest warrior of Aziel, The Phoenix is still my Persephone in the end.” Smirking, Zadicus came closer recalling the hex he possesses over Persephone cracking Kriss’ heart because no matter, one of their hearts was going to shatter eventually.

] Persephone’s body jolted, surprised by the sudden telepathy. “What’s wrong, my love?” Hades asked affectionately. “She is talking inside my head.” She half-whispered, speaking small. Hades swiftly turned his head. “You are in a sticky situation, my nephews.” He mocked Hermes and the unconscious Perseus. Hermes had long sensed such presence. It was the familiar scent. Both desirable and undesirable. He used to fantasize about his life with that small lady, now, he was busy running away from her.

She raised her hand and touched Persephone. "I want her... someday... to find someone... like Hades too. But not like you, Cakeu." Rampage smiled and kissed her. "I will kill her future Hades if he's done her wrong, Love." He said before joining her on the bed and watches Persephone sleep. Melinoe and Zagreus came in, together with Macaria who was sleeping in her stroller.

' Erebus says in sorrow. 'Besides, it's not like I knew where she was. I could just sense her.' Erebus explains. Michael calms at this explanation. 'Is that why I felt a pulling in my heart when I first heard those nurses gossiping about him?' I ask with curiosity. 'Yes, it was.' Eos says smiling. I smile at Michael. 'Wait how do you know we will have two kids?' Michael asks. 'It is a part of the prophecy.' Erebus says. 'What exactly does this prophecy say?' Michael asks with curiosity. ' The Moon Goddess and Hades will be brought together to merge their bloodlines bringing about two very powerful strong children that will bring peace between the vampires and werewolves as well as the werewo

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:

The meek, quiet woman who had withered in the Temple of Light was gone forever. "You are beautiful, Lyra," Hades said, appearing behind me. His eyes were full of awe. He took my hand and pressed a kiss to my fingertips. "Today, all the realms will witness you become my one and only, to share my throne and my eternity." When Hades and I walked side-by-side into the grand hall, the gods of Olympus were already assembled. Their faces were a mixture of astonishment and a complex, veiled discomfort. After all, just a few months ago, I had been Apollo's betrothed.