Poseidon Athena Novels & Stories

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

A week later, that theory was shattered. Lord Poseidon, Zeno, came to visit Lady Ismene. He was a handsome, imposing man, his presence filling the room with the scent of the sea. He was polite, his smile warm, but his eyes held a weary, distant sadness. As he spoke with Ismene, I happened to glance at Mitha, who stood by the door. She was utterly still, her posture rigid, her gaze fixed on a spot on the floor, deliberately, pointedly avoiding looking at him. And when Zeno’s gaze swept the room, it too seemed to stutter and skip over her, as if she were a void he refused to acknowledge.

From the Familia that wields the greatest impact, to the lowest of them all. Dimitris Aetos, as the head of the Zeus Familia, god of the sky and lightning, the red tattoo on a Zeus familia being an Eagle. Michalis Laskaris, as the head of the Poseidon Familia, god of waters, horses, seas and earthquakes, the red tattoo on a Poseidon familia being a Horse. Charilaus Diamandis, as the head of the Apollo Familia, god of archery, healing sun and light, music and prophecy, the red tattoo on an Apollo familia being a Swan .

Atlantis, without the power of the crystal, will lose the battle. Milo's wingly, realizing the lost of her power, was suddenly in frenzy too. "Gaylia, steady girl!" he commanded helplessly. As soon as an enemy warpod came chasing after them, Gaylia darted away fast with all its might. She was out of control and Milo had to hang on like a ragged doll. Gaylia is reputed to be one of the fastest flying wingly in all of Atlantis so Milo surmise that at the speed she's engaged in flying scared, they would go beyond the island's sky boundaries in no time, which they certainly did.

I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. He cocked his head, looking at me strangely. “What?” I asked. “Why did you say it like that? You put Poseidon above Zeus. No one does that. Zeus is the King of the Gods. He is placed above all.” he explained. “I exist because of Poseidon. He is the one that gifted the bull who would sire me to Minos. He is the one that cursed my mother with lust for the bull after Minos angered him. So it is the God of the Sea who set into motion my creation.” I explained.

She beamed proudly. All the young women talked to Damen for what seemed like an eternity. Then there were Oceanides. "Their name has the ocean in it but they have nothing to do with the seas unless we have parties of course; they are the nymphs of freshwater; daughters of Oceanus and Tethys." "Is Poseidon going to be here? "Nah, he only attends major religious festivals and is busy the rest of the time. Pontus and Thalassa are barely here as well."

Hades said so Athena immediately flared up. "What? As if we don't look alike! If I look like one then you are too," Athena said. She even rolled her eyes at him. Both of them look at each other with annoyance. Zelo and I called their names together. They look like cats and dogs who can't stop fighting.

They stared at me with cold, hidden fury, but it only made her more beautiful. I had always been attracted to Athena, but why hadn’t I made her my Luna, and treated her specially? Why didn’t I see the load of goodness I had been given? The moon goddess had given me a mate she knew would be perfect for me, but I had pursued another. Athena was perfect in every way. Now that she could see, her beauty was irresistible. She looked a little bustier, and I hated to think that she could have given birth because two years had passed, and some months had followed too. It was enough time for her to give birth, and be the mother of a charming toddler.

He looked like he was having a hard time reminiscing about its history. Aphrodite came to the rescue, "Right! Most of us have been friends since then. We grew up in slums, doing different jobs in order to survive and fulfill the needs of our rumbling stomachs. Me, being the face of cybersex, Dionysus... who used to rob the general's main house, Hermes and Ares as the known thieves in town, and then there's Zeus who abducted people for ransom... Athena who was once a stripper, Apollo as a drug addict..." My widening eyes went to Apollo. He smiled as he waved at me. "And Poseidon... the sex slave." What...

Monique came in, calmly sitting on the empty couch where Tina was. "Oh, come on. I wasn't going to do anything." Poseidon said. Monique scoffed at him, "I'll deal with my sisters. You deal with yours. Zeus is looking for you." Poseidon stood up, brushing off the imaginary dirt off his expensive suit, "Fine. He probably just wants to ask why the Horae is suddenly making a scene because of some garden that you apparently destroyed." Alice snorted, gaining Poseidon and Monique's attention. "Just go. I'll deal with this," Monique told the god, who promptly left the room.