Poseidon Athena Novels & Stories

Chaos said. “That’s what I mean about being ‘the dominant one’. All Aria had to do was command him to stop and yet she made him bow down. Her instincts are as strong as ours. But now we know that when Zeus tries to command her, she won’t back down.” Eros said. “Was Zeus pulled to her or was he just with his brothers when Aria first found out about herself?” Chaos asked. “He was drawn to her but not as strongly as Hades was. Poseidon was drawn with about the same pull as Zeus. She must have some sort of water affinity; we haven’t worked on it yet.” Gaia said.

Athena chirped. “Athena!” Valerie cautioned, dropping her cutlery noisily. “You won’t speak to your grandfather that way. Apologize to him right now!” I chuckled. “Come on Valerie, Athena is just being Athena as always.” Like they all knew, Athena’s my favorite. She was the strongest after Zeus. And could probably rival the old bones like us if given the chance. She was my hope, the one that could lead my family to higher greatness since Zeus was a failed project.

Alessio replied the text message back at once, "okay, lead him and his escorts to the house we have prepared for him. Plus how many escorts did he came with?" Took a while before Alessio got a response, "Sir, we have a problem. The god of war from Aurora Isnald is insisting on lodging in the house beside the supreme house. We have no idea why. He came with only five hundred soldiers and a female assistant." Alessio became troubled at once and then he immediately whispered to Derrick telling him about the trouble on ground. Or may it wasn't a trouble but why would he want to lodge in the house beside the supreme house.

She reaches for my hands and gently pulls them into her lap. “I am saying that yes, Zeus and you are forbidden because of something his ancestor, Seleste Athens, caused. She altered the course of history. She made your kind suffer while humans basked in glory.” She pauses, watching me. I hadn't even remembered that Zeus was a descendant of Seleste Athens. The woman who had started all this a thousand years ago. The wife of Cross Athens. The man who had been the best friend of my own ancestor, Scar Denvers. A hybrid.

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

I answered truthfully. "Then come with me, my Aphrodite. Join me in immortality. Become one with me and let us rule this world together. With you by my side, we can continue to live in luxury and we can go against the kings of kings. With you by my side, we will become invincible. With you by my side, people will whisper our names and they will fear even the very ground that we step on. With you by my side, my Aphrodite, we will be...untouchable."

He, the god Poseidon and the god Zeus were the ones who built the peaceful Mount Olympus as it is today. “Why did I come here? Could there be news coming from hell?” At this time, Poseidon opened his mouth so that the air was no longer cold. Here, the god Poseidn is still the largest, so his authority is only inferior to Zeus, the owner of Olympus. ”

He sensed Zeus’ stare and he let out a sigh. “Well, so far I haven’t done anything. Do you think that your son is also strong? I might want to test his skills one of these days.” Hades continued with a sinister smile, his eyes flashed cunningly. Poseidon clenched his fists tightly, turning his knuckles white, and gritted his teeth. He was livid at Hades’ provocation. A suffocating, terrifying breath of aura emit from his body toward Hades but the latter also released a powerful aura toward Poseidon as a counterattack.

he drawled calmly. "That was Poseidon, god of the seas. Everyone knows that he is a jolly good fellow, always partying and dining but is very greedy with his treasures. But Hades, is sensitive, depressed, and irritable. Very short-tempered and quick to lash out," she countered. "There were other gods besides Poseidon," he said frowning at her obvious neglect of his accomplishments. "Yes, I know, there was Aeolus, god of the wind. Demeter, goddess of the harvest and seasons. Apollos, god of light, prophecy, healing, and plague," she listed them out.

The vision shifted: Atlantean raiders stormed Athenian shores beneath a moonlit sky, their weapons flashing as fire spread along the coastline. Inside Athens’ castle, Cassandra stood in her chamber—a striking woman with deep blue eyes, her curly hair cascading over the folds of her flowing dress. Thalasso’s voice grew solemn. “You see… Poseidon cast his eye upon Cassandra, daughter of King Aegeus, and asked for her hand in marriage. But the king of Athens refused. So Poseidon took matters into his own hands…” The image darkened, the tone heavy. “As though struck by a lovespell, Poseidon seized Cassandra against her will, bewitched by her beauty. Yet beneath that delicate facade burned defian