Poseidon Novels & Stories

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

He ruled the third tier, but I could see how even, Kian Poseidon, he was paying his respect. Kian Poseidon, the leader of the first tier, the strongest tier, his air had a different feeling to it, negative feeling, all death and red and black. He was dark, darker any shade of black I have ever seen. His white skin was just a coating of how ugly his soul his.

Lady Aphrodite and Lord Eros have dropped in. And strangely, or maybe it’s not so strange given my family, Lord Poseidon has visited. He and his brother seem to have one thing in common. They have both used me as an excuse to see someone else. I don’t speak of it, as it’s not my business. But Lord Poseidon seems to think being blind means being deaf and dumb as well.

"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

Beside him, there was a statue of Amphitrite herself, the beautiful and serene goddess, with flowing hair and a gentle smile on her face. Further along, they saw a statue of Thalassa, the primordial goddess of the sea, embodying its vastness and mystery. Her statue seemed to ripple like water, as if alive with the eternal essence of the ocean. Nearby, there was a statue of Triton, son of Poseidon and messenger of the sea, depicted with his conch shell trumpet in hand, ready to announce his father's commands.

Grunting and shouting as they slammed each other into any hard surface they could find. Sebastien led them back to where Grimmor lay. He’s taunting Rasmus. Fucking idiot doesn’t realise those blue eyes have to mean he’s the most powerful vampire in history. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Sebastien is a traitor but I can’t let Rasmus win. I need to pick my moment. If they can weaken each other sufficiently, I can end them both one after the other with little effort.

as I licked the water from his body. Orlan seems to look like Poseidon, the god of the sea in Greek mythology... Well! He's a little different from Poseidon. Poseidon is a deity in mythology associated with water or various bodies of water. Poseidon is a bearded, older man usually pictured with seashells and other sea life. Poseidon often holds a trident. On the other hand, Orlan doesn't have a beard but he's sexy like Poseidon. Orlan has the aure of that of the water god, and he's currently holding a s

after saying that there a cheer that sounded like thunder claps , it turns out that they jubilate like Thier size. After quieting down , she looks at Gemini and smiles " do you have something to say female" Gemini looks at the two me. Who had very angry faces on and grimace ' calm down guys , it's just sex' " well chief verona, we seek the 2nd monument of the gods" she nods and looks at her pitifully " in that case you have to breed for us and then you must be able to breed with oslof, he is the biggest man here and I tell you I don't envy you, he is the custodian of the blue heart Stone"

The power rolling off him is potent, and I fight the urge to bow to him. “You know who I am, boy?” he asks, and I gulp and shake my head. “No, sir, I don’t,” he chuckles, and Gaia watches us. “You have his and her eyes. No matter, you have come here for something, so let me introduce myself to you,” he says and I think, my eyes they are similar to Asteria’s and Poseidon’s. “My name is Kronos. I am the father of Poseidon, Hades, and Zeus.”

“Here we go. What is your name.” “Leila Clarke.” “What is your age?” “27.” “What is your favourite colour?” “Midnight or ocean blue.” “What is your favourite outfit?” “Leggings and a comfortable top.” “What is your favourite season?” “Winter.” “What is your favourite holiday?” “It’s not a holiday but May the 14th,” I smiled at Nick and for the first time ever I saw him blush. Claire paused a second working out the date and gave me a quick hug. “Who is your best friend?”