Poseidon Olympus Novels & Stories

He got up from her body and sat on his knees, both on either side of her body. He looked divine, but not like Zeus, but like Hades like there was darkness in his body and soul. A strike of thunder shone through the room, illuminating his body, and now he looked like the Norse gods, so beautiful and dangerous. She had always been afraid of thunder, for she didn’t have parents to hug her to sleep when she was scared, but this thunder didn’t scare her as she was in the presence of more terrifying horror. HIM. A sound brought her attention back; he pulled the string of his sweatpants and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Don’t, please, anything but this,” she joined her hands on the headboard.

"I'm so worried, Elle. You know that Ivy is—she was once a weak woman, and it's only natural that I worry about her now." "Yes, she was once a weak and naive woman, but you already know how strong she is; she has become a powerful woman who has also mastered the magic and abilities passed down to her from Poseidon, Max. You know Poseidon, right? He is the god who rules the ocean. So don't ever doubt her, okay?" Mirielle was about to end the conversation, but Max again stopped her. "Elle, wait! What about the twins? Are they okay?"

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. .

“This goes several millennia ago when humans first came to be. Apart from animals and your flora and fauna, the earth was also inhibited by beings called the ‘Old Gods‘.“ “Old Gods?“ “Yes, the old Gods, or what mythology calls the Titans & Olympians. You have surely heard of them, Zeus, Poseidon, Ares, and the list goes on. These Old Gods were deities of unique elements that represent nature and life, like Poseidon was the God of Sea, Ares was the God of War, and of course, Zeus was the chief deity amongst them, the God of Sky and the atmosphere.“ My head is going to burst. I can’t believe we are talking about Gods & Goddesses. I want to believe Avo, but can this all be true? But one look at

I inhaled greedily when his ambrosial scent of woods and the ocean invaded my nose. “Why don't you rest now? I’ll have someone by her side,” he murmured against my ear. “No. I want to stay with her.” “I talked to the Doc. She’s doing fine.” Straightening, Zeus appeared beside me, and I swallowed. He was dressed in a tight black button down and dress pants. The few buttons at the top were open, giving an alluring view of his muscled chest. His eyes darkened, knowing exactly where my thoughts lied. Carnal heat poured out of him, snaking through the distance between us and wrapping its tendrils around me. He leaned back down in a breath and claimed my lips, his fingers folding around my neck, t

“And he looks more dashing. How old is he now? Like forty? Forty-five? You, in the middle of those three gods, were just so hilarious.” “Cal must be Hades,” Bethany smirked but looked at me, lifting a brow as she waited for me to agree. I shook my head and heaved a deep sigh. “He’s annoying,” I muttered, my lips pouting. If I were to compare them to the Olympus gods, Cal would be Zeus because of his cunning personality, but he could be Poseidon because of his bad temper. “I agree. He’s…” Marga giggled. “a panty-melter. He could be Adonis.”

A sharp kick to my face sent me sprawling backward. My eyes burned as sand and dirt scraped against them. I gasped, my hand flew straight to my bleeding nose. “Who is your Luna?” Cynthia sneered. “I am no Luna to a useless omega.” I trembled, my body screaming in exhaustion. “Please, ma… I didn’t do anything. I am just a lowly omega.” She squatted and yanked my hair up with her fingers, dragging it so hard I felt my scalp pulling out, “An Omega that's mated to my man, my husband!” she hissed in anger before pushing my head back, “You're not innocent Omega, Daphne. Like I said earlier, I have heard about you!”

Raphael turned and headed out. Outside, Gerard was in the pool, his arms slicing through water, his legs kicking. “Stop showing off,” Raphael said. Gerard straightened up, slicking his wet hair back. His eyes lit up as they met mine, and, just like an omega, my heart throbbed. Of course, I was an omega now. It made sense for me to be attracted to an Alpha like him. I let my eyes trail down every muscle that rippled through his abdomen. The water that clung to his skin, trickling down, like they were licking his skin.

This was not because of the power of Olympus, but because of the strength of Hades himself. Poseidon was no different. The god of the waves had expanded his influence by assimilating all the seas and oceans in the 2nd Heaven. He had taken all they had to offer, to the extent that he had found nothing else to conquer within the 2nd Heaven and had been forced to explore the world outside the 2nd Heaven. His absence was centred around becoming the god of every heaven’s waves.