Roman Name Persephone Novels & Stories

Samael laughs quietly at different distractions. He puts a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Look. Pomegranate sweet wine, fresh from Hades' groves. You must try some. Persephone lost her heart to Hades over it. It wasn't six red seeds she ate as the myths lead one to think: it was six sweet sips of this intoxicating aphrodisiac that convinced her to stay in the underworld. Vintage of Hades is always sweet, not full of wrath like the vines from Up Above.”

Definitely not who she was looking for. Just when she was about to pass the sixth name, she paused and the name aloud: "D. Reyes — Event Support, contracted through Vine Entertainment's hospitality division." She paused for a minute before jumping to her feet abd running back to the bedroom. She pulled the second journal from beneath the floorboard panel she'd created during her first week in the apartment, turned to a section and traced her finger against each word.

"Shall I let her in?" Caramia could only nod her head and Rogier smiled before he walked back out into the hall to retrieve Persephone. When the enchanting lady followed Rogier into the kitchen, Caramia could only stare at the dark haired goddess with the same mischievous green eyes and smirk as her brother. She swallowed, trying desperately to speak, but words failed to form. "Shocking, I know," Persephone sighed, flowing towards her in that obviously expensive dress. She took off her hat and gazed at her. "Yes, my brother asked me to come and fetch you, but I needed to see for myself the type of soul you truly are."

. “I’ll take her with me.” He eyed on Ronald. “I am simply following rules here, sir. Please excuse us, the guests are waiting for her arrival.” Ronald rebutted calmly. Nick then faced me, “Why are you doing this Lucy? I have long expressed my feelings for you, but I didn’t have any chance of being with you and yet you decided to get married to somebody you don’t even know?” I got a little frustrated “Nick, can we talk some other time? My parents are waiting for me I’m sorry I have to go.” With that he loosened his grip, “Promise me that we will talk about this.” His head down. “I promise.” Having said that he let go of my arm and I made my way inside the car. I was relieved that Nick didn’t

I frown at her slightly, wishing I knew her name, wishing I could respond to her clear excitement. She smiles brightly, flashing a set of pearly white teeth. "Don't worry, I know about your memory loss. No worries that you don't remember me. I'm Persephone, and you and I were very good friends." Persephone. I wish I had studied Greek mythology more frequently now, as I search my brain for answers. After a moment, it comes to me. "The Goddess of Spring. Queen of the Underworld." "That's right!" She beams, offering me a nod. "It's been a while since I've seen you. I'm glad you're back and well."

“Where have I heard that name from?” “Persephone is the Goddess of Spring and the daughter of Zeus and Demeter's daughter.” She hands Carmine Chickpea. “You know Idris is correct about incest. After all, Demeter is his sister. Persephone is also married to her uncle Hades or Pluto whatever name you prefer to call him. And has a son named Zagareus and a daughter named Melinoe with him.” Wisdom doesn’t stop walking. Carmine stares at Wisdom wondering how she knows all of this about the Greek Gods. Then he chalked it up as she must have studied it in school.

Harry exclaimed with an exaggerated British accent as he pretended to take down notes in the air, “Do continue. We’d love to hear you simp!” “Fuck you,” Alastor snapped, feeling his cheeks growing warm. “Aw, love you too, man!” “But don't you see, Alpha?” Sean demanded, “The eyes, the shadows, hell that sword: she looked and acted like she might be... Proserpina.” "Wait… the underworld's queen?" Harry blurted out. “No moron, that's Queen Persephone,” Sean muttered, groaning tiredly under his breath, “...there's a difference. Proserpina is the daughter of Hades. She’s the goddess of shadows: keeper of death, princess and only heir of the underworld.”

“Ah… Persephone and Dionysus. Come here. Join our Hades.” Persephone; The Greek Goddess and the lover of Hades. She was petite and a curvy young woman with pinkish skin, pink eyes, dark red hair. She was so beautiful in the behold of the eyes. Sabrina was pretty but Persephone exuded a different charm entirely. Dionysus; the god that was associated with wine, vegetation, pleasure, festivity, and wild frenzy. He looked elegant, good looking with long flowing white glowing hair over his shoulder. And seemed drunk too.

aren't you afraid? — Not with you by my side, you idiot. — I approach your lips. — Persephone didn't want Hades, but he insisted... one day she fell in love with him, then she understood that there was no point in going if a piece of her would stay with him. Persephone is the Goddess of light..., but she didn't mind being the queen of darkness. — I whispered and closed my eyes, tense and panting.

I couldn't even see her anymore. "Kamara" I heard her call my name. "Demeter, the goddess of harvest and Zues the god of the sky had a daughter. Persephone the goddess of springtime, vegetation and the underworld" I heard her talk. "Okay?. Where is all this going?" I asked to the space around me because I really couldn't see anyone "Be patient" another female voice gently scolded me. "One day, when Persephone the young goddess was gathering flowers by the stream, Hades the brother of Zeus and god of the underworld abducts her. Zeus and Demeter kept asking for her.