Siblings Of Persephone Novels & Stories

Hecate, Selene's sister, said it out of the blue. Hecate appeared next to Selene, and her red gaze held a lot of aggression and authority.

That banquet had changed so many things. Circe was locked in the cold-iron tide-cell, her Siren Pearl gone, her singing throat gone. Every time she tried to curse Orson and me, the seal of truth at her brow forced her to say, "Vera is Lord Theron's own sister. Orson is the Divine Court's own brother. I slandered them. I cannot afford to pay."

Our father, Eses, the God of Skies, was clearly surprised to hear what my sister and I said. "Are you sure? You two have followed Guerrian and Dexaldir everywhere since childhood." "We're sure, Father." When we left the Celestial Palace with the imperial decree in hand, my sister and I finally lost the composure that we had been forcing ourselves to keep. We hugged each other. My sister, Azena, wiped away my tears. "Bydona, don't cry. This is our chance at revenge."

“Because blood isn't the only thing that can be inherited.” Celeste looked upward. “Show yourself.” “You're finally beginning to understand.” A screen illuminated. Elias appeared. Older than the photograph. Thin. Sharp-eyed. Alive. Celeste stared at him. “You're my grandfather.” “Yes.” “You experimented on me.” “Yes.” “You created Eve.” “Yes.” “You connected my blood to Lucien's.” Elias smiled. “No.” Celeste's brow furrowed. “You just said—” “I connected Eve to Lucien's family long before either of you were born.”

Should that happen, she feared reprisals from the unforgiving dark lord. She was rapidly learning that there were just as many disadvantages to being in the dark lord’s eye as there were advantages. Maybe more. After all, she’d witnessed him killing several of her siblings on various occasions for disappointing him and he’d allowed her to behead Sybil without a moment’s hesitation. She learned later that Sybil was one of his prize witches. Yet, he let her die. No, she had to find a way out of that cage and punish those who locked her into it before she, herself, was punished.

I cross my arms over my body and listen to what she has to say. “My sister Persephone would like to know if she can go for a run on your territory after dinner,” Amari asks in a sympathetic tone, “You see, she is one of the few of our kind that lives most of her life as a wolf. We brought her as a consultant so she can evaluate the land parcel we purchased. Being in human form is...well, it's difficult for her. She doesn’t connect well with people.” I look at her blankly for a moment. ‘My sister’. Persephone, also known as Cora, is Amari’s sister. Amari is one of the Manae too.

Something that with the right push; could be destroyed. Persephone stepped forward, timidly pulling herself from the ground as she glanced upon the young immortal that remained unmoving on the ground; her eyes wide with fear. Though, despite her own mind making the situation seem all the more terrifying, she turned her head towards Hades, bravely pushing her shoulders back. “You cannot treat a child in such a manner; she is not a pet, Hades. She is your niece. Family. Have you no shame?”

I murmured. “ I guess, you're right,” mom chuckled briefly. “ Selene and Amphitrite were sisters; twin sisters to be precise with Selene being the older twin. I won't go into much details but during the most devastating war thousands of years ago, Amphitrite had to protect Selene’s daughter but she could only do that using a small clan from the hamlet her sister had formed who worshipped her since they lived by the riverside. The clan members hid Selene’s daughter until the war was over so as a reward for their commitment and help, Amphitrite gave them supernatural abilities and they became the second family to be directly intertwined with a crucial spiritual being,” mom concluded. “ Ohh, no

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.”

The back of the pendant has the letter ‘E’ engraved on it. I am so confused. But my kids are safe. Whatever test Steff performed, they appear to have passed. I know Steff would never harm them. She has plans for them. “I know what the chains mean,” Dylan says to us all. He looks at me. “Selene’s older twin brother Helios, god of the sun.” He points to Jack. “Selene, goddess of the moon.” He points to Darcey. “Their younger sister Eos. Goddess of the dawn. The pendants represent the siblings. But why?”