Sino Si Hestia Novels & Stories

But Lukas told me there is only one mate for everyone. "Hi, I don't think we've met before" I croaked, awkwardly waving at her. The Greek Goddess warmly smiled, her eyes shifting towards my stomach. Hestia is the virgin goddess of the hearth, the right ordering of domesticity, the family, the home, and the state. So it was natural she would find out about my pregnancy. But she didn't make a move to touch my stomach or anything which I felt relieved at. "Congratulations Queen" "Oh, thank you."

“I haven’t seen you here before.” “My son just started last week, and he’s already made a lot of friends. I’m Hera, by the way. That’s my son, Blazt, and my daughter Hestia. She seems to be friends with your daughter already.” I looked at the group of little girls and immediately recognized Hestia. She looked just like her mother. “Oh yes, that’s my daughter, Daphne. And this little one here is Yiannis, he’s nine months old,” I said, smiling.

Hecate said, complimenting Hestia, and all can Hestia do is blush. Then Hestia gave Hecate a sweet smile through the mirror then reply. "Thank you, love." She replied, grateful. Then Hecate pulled away her arms from Hestia's waist, so she can start putting on some clothes. [Hecate] I walked inside our walk-in closet and I can Hestia, admiring herself, in front of the whole body mirror. She's wearing a grey Hollow out one-piece swimsuit. I just stood to the side, just admiring her from afar. Then she tied her hair up into a messy bun, making her more beautiful.

I held my knees tighter, trying to put as much distance as I could between myself and them. "Very clever." Mama said in a voice that wasn't hers. "Indeed. She is full of potential. Like you always bragged." Kara answered. In a voice that didn't sound like hers. "I'm Luna." Mama said. "Hestia." Kara replied. " We could not show you our real forms. It would upset a lot of things. Especially as you are not meant to be here." Luna, Goddess of the moon and Hestia, Goddess of Fire. How was that even possible?

Come on, answer me. There was silence. The only thing Hestia could hear was the sound of Grace's even breathing. Hestia paused, then took Grace's hand and smiled. "Rest, then. You've had a long day," she said. Grace slept well that night. The next day, she woke up early and followed Hestia to the photography exhibition. Hestia wasn't just the mother of Xander Fulton, the president of Fulton Group. She was also Sunny, one of the top three travel bloggers on Instagram.

“Is that so? Then look behind you, little cursed one.” In the direction Dante pointed, a woman emerged from the trees. Her long, raven black hair fell to her waist, and her eyes glowed with an icy blue coldness. It was Hestia. The pack’s healer. The she wolf who, according to gossip, had admired Silas since childhood and never left his side.

Then they began to gather around the two goddesses, greeting them with warm words. "Demeter, my dear sister, welcome back home!" one of the goddesses spoke. Her mother bowed to her. Persephone recognized the kind-looking woman as Hestia, the oldest sister of the Olympians. She was dressed in a simple dress and her throne was a plain wooden throne with a white woolen cushion. Although there were twelve gods, Persephone could only see eleven thrones in the room. Zeus rose from his seat and came towards her. His smile was dazzling and kind. His eyes were the color of the sky. He took her delicate hand in his and kissed it. Persephone greeted her father back with a bow.

He led Hesper to put down the suitcases before turning to face her. He felt that Hesper was beautiful when he took a glance at her just now. He did not expect that she was even more stunning when he took a closer look at her. "Are you Zenovia's assistant?" Hesper shook her head. "I'm her designer, and I'm one of the guests on this reality show too. My name is Hestia." It was only then the coordinator knew who she was. When Zenovia contacted them, she told them that she would only join the reality show if they included one more person, and that person was Hestia.

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.

They would somehow procure their bodies and do justice to them. As much as they were a bunch of backstabbing snitches, they went to great lengths to honour their dead. But they didn't deserve the right to honour Fiona, and I wasn't going to give it to them. I laid her carefully next to Peggy, making sure to close their eyes for them. "Hestia, maiden goddess of the hearth and home. Let your embers guide these souls to a glorious afterlife. And let their ashes soar through the sky, forever carried by the winds they enjoyed while they lived." I prayed as I stretched my hand out over Fiona and Peggy.