Son Of Poseidon Novels & Stories

Minho and LJ moved in front of Javi, as if they could protect their brother from what was already done to him. "Poseidon." Minho snarled, "Let Javier go, now, or your superiors will hear about this." "Which superior? The only superior I recognize is my brother, Zeus, and he was the one who ordered me to assist the demons." Poseidon shrugged, sauntering toward them. He had taken the human form of someone who looked barely fifteen, although the characteristic injury to his left eye was still there. A gift from his brother Zeus, the rumors said. Minho had belatedly noticed Poseidon cradling a dagger in his hand.

“It’s not that princess, and I’m hoping one day it’ll make more sense to you but until then you’re going to need to trust me.” He paused for a moment as he seemed to be thinking before he continued to talk. “So, which Greek god does your teacher have you writing about?” “Mr. B. Malik, convinced me to write the essay about Poseidon.” I watched as all the color from his face fades away within seconds, but not understanding just why that is. “Daddy, are you alright?” “Um, I’m alright princess, just wondering why your teacher would suggest that god to you.” “Something about it seems my life has always been around the ocean that is Poseidon domain. So, do you think you’ll be able to help me on my

My mother turned to look toward my father. “I don’t know you guys. You should have seen the way he drained that half-blood God. He was the offspring of Poseidon. When Ryder was done with him, he was nothing but a weak human.” My mother’s face paled. “Is this true, Ryder?” My father asked, and I nodded. “It was instinct, like I knew how to do that my entire life.”

She says and I look back at Asteria, who is on her knees. “I, King Poseidon, brother of Zeus and Hades, son of Kronos hereby, reinstate your full power queen Asteria, my daughter. You it wisely.” He says as the wind increases and forms around her as she is lifted gently off the ground inside the tornado. I watch as she spins, her long black hair whipping around. Golds, reds, purples, blues and pinks form around her. She throws her head back and shrieks as the colours absorb into her. Her skin glows in a delicate pink hue. Lightning strikes her over and over again. I scream, but I’m held back.

But later, when Themis, the ancient Titaness and goddess of Justice, said: "Lord of the Sea, heed my words. Thetis's offspring shall be born greater than his sire, and Thetis shall indeed bear a son." After it was prophesied so, the gods were fearful, knowing Thetis was destined to bear a son who would be mightier than his father. They were reminded of the old prophesy passing down from their father Cronus, and the two gods gave the maiden up to another mortal king, whom she bore a son named Achilles. Poseidon decided to try elsewhere. He chose another Nereid named Amphitrite. Together they ruled the underwater kingdom, lavishing in its immense wealth and mysteries.

The choice Chronos made had set a tide in motion, a tide that would consume the world. Poseidon was the second born, his heart corrupted from before he could remember. The second born prince was forced to watch as his older brother was torn away, banished to a world Poseidon never saw. The prince was forbidden to talk about his older brother, his father taking steps to ensure the first born was forgotten. Poseidon’s skill resided only with the pure springs and oceans of the worlds; he had been born with the skill and depth of any sea creature. The creator ensured his destiny as a sea born prince, the protector of all under the water. His original path was to live among the creatures of the d

Looking out over the once blue ocean. The screams and thrashing of the pirates in the water as they were being ripped limb from limb by all manner of sea creatures. I smile as they meet their demise. I chuckle, laying back down when a shadow loomed over me. Opening my eyes, I take in the figure who is shielding me from the bright sun. A man. “Hello Asteria.” I blink as the glare dies and I gasp at the man infront of me. Poseidon. “Poseidon, God of the sea and storms. Thank you for saving me.” I mumble a lone tear leaves my eyes as he chuckles.

Phosphorus took a step forward. Nereus could not stop his energy from longing to hold his now mature son. He looked at him with measuring eyes. He was quickly emotional because of the reunion. His son that was a baby but a month ago was now a fully matured immortal being that stood proudly in front of him. He had his white hair, but the eyes that meant that he was a much more powerful being than his father would ever be, and he had the air of the rival that Nereus respected so much.

"Goddess of the Moon, the Hunt, and more." "If we're reintroducing ourselves, I suppose I should join in." A gruff voice says, the voice of an approaching man. His shoulders are broad and chiseled, his dark blue t-shirt clinging tightly to him, his hair a deep black, matching his equally dark, scruffy beard. His eyes are a clear ocean blue, glittering with mischief, a necklace of seashells strung around his neck. "I am Poseidan." He says in a voice that screams of power, promising violence at any challenge. "And this is my wife, Amphrite."

Mario was about to say something to Josh, but he didn't finish his sentence, as Giovanni cut him off. "Mario, enough. You will not disrespect your cousin in front of me," Giovanni declared firmly. Mario shot a venomous glare at Josh, his gaze laden with hatred as he reluctantly backed down. Josh struggled to understand the enigma of Mario's hostility and the impending revelation about his father. It became increasingly clear that his father, whom he had never met and didn't even know if he was still alive, harbored unresolved issues within the family, fueling Mario's evident disdain.