Venus And Aphrodite Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The shelves situated near the windows held a thousand of books, the only thing inside this room that really drew me in. My hands carefully brush the spines of the books. I pulled out one of the books that is entitled: Eros: A Cupid History and randomly opened it but instead of finding words in it, it reflected a couple of gold images floating on the cream colored pages. Mesmerize but bored, I pull out another one that is under the title of ‘Cupid Conundrums’. The letters and sentences appear golden against the cream pages. The paper, although old, smells like it was newly written, the font looks so elegant that it kind of reminds me of Grandma Aphrodite’s handwriting. “This is crazy! I have

DARIUS’S POV The book kept flipping, the heavy vellum pages rustling like dry, dead leaves caught in a winter storm. The sound was deafening in the white chamber, a frantic snap-snap-snap that made the hair on my arms stand up and stay there. Venus watched the blurring paper with a look of calm, hungry satisfaction, as if every single second was unfolding exactly the way she had planned for three hundred years. To her, we weren't people; we were just the latest set of numbers to be crunched in her eternal ledger.

"There are implications, consequences. If my enemies knew I had a weakness here—" "A weakness?" The word hit me like a slap. "Is that what I am to you?" His expression softened slightly, as if he realized how his words sounded. "Venus, that's not what I meant. But surely you can see how this complicates things. I need time to think, to plan how to handle this properly." "We are not something to be handled," Aphrodite snarled. "We are his mate, his equal, his gift from the Moon Goddess."

Upon them sat the deities, their presence radiant and commanding, their auras pulsing with the power of the cosmos. Selene, the Moon Goddess, sat at the center, her silver hair cascading down her back like a river of liquid moonlight. Her luminous eyes, usually serene, now carried the burden of sorrow, their glow dimmed by the weight of her thoughts. Beside her, Venus, the Goddess of Love, exuded an aura of soft warmth, her golden curls framing a face that was both gentle and fierce. Her expression, though usually serene, was edged with concern, her fingers tracing idle patterns along the armrest of her throne.

He said handing them to me. I collected them and looked up to Adrien. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened one of the scrolls. The cursive letters of the title caught my eyes first. The Goddess Vessel: Awakening of the Veiled Flame "When the moon weeps in silver tears, Where silence echoes through the years, And five fangs causes her pain, A child shall rise, with fire in her veins, Her soul alight, with shadowed blade, She shall walk paths where many fear,

Desire’s breath caught in her throat as she fumbled for her phone, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But just as the men approached, a figure emerged from the shadows—a tall, imposing silhouette that seemed to materialize from the very darkness itself. He moved with a grace that belied his size, a fierce determination etched into his features. In that moment, as the men lunged toward her, Desire felt a flicker of hope ignite within her. She was not alone. The night was about to unfold into a battle for survival, and in the heart of the wilderness, the line between predator and protector would blur in ways she could never have imagined.

I can’t believe that this hot, sexy, hybrid shifter wanted me just as badly as I wanted him. Aphrodite lifted her hand and I frowned when Ryder’s form disappeared, and I could once again see Selene and Aphrodite standing before me. I felt the heat on my cheeks, and I began to chew on my bottom lip knowing that the two goddesses could tell I was a turned-on mess right now. They both wore a rotten grin, and I shook my head at the two mischievous goddesses. Their plan worked. All I wanted in this moment was to get to my mate and let him have his sinful way with me.

Trying to ease the tension, she smiled. "Venus is just a lunatic. She's not worth getting this worked up over, Michael." Michael's icy gaze swept over her as he barked, "You've got some nerve saying that. If it weren't for you, Venus wouldn't be missing right now." The smile froze on Nancy's face. A faint mist gathered in her eyes. "You were the one who ordered her to be taught a lesson. You were the one who believed she seduced your brother. You were the one who stopped her from seeing her mother one last time. You were the one who gave the order that killed her mother—and now you're pretending to care?"

Why library. Because the library was the only place where secrets are written on white pages rather than painted hearts. Maybe that would tell me why am I here? I needed to find the library and read about what these ancestors had done. They hated witches, it makes sense but other than Melissa, that Ayannah chick was a witch, and as far as I remember my mother and Aphrodite are sisters. And as Alatar had told me, Aphrodite is a witch. Which unfortunately makes my mother a witch too. Then why in this holy world, Aphrodite was Lucifer's stepmother? Which makes her Kendrio's wife.....?

Horror creeps into my mind, my heart, and my face. My smudged lipstick, completely gone. My lips red and almost swollen. His teeth marks on my lower lip. He almost drew blood. Fuck. What have I done? DANTE If someone told me I'd be in heaven today, I would have said it was a lie. Her lips are like honey and milk. She's everything I've ever wanted but never knew I needed. And fuck, her body, her skin, is fire and water and everything in between. Burning me, yet keeping me cool at the same time.