Venus Aphrodite Novels & Stories

He was right, I had to be strong because if I get weak I wouldn't be able to have my revenge on those five monsters. I gulped down the whole soup and he smiled lightly. "T-thank you". I muttered and he nodded. "What's your name little one?". He asked. "My name is Amphitrite". I whispered hoarsely. "Your name is very unusual. Who gave you that name?". He asked curiously. "My mommy and daddy gave it to me". I mumbled. "What does it mean?". He asked curiously. "Queen of the sea". I replied hoarsely.

I wasn't aware that being a witch came with reading people's thoughts- I thought other supernatural creatures acquired that. "Well seeing how I am Αφροδίτη," she says, somewhat confusing me. "I am able to." It slowly began to make sense because Αφροδίτη sounded like Afrodíti- which was Greek for Venus. She was Venus. Why a woman of her status was visiting me, wherever the hell I was, was beyond me. I had never heard of anyone ever meeting and talking with her. "I will admit, you are one of the special ones- and one of the lucky. For anytime I visit someone, it is usually for more..." She let the sentence hang. "Well you can understand." "So... I didn't do anything wrong?"

Stepping into the virgin room the door had again opened by themselves for her. Persephone, wife of Hades, was the first Aphrodite's gaze landed on when the doors opened. She had a glass of ambrosia in one hand as she sat laughing at what Venus had said minutes before; one of the virgins braided her long black hair. The auburn reddish colour of Venus's hair was similar to that of Aphrodite. Though Aphrodite and Venus's porcelain skin added to their resemblance, from their rosy lips and cheeks to their height, the goddesses, though similar in appearance, were very different in nature and hardly got along. But it had been a decade and Aphrodite had missed her sister dearly.

I add. “I saw that in the album,” she says, sounding weary. How can I make her happy? I draw in a deep breath and stare at the vacant, starless sky through the loose window. This time when I smile to myself, I’m fully mindful of why. “You wanna hear a story?” I ask the quiet girl resting her head on my shoulder. “Yes,” she replies. Gleaming, as a specific memory overruns my mind, I think Mad should hear this. “Venus glowed with a steady, silvery light, radiating pure beauty. She is the goddess of love. Her two primary divine lovers were her husband, Vulcan, and Mars, also known as Ares. Their love was forbidden.”

Why does it mean by that? "Mine's Hera. A kind of girl who will fight my mistresses." Vaspe said coolly, with a smirk, he shrugged. Tsk. "Mine's Aphrodite. Goddess of love, beauty and sex!" TOASTED BIRD, YOU PERV! "Mine is Adonis! Waaaahhhh~ The muscles and gorgeous god." I said dreamily with twinkling eyes. Who will be my Adonis? When will I meet my Adonis? I'm not getting any younger already. I want a man~!

V A L E N T I N A Once upon a time, there was a queen that was loved by all. She was known for her beauty and kindness. She was as mighty as a knight and as brave as a lion. They say her beauty was so bright that whoever saw her became blind. True to her name, Aphrodite; the most beautiful Greek goddess, she was indeed a sight to behold. Women were jealous of her and men lusted after her. Even though she had it all, she was not arrogant.

I relaxed, he whispered in my ear and the tension returned. ‘Here or on the stairs inside?’ ‘Neither! Inanna, the goddess of risk-taking, is finished, at least for the time being, taking risks. That last moment on the Northern Line was quite a shock.’ ‘A moment we’ll neither of us forget.’ ‘I still shudder when I think of it.’ ‘So, who is it now?’ ‘My mentor says it is to be Aphrodite.’ ‘Venus to the Romans. I love Venus - the supersensual one. Do you live on the top floor?’

I state with interest. "You may have heard of me. My name is Aphrodite. Goddess of love, beauty, and desire, and this is my son, Eros. God of sex, lust, and passionate desire. The one who can bring irresistible feelings and impulses with the use of his arrow. He is often referred to as Cupid, but as you can see, he is not like what humans have made him out to be. Lastly, this is my dear friend, Peitho. Goddess of persuasion and seduction." she explains, introducing both herself and the other two sexy individuals. "This is definitely a dream." I mumble to myself.

I pushed her away, ready to slap her across the face. "Aphrodite, return to Hephaestus's realm. He will meet you there shortly." She glared at Zeus but did as he commanded, disappearing through a portal. I just hoped she wouldn't touch too many of my things. "Now that she is gone, Venus, I need you, and any other Goddess or God that would be willing to curse Aphrodite with infertility until the end of this marriage. That is the biggest piece of her punishment for messing with this bond." I was floored. Now I wanted to know who's bond she fucked with.

I was listening with rapt attention. "In Greek mythology, Aphrodite was one of the twelve Olympian gods, and she was often portrayed as a beautiful, seductive woman. She was associated with a variety of symbols…” as he spoke, I paid rapt attention to every single detail. I was already taking a mental note to read more on Greek mythology during my free time. As my gaze drifted back to the painting, I noticed the name of the artist written at the edge of it, “‘John William Waterhouse,’ Interesting.”