Who Is Son Of Aphrodite Novels & Stories

Claire also looked at him with a seductive gaze, full of passion. "Shit!" cursed Leon. He finally remembered something in the legend of Greek mythology. "Why?" asked Claire. "I forgot something important," said Leon. "What?" asked Claire as she walked over gracefully. Showing her long and smooth legs. “Ares and Aphrodite are the most legendary couple. Aphrodite had affairs with many men, including her adopted son Adonis. But Ares, is her favorite," said Leon. By the time he finished his sentence, Claire was right in front of him, they were only a few centimeters away. Her soft hand gently touched Leon's cheek.

We even looked like two people living the same story in different bodies. After meeting her and having the timbre of her voice burned into my memory, I felt guilty for lying to her and the rest. How would I tell that I was the son of a billionaire who decided to disown me after discovering his ridiculous betrayal? Who would believe such a story? Aurora was, in fact, someone special, who carried in her eyes the pain of her own father's rejection. I knew that pain well, and maybe that's why I connected so much with it. As I walked back to the house of nightmares, I tried to convince myself to just focus on revenge against Gonzalo. No one could take my attention away.

Aphrodite was humming a slow tune as we walked and I must say it was a beautiful moment to have lived in and I could not believe that this was actually happening—if I had not pinched myself a good few time in the short period I had been here I would have believed it to be nothing but a dream. I was interrupted from my thoughts as her melodic voice chimed, “Dear Kyliena I usually do not find myself dabbling in match making, that is usually Cupid’s area of expertise, but on the day you were born I just so happened to be breaking a bond between a couple in the area that you lived in. You see I have taken it upon myself to break up untrue matches and in turn my son, Cupid, Matches them with thei

This was going to be a long day. Four hours. That’s how long the other three decided to take to meet their parents. I rested while Phoenix played with the babies. We named our sons Apollo Aelius and Nicholas Douglas after our fathers. Then we had little Artemis Nuray. I was so tired; how did I manage this? Marriage, children, and soon a war? How did my life come to this? Amber soon came in with the others as they went over to the babies. I smiled lightly while everyone cooed over them. Amber brought me Artemis and smiled at me, “She looks just like you Selene, absolutely beautiful.”

He immediately reached out his arms to embrace him: "My son..." Astro calmly slapped his hand away, his voice dropping to a freeze: "But I have never missed my father." "Because my father died the day he stood at his grand wedding and watched his people trample on my mother's dignity." "Lord Sea God, as the future master of Olympus, I will give you one final warning. Take your filthy, pathetic delusions and get out of my mother's sight. Stop tainting her divine robes." "Take your ocean dwellers and crawl back to your deep-sea trenches. Go play house with your noble Queen and your precious heir."

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.

Sure enough, after only two seconds of hesitation, he stepped forward unhurriedly and cleared his throat. "You're all mistaken. Eloise Lloyd is not my son's mother. She's only..." He paused, his gaze falling tenderly on Samantha. "She's only the nanny I hired for my son. Samantha Yates is my son's real mother." A nanny? I froze, feeling myself going numb. Victor and I had been together since college. We had been through thick and thin for ten years. When his business failed and he fell into debt, I even fought with my father for his sake. When his frequent social drinking gave him stomach problems, I woke up at 5:00 am every day to make him a nourishing stew.

Fraise was always proud of herself, a personality trait I envied. "Your turn now, sweetie," Fraise said to Raiden, linking her arms to him. Blaze seemed to glare at them, and I felt like she was hurting. When she caught my gaze, I expected an eye roll, but she simply looked away. Raiden cleared his throat and said, "I'm Raiden. Son of Athena, the Goddess of wisdom, but unlike all of you, I have no father." Another son of Athena, which meant... "Helios and I are twin brothers."

"Three of her pups will be special. They have been created by the moon Goddess herself. If anyone gets hold of them before they get their wolves, they will use them. They will become the strongest Alpha Kings we have ever seen." "Who knows this?" Yasmin asked. "We don't know yet. We are hoping it will be kept under wraps, but until they are born we can not say for sure. But there is a son of a werewolf, he is the son of the late Prince's mate. Before she met the Prince, she was attacked by a warlock, she had his heir, and he is a hybrid." Aphrodite explained. "His father believes he should be the heir to the throne. I think he has an Oracle who has predicted this."

“My daughter… she’s alive, she’s — she’s everything.” Vaethea’s claws flexed, feral grin curling her lips. “Not her fault,” she murmured, voice low, wicked. “Her succubus bloodline is stronger than mine ever was. She’s not going to stay quiet forever.” The pink - haired goddess hovered, flushed, eyes wide. “She’s… feeding… pulsing… overwhelming… how —?” “She is our daughter,” Aphrodite cut in, maternal, proud. “Every spark, every breath, every ounce of strength is hers. She carries our legacy.”