This is actually two stories, "The Father" and "Ambrosia". Literotica won't allow a story less than 750 words, and "The Father" is less then 200, so I squeezed it in here, because its very similar in both setting and tone. — Author @ @ @ @ @ The Father His sister Hera, in one of her moments of bitchiness, refused to share his bed this evening. Zeus...
They had gathered a crowd by the time Amevina had made the introduction, and once again, a wave of shock passed through the newcomers. The Storm Queen had chosen a human, and her father could not resist the urge to point out that fact. "But, it's a human!" "Very astute, father. I do not believe that my sister, my wife, nor I had noticed that fact after s...
Chapter 9-The Maze The land of Arkhos was like a world all by itself, where heroes and monsters lived side by side performing acts of greatness that would be spoken about for generations. Unlike the monster-neutral nation of Britannia and the monster-friendly lands of Kaladesh, Arkhos was a land where one's species mattered not, rather their deeds decided...
When Zeke woke up he expected to roll over and be confronted with the sight of a blonde-haired angel sleeping next to him. What he saw however was an empty bed with a small note sitting on the pillow. As he sat up he reached over to read it. It explained that Melissa had been called in to work a night-shift when one of her coworkers had called in sick. She d...
Tom hadn't quite expected this last assignment before going to Hell to be such a complicated one. After a night with Sohm, which was actually more pleasant than he would have guessed it was going to be, he'd been contacted by the French Special Divisions and told that a plane was ready for take-off at the Memphis International Airport and that he was suppose...
"What I'm trying to say," Demeter shouted after Persephone, "is that he's behaved quite differently since Eumolpus died. Usually he's here more often." She quickened her pace and muttered under her breath. "Too often..." Persephone strode paces ahead of her mother through the ripened field, saying nothing. The autumn sundown winds whipped past them, rising...
Authors Note: Due to the timing of the completion of this series, this chapter has not, as yet, been through the careful hands of my wonderful proof-reader and friend AisieLynn. I will endeavour to replace it as she has time to work on it for me. I hope you will forgive my eagerness to bring you the conclusion to this long running series and bear with the fe...
Big thanks to my editor who has been nothing, but kind and patient with me. Life has been pretty hectic, but not enough to stop from writing. And a big thanks you my fans who have been nothing but patient and supportive. Thank you for all the messages and love. Enjoy. ***** Sophie covered her hand over her belly as the goddess walks towards while she sto...
Chapter 8 -- Of Vulgarity and Murder "It was once asked of god and dragon alike whether it is better to serve on one's knees or wield the power of the infinite and unknowable, and while they both provided different answers, they seemed to agree on a fundamental concept-- power and service can be one and the same. Wielded properly, power is a quill that can...
Authors note: I have used this first chapter as an introduction of sorts to the characters from my original series, "Mastering Bella". For those of you who read that series please bear with me as I begin to take Mel and Bella on this new journey. Prologue: from the series Mastering Bella. She watched him then and knew she trusted him. She was not scared of...