The next day Hades waited for Claire outside their mythology class. As he leaned against the wall before class began, he studied the people walking by and realized that he really stuck out like a sore thumb. The boys wore long sleeve dress shirts and sweater vest over them paired with khaki dress pants. He was in a country club. "Who are you waiting for?"...
Hades paced the long dining room, trying to avoid looking at the elegantly set table for two. This flighty girl would be the end of him, and he knew it. At first he just wanted her because she was his. She had been promised to him by his brother, Zeus, when Demeter bore her. Demeter, however, had other plans. She had hidden Persephone away from him his ent...
Persephone towered over the trembling Demetrius, her dreadful and frightening beauty making him even harder than before. "What foolish man would dare to set foot in the land of the dead!" She yelled, purposely making her voice as intimidating as possible as she got off on seeing humans tremble in her presence. "What is your name!" She demanded as poor Demet...
The sound of the dead thundered his ears. He sat on his throne while the dead screamed and the rocks fell and crumpled into the lava that surrounded him. His fingers pressing into his temples, they pulsed with the stress of being who he was. Hades. King of the Underworld. A job that was given to him by his brother Zeus, whose attitude often got him into...
"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...
The next day, Mike and Melody began working through their morning routine as per usual. Upon dressing however, they were informed by a servant at their door that their presence was needed in King Farzan's quarters at the top of the tower in the middle of the courtyard. Knowing this must be something of extreme importance, they walked hurriedly to the tower a...
The water was calm, clear and infused with the scent of ash. He knelt down and washed his arms, his legs and torso. It was cold and purifying. He rubbed olive oil across his skin, banishing all miasma from his person. Orpheus scraped the excess oil off with a metal strigil and dried himself in the sunlight, tussling his short brown hair to shake out the wa...
I couldn't stop thinking about it. Ever since that night at the club, The Train Station, it crept into my thoughts when I get a spare minute; waiting on the kids to get out of soccer practice, on break at work, late at night before I go to bed... I went through an economy pack of batteries for my vibrator alone that month! And then came the night, date night...
As Demetrius approached Arcadia he looked down again upon his naked body and sighed. Thinking to himself "That loincloth of Cerberus certainly would come in handy now!" and laughed thinking that Persephone must have set him up sending him first to a land where everyone is already naked. He had only NOT been naked for such a short time before being stripped y...
Back on Olympus, the much anticipated party celebrating the belated return of Persephone was in full swing. Amphrite, true to form, was already tanked, as Dionysius was being extra generous with the Nectar. With him around no one's goblet was ever allowed to remain empty. Everyone as always was having a fantastic time, but Persephone was not her usual ebulli...