We walk away from the office, and I make the decision there, I am done with running. I really have woken up after my time in the underworld. I was a bitch to Sheamus, and everyone else who just want to show me love and acceptance. I decide to move in with Sheamus. I want to become his Lune. I feel a voice inside of me echoing in the darkness “you’ll never know the power of your Pegasus if you move in with me. Come home my beloved, and I will show you the true power that fills your blood” I shivered at the sound. Something put a mental image in my head not only of what my Pegasus could look like but, Hades wrapping me up in his sheets, screaming my name for eternity. The fire inside of my soul feels like it grows as I think of it. I immediately feel like I am burning with passion but only for him. I feel like there is something that I need to do. I know Sheamus is going to hate it. I know he’s going to challenge me, and he is going to be broken after I said that I would never leave him
I looked around and all the other pack members where looking at me in rage. I saw some of the she-wolves looking on with petty jubilation. One of them was looking at Sheamus with a sultry look. Almost like she was thinking “Finally Mine!” These slutty bitches are waiting for me to claim Hades and throw Sheamus into their waiting arms. It hurt to think of a life without Sheamus, it felt like we were bound together. I had no feelings for Hades except lustful passion. I weighed out my feelings for Sheamus against my desire for Hades, and even though I fully accept I was born to be his bride, my soul did not cling to him. I felt drawn to Hades through lust and passion, however, with Sheamus, there was something about us. Something that was drawing us to each other like a gravitational pull. Like the Universe was binding us together. Or was it his goddess Selene? I knew in that moment; I was not going back in time! I was not going to relive my life away from the one I had already built. If
I hugged Sheamus. I knew that I was not going to see him for a while. I loved him dearly. I hugged him until I felt it was time to let him go. “You’re leaving me?” he asked. “No, never, not anymore. I am not running away anymore. I can’t leave you.” I told him in a whisper while holding him. “Then, why do I feel like you’re saying goodbye?” he asked me. “I am for a brief time. I need to go with my father, to learn more about myself. You know of your culture, of werewolves, I need to learn mine. I know what I am now but, I don’t know anything more than that. All I know are stories, I need to see my culture, experience it but, I don’t want to give up the person I have become, I don’t want to give up you.” I tell him with tears in my eyes. “You’re destined to be his bride, it’s what you were born to be” he said with tears. “I was also destined to be your Luna as well, I have loved you since we first me, I just was too stupid to see it.” I told him with a smile. He smiled; he crashed his
walked to Hades from behind. I placed my hand on his shoulder accepting my fate as his bride and queen. I saw Sheamus with a somber look on his face. I had a hard time believing we were going to be living together peacefully after this. I felt like he was signing his soul away, the soul of his pack to the devil himself. I couldn’t believe he was doing this for me! “Fucking shit! She really fucked me over!” “What is it?” I asked him when I saw him shaking in anger like he was staring at the moon like he was speaking with someone. “She said to leave her children alone, and do not tamper in her designated plans or she will banish me from this world! What’s worse is she called upon Hecate and Artemis! Hecate is goddess of witches! Hecate said they’ll imprison me in the underworld if I start a war with the Werewolves! Shit!” He said while glaring at the moon. “You fucking Bitch! You’re just like my brother!” He snarled. “My love do not anger her. I accept you as my King. I know you have b
It happened a long time ago, I have no clue how long ago the events of my birth took place, I would not find out until a time when I thought it was all mythical bullshit. It rocked my world learning my true identity, I refused to believe it for a long time. Did not want to acknowledge that the realm of gods, and mythical monsters were even real. I will admit I have had nightmares for years. Did everything I can to suppress them. I had no idea where these images of castles, thunderbolts, gods in human form, and flying beasts came from. What even scared me shitless was as a child, I would feel this power swelling inside of me, the birthmark on the back of my neck I have that symbolizes a black pitchfork would itch, once it glowed and I got the feeling of something or someone watching me, yet no one was ever around. I would see the shadowed image of a man in my dreams stretching his hand for me calling me “Thalia” I would shake my head, as a child and run away. His aura was very dark.
Dream.I have no idea where I am right now. This feels like a far-off land, in a different dimension. I have had not had a dream like this since I was child. I guess it is back to the realm of fairy tales and make believe in my subconscious imagination. This feels different though, it still feels real yet, this is a completely different place. I walk around until I hear the sound of footsteps and voices of people coming. I hide behind a pilar, I have no idea of I would even be seen but it would be too awkward if I was caught. “Brother Zeus, may I have a moment” “Of course, brother, why have you come from the depths of darkness to see me?” “I had something alarming happen, I felt the grounds of Tartarus shaking, suddenly a secondary throne formed from the ashen rock in the wall, with the branding of my pitchfork” The man stopped talking so I peaked around to see the duo, and I was shocked. That man speaking was the same darkly dangerous man who was calling to me as a child. I dare
I finish my shower, walk back to my bedroom naked, letting the warm air of the New York summer weather dry my pale luscious skin. I try to shake off the anxiety from that dream. No use stressing about shit from movies. There is one thing that can help me shake off my stress however, it is a work morning, and I do not have time to get properly fucked before work. If I had a nice sexy man with a good dick in my bed, that would calm everything down. I have never had that happen. I do not bring men into my bed, and I never stay over at their place. The last thing I need is them getting clinging and trying to become attached. I am young, hot as fuck, and loaded. Every man wants me, and the loser shits would want my money. No thank you. Love is just a silly notion in sappy movies. I have to damn much to live for, and too damn much work to do falling for that shit. I dress in a gray form fitting dress that is sleeveless, with a button my front plus collar from Dior, pair them with high hee
The day finally ends, I can mentally tell everyone to fuck off. I collect all of my possessions. I walk out of my office door to request my assistant to call the valet however, I get to her desk and that bitch has already left for the day. She is supposed to leave when I head home. This annoys me, I call myself and request the valet to pull my car around.I exit the office and take the VIP elevator down to the lobby of my building. I am happy to see my car waiting for me. I thank the valet attendant, tip him fifty bucks and begin my drive back to my apartment. On the way home I notice my mother is calling me.“Hey mom, how are you?” I speak sweetly to her. If she saw my New York attitude, she would be scolding me and trying to drag me home to Ohio saying that she did not raise me to be a rude asshole.“Velaria, how are you doing honey, we have not heard from you all week?” I smile, my mother is wonderful, and even though I live so far, and am highly successful, she still worries“I
walked to Hades from behind. I placed my hand on his shoulder accepting my fate as his bride and queen. I saw Sheamus with a somber look on his face. I had a hard time believing we were going to be living together peacefully after this. I felt like he was signing his soul away, the soul of his pack to the devil himself. I couldn’t believe he was doing this for me! “Fucking shit! She really fucked me over!” “What is it?” I asked him when I saw him shaking in anger like he was staring at the moon like he was speaking with someone. “She said to leave her children alone, and do not tamper in her designated plans or she will banish me from this world! What’s worse is she called upon Hecate and Artemis! Hecate is goddess of witches! Hecate said they’ll imprison me in the underworld if I start a war with the Werewolves! Shit!” He said while glaring at the moon. “You fucking Bitch! You’re just like my brother!” He snarled. “My love do not anger her. I accept you as my King. I know you have b
I hugged Sheamus. I knew that I was not going to see him for a while. I loved him dearly. I hugged him until I felt it was time to let him go. “You’re leaving me?” he asked. “No, never, not anymore. I am not running away anymore. I can’t leave you.” I told him in a whisper while holding him. “Then, why do I feel like you’re saying goodbye?” he asked me. “I am for a brief time. I need to go with my father, to learn more about myself. You know of your culture, of werewolves, I need to learn mine. I know what I am now but, I don’t know anything more than that. All I know are stories, I need to see my culture, experience it but, I don’t want to give up the person I have become, I don’t want to give up you.” I tell him with tears in my eyes. “You’re destined to be his bride, it’s what you were born to be” he said with tears. “I was also destined to be your Luna as well, I have loved you since we first me, I just was too stupid to see it.” I told him with a smile. He smiled; he crashed his
I looked around and all the other pack members where looking at me in rage. I saw some of the she-wolves looking on with petty jubilation. One of them was looking at Sheamus with a sultry look. Almost like she was thinking “Finally Mine!” These slutty bitches are waiting for me to claim Hades and throw Sheamus into their waiting arms. It hurt to think of a life without Sheamus, it felt like we were bound together. I had no feelings for Hades except lustful passion. I weighed out my feelings for Sheamus against my desire for Hades, and even though I fully accept I was born to be his bride, my soul did not cling to him. I felt drawn to Hades through lust and passion, however, with Sheamus, there was something about us. Something that was drawing us to each other like a gravitational pull. Like the Universe was binding us together. Or was it his goddess Selene? I knew in that moment; I was not going back in time! I was not going to relive my life away from the one I had already built. If
We walk away from the office, and I make the decision there, I am done with running. I really have woken up after my time in the underworld. I was a bitch to Sheamus, and everyone else who just want to show me love and acceptance. I decide to move in with Sheamus. I want to become his Lune. I feel a voice inside of me echoing in the darkness “you’ll never know the power of your Pegasus if you move in with me. Come home my beloved, and I will show you the true power that fills your blood” I shivered at the sound. Something put a mental image in my head not only of what my Pegasus could look like but, Hades wrapping me up in his sheets, screaming my name for eternity. The fire inside of my soul feels like it grows as I think of it. I immediately feel like I am burning with passion but only for him. I feel like there is something that I need to do. I know Sheamus is going to hate it. I know he’s going to challenge me, and he is going to be broken after I said that I would never leave him
One month later…. I am back living my best life in New York. Nothing is the same as it was before I went on that Odyssey journey. Going from having a fun party life, to finding out Werewolves exist, finding out I am mated to an Alpha. Finding out, the truth about my past. Travelling the world trying to escape the Alpha only to come face to face with the man who has be a ever present reality in my wildest sexual dreams. God! What else is reality. To learn that, Hades! The god of the underworld is real! To learn Hell is real! And I was born to be his queen! It is too fucking much! Why did my mother curse me! Why did she send me away and doom her kingdom to death and destruction from Hades? I would not be who I am today if she had not done that, however, I would know who I truly am if she had just kept me. Fuck! She could have raised me then, sent me away! At least I would have known her, known my family! Not having nightmares of them all dying! So many thoughts plague me now. I do my be
I woke up for the second time; it feels like I have slept for hours. I open my eyes, and notice that no one is in the room with me. Now that I am alone, I step away from the bed. I have a chance to explore the room, and hopefully escape. I attempt the door and am a mixture of surprise and relief to find it open. Before leaving the room, I attempt to find my party dress. I am pissed when I find it torn to shreds! That dress cost me ten thousand dollars! I will have to buy a brand-new dress. I open a different door and find a wardrobe. Inside are rows of beautiful dresses. Some look ancient, like the Greek myths, some look more modern. I choose a emerald, green dress with lace sleeves and a sweetheart neckline that reaches towards my knees. My black heeled shoes from last night have survived and would go perfect with the dress. Once I am fully presentable, I creep away from the room. I look down the hallways, and oddly I feel as if I know this passage. Something in me is telling me that
I awake the next morning. I look around the room, there is no sunlight that shines in. Everything feels like it is bathed in darkness. There are no windows, just maroon covered walls. I attempt to move, and I feel constricted. A mans arm tightens its grip on me. Just when I thought I was having another erotic dream, and I was going to wake up to leave my hotel room, I get a splash in the face with fucking reality. Everything that happened last night was real. I am really fucked this time! How in the fuck am I going to escape this?! I do not have relationships! Never again! I squirm and I feel him nuzzle my neck. “Is my dove awake?” he says in a husky voice. I feel his hand move up towards my breast. My eyes roll in the back of my head as he starts to pinch and massage my breasts and nipples. He suddenly pulls hard on one of my perked buds and I cry out in ecstasy. "Hades!" I try to speak with him. "Cry out my name love, scream my name! I love it!" "Hades! Please!" I try saying again,
Chapters 24I awake the next morning. I look around the room, there is no sunlight that shines in. Everything feels like it is bathed in darkness. There are no windows, just maroon covered walls. I attempt to move, and I feel constricted. A mans arm tightens its grip on me. Just when I thought I was having another erotic dream, and I was going to wake up to leave my hotel room, I get a splash in the face with fucking reality. Everything that happened last night was real. I am really fucked this time! How in the fuck am I going to escape this?! I do not have relationships! Never again! I squirm and I feel him nuzzle my neck. “Is my dove awake?” he says in a husky voice. I feel his hand move up towards my breast. My eyes roll in the back of my head as he starts to pinch and massage my breasts and nipples. He suddenly pulls hard on one of my perked buds and I cry out in ecstasy. "Hades!" I try to speak with him. "Cry out my name love, scream my name! I love it!" "Hades! Please!" I try sa
I ran from the nightclub. I was intent on getting away from that deliciously hot man. The same man who has been haunting my dreams. I feel as if I know him. I feel my essence reacting to him. Bending to his voice, and every will. I do not know what the fuck is happening with me but, I lately have not been in control of my sexual prowess as I normally am. I mean like what the fuck?! As I am walking down the street, I feel eyes on me again. This time it is different. This energy feels cold and deadly. Not heated like it wants to consume me in unending pleasure. I made it back to my hotel room. I finally begin to relax as I start to undress myself. I am undoing my dress when I hear a sensual voice from behind “Allow me my dove” I freeze as I feel hands unzipping me while caressing my back. I unleash a moan while my head falls back on his shoulder. “Do you know how long I have searched for you?” he whispered, “do you how long I have waited for you?” “Who are you?” I whisper while I wr