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October 30 - November 2, 2025
“You are right,” Hades replied. “Perhaps I should punish Helios, then.” She gave him a wry look. Hades had made comments before regarding the God of the Sun. It was clear neither of them cared for one another. “Would that make you feel better?” “No, but it would be fun,” Hades replied,
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“I want control,” she whispered. Hades stared at her for a beat and then held out his hand. “I will help you claim it.”
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“What do you feel?” His hand drifted down her shoulder, the fingers of his other arm, firm around her waist, splayed possessively.
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“Violent.” “Focus on it,” Hades instructed, his hand pressed into her belly, the other laced with her fingers.
“Feed it.”
“Where do you wish to cause him pain?” Hades asked.
“He’d wanted to use his cock as a weapon,” she said. “And I want it to burn.” “No! Please, Persephone. Persephone!” “Then make him burn.”
“I am not sure who you think I am,” she said. “But let me be clear—I am Persephone, future Queen of the Underworld, Lady of Your Fate. May you come to dread my presence.”
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“Until he dies,” Hades replied simply, watching with an expression of disinterest.
“But when she was born—a siren of beauty and temptation—Zeus was approached by several gods for her hand in marriage. Ares, Poseidon, even Hermes fell prey to her charms, though he will deny it. Zeus rarely makes a decision without consulting his oracle, and when he asked about marriage to each of those gods, the oracle foretold war, so he wed her to Hephaestus.” Persephone frowned. “But Aphrodite seems so…fierce. Why would she allow Zeus to determine who she weds?” “Aphrodite wanted to marry Hephaestus,” Hecate said. “And even if she hadn’t, she would not have had any choice. All Divine
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“Marriage between gods is not like mortals—gods share power, and they have children. There are many factors Zeus must consider before he gives his blessing.” “Share…power?” “Yes—though I doubt it will affect Hades at all. He already has influence over the Earth, but you—you will have control over shadow, over death.”
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As he sat beside her, he cupped her face and kissed her. When he pulled away, his thumb brushed her lips. “How was your day?” he asked.
She growled, reaching for his hand again, but he just chuckled. “Do you not trust me to bring you pleasure?” he asked. “Eventually.” Hades narrowed his eyes. “Oh, darling. How you challenge me.”
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He shifted her body so that she was on her side, back to his chest. One of his arms cradled her neck while the other gripped her breasts, skimmed down her stomach to her thighs. He drew her legs apart, hooking one over his own, spreading her wide.
Hades’s mouth descended on hers, savage in his wish to claim.
She felt euphoric and alive, and she wanted more even as the first vibrating orgasm wrecked her body. “Is this pleasure?” he asked.
When he was fully sheathed, his mouth touched her shoulder, teeth grazing skin, hand continuing to tease her clit until she moaned.
“Is this pleasure?” he asked again as he moved,
“Is this pleasure?” he asked again. She turned her head toward his, gripping the back of his neck. “It is ecstasy.”
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Hades’s pace quickened; one hand kept her leg curled around his own, and the other was at her throat, holding her jaw between his fingers with the lightest pressure—and he held her like that until they came.
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Hades’s head fell into the crook of her neck where he pressed kisses to her skin. “Are you well?” he asked.
“Oh, darling, but I have told you before—for you, I would destroy this world.”
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“Alas,” he said, his voice low. “You are my greatest weakness.”
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His back straightened as he proclaimed, “I’m an oracle.” “Oh fuck,” Hades grumbled. Persephone elbowed him. “If you’ll excuse me,” he said, leaving the kitchen with his bottle of whiskey. Ben leaned across the bar. “I don’t think he likes me.” “Whatever gave you that idea?” Persephone asked, her nose still burning. Ben shrugged a shoulder. “It’s…just a feeling.” There was a long, awkward silence that passed between them,
“Sephy!” The God of Mischief threw his arms around her neck, squeezing her. He inhaled deeply. “You smell like Hades…and sex.” She shoved against the god. “Stop being creepy, Hermes!” The god chuckled and released her, his sparkling gaze shifting to Ben. “Oh, and who is this?” His interest was evident in the peak of his voice. “This is Ben. Sybil’s…” She wasn’t sure how to finish that sentence, but she didn’t need to because no one was listening anyway. Ben was already grinning at the God of Mischief. “Hermes, right?” he asked. “So you’ve heard of me?” Persephone rolled her eyes. He’d asked
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“But…he is the Lord of the Underworld.” “We’re all aware,” Hermes said. “Look at him—he’s the only goth in the room.” Hades glared.
“Since everyone’s here, let’s play a game!” Hermes said. “What’s the game?” Helen asked. “Poker?” “No!” everyone said in unison, eyes shifting to Hades, who glared as if he wished to incinerate them.
“What?” he whined. “This game is difficult for someone my age. I’ve done everything.” Then Leuce cleared her throat, and his eyes widened as he realized what he had done. “Oh,” he said. “Oh.”
“If that is true, I will happily rectify the situation.”
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“Oh,” Hermes teased. “Someone’s getting fucked tonight.”
“You had to know your actions would ignite me.” His voice was raw and rough,
His body was rigid, a force barely contained. “When have I left you wanting?”
“Will you not answer?” He lifted his hand to her throat—not squeezing but forcing her gaze to his.
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Hades’s hand was still at her throat, and then he leaned forward, his tongue pressed lightly against her ear. “Shall I leave no doubt in their minds that I can make you come?” He lifted her skirt and tore at her lace underwear.
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“Your point?” he asked as he lifted her off the floor, leveraging her weight against the door. His movements were controlled but rough—a peek at the violence awake beneath his skin.
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Then there was a knock on the door. “I hate to interrupt whatever’s going on in there,” Hermes said.
“Not now,” Hades growled, his head resting in the crook of Persephone’s neck. His body was hard and rigid. She recognized it for what it was—an attempt at self-control. It was a trait she wished he’d abandon. She turned her head toward his, tongue grazing his ear, then her teeth. Hades inhaled; his hands squeezed her ass.
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“Okay, first, it’s rude to have sex in other people’s bathrooms,” Hermes said. “Second, it’s about the weather.”
Hades groaned and then growled. “A moment, Hermes.”
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“Do not fret, my darling. You shall come for me tonight.”
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Antoni coughed, and it sounded like he was trying to cover a laugh.
Persephone sighed and teleported to Hecate’s grove, only to find the goddess engaged in battle with a tiny, fluffy black puppy that had the hem of her crimson gown clasped between its teeth. “Nefeli! Release me at once!” Hecate shouted. The pup growled and pulled harder. Persephone giggled, her earlier frustrations suddenly gone, replaced by amusement at seeing the Goddess of Witchcraft gripping her skirts in an attempt to free herself from such a small, delicate creature. “Persephone, don’t just stand there! Save me from this…monster!”
“Hecate, please don’t tell me this was a human.” It wouldn’t be the first time. Hecate had turned a witch named Gale into a polecat she now kept as a pet in the Underworld. “Okay, then I won’t,” she replied.
“How does it taste?”
When he released her, he made a deep sound in the back of his throat and his voice rumbled as he spoke. “Exquisite,” he said. “But I have tasted divinity and there is nothing sweeter.”
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“I ache for you,” he said against her mouth. His hands skimmed down her body, one hand squeezed her ass, and the other pressed against the silk of her dressing gown to stroke her damp center through the fabric.
Hades broke the kiss and Persephone hissed as he moved to press his erection into the warmth of her body. “Let’s play a game,” he said.
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