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October 30 - November 2, 2025
As she passed Hades, she added, “Lord Hades, you are most unwelcome.” He rolled his eyes but fell into step beside Persephone.
He shifted his arm, cradling her head in the bend of his elbow while the other went to her face.
Her eyes fluttered open to find Hades gazing at her tenderly, as if he were realizing his love for her all over again. “What was that for?” she asked, breathless. “You defended me to Aphrodite,” he said.
🥺🫠
☠️🥹💘🌸
“Whatever you’re about to do, stop,” Hecate said, appearing in the room, her hand covering her eyes.
“Shall we undress before she opens her eyes?” Hades asked, gazing down at Persephone. Hecate dropped her hand and glared.
☠️😏😈🧝🏻♀️😠
“Come. We don’t have much time to get you ready.” “And me?” Hades said. “What shall I wear to this party?” Hecate looked over her shoulder. “You only have two outfits, Hades. Choose one.”
There is darkness within you. Anger, fear, resentment. If you do not free yourself first, no one else can.
🌸🧠
“This darkness is not the same. This darkness is toil and trauma, grief and loss. It is the darkness that will make you Queen of the Underworld.” Then Hecate leaned forward, holding Persephone’s lithe shoulders between her hands, settling her chin upon her shoulder. “Look long at yourself, my love, but do not fear the change.”
🧝🏻♀️💘🌸
“I thought of it because you like picnics,” Yuri said, and beside her, Hecate snorted. Persephone arched a brow at the goddess. “What? I do like picnics.” “You like picnics alone. With Hades. You like Hades,” Hecate said.
This is power, she thought as her body flushed and fluttered with a chaotic tangle of emotion—the passion and pain of loving someone more than the air in her lungs and the glimmer of stars in the night sky.
🌸💘☠️
For a second, Persephone and Hades remained in place, eyes locked. Then a predatory grin crossed the god’s face,
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😏👹😈
“What did you trade for your ability to have children?”
“I gave a mortal woman divinity,” he answered.
☠️📜
“Do you know the difference?” he asked. “Between my touch and his?” She swallowed and answered honestly. “When I am awake.” He paused a long moment before asking, “Can I touch you now?” “You don’t have to ask,” she answered, and Hades’s jaw tightened. “I wish to,” he said. “In case you aren’t ready.”
🥺💔😫
☠️🥺💔😔🌸❤️🩹😖
There was something completely feral about him—as if he’d been able to drown his humanity in the depths of his darkness and all that remained was a monster. This is a battle god, she thought.
🫠🫦🤤
☠️👿😤👹💀✨👑🏞️
“I was raped,” Lara hissed in a barely there whisper. “By Zeus.”
📜☕️⚡️
Hera was a prime example—deceived and raped by Zeus, she was so ashamed, she agreed to marry him. As his queen, even her role as Goddess of Marriage had become Zeus’s.
📜🦚⚡️
“How could I forget?” Hermes asked. “When there’s a raging ice storm outside to remind me?” Sybil elbowed the god. “Ouch!” He glared at her. “Watch it, oracle.”
“Excuse me—” A man approached their table, cellphone in hand. He was middle-aged and wore gray slacks and a white shirt. Hermes whipped his head around. “No,” he said, and the mortal’s mouth snapped close. “Leave.”
Hermes left them outside Ambrosia & Nectar, giving each of them a peck on the cheek, even Zofie, who was too shocked to react at first, then she tried to shank him.
“Well, I’m off,” he said. “I have a date with a goat man. Let’s go out soon.” Once he vanished, Persephone, Sybil, and Zofie exchanged a look. “Goat man?” they all asked in unison.
“Your mother wants to fuck with us,” he said. “Then we shall fuck with her.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹
“Oh, darling,” Hades replied. “I am far too depraved for that.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹
“Leave,” he said again. “Or be witness—and complicit—in the desecration of this temple.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️👿😤👹💀✨👑🏞️>>🌾
In the silence, Hades turned to her. “Let me make love to you.”
“I’m furious,” he hissed as his hand dug into the base of her skull
His lips moved to her jaw and then her ear as he breathed, “And you haven’t said no.”
When he pulled away, his lips glistened with her desire and he smiled wickedly. “You are wet for me.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹🤤🫦👅
“Always,” he repeated. “Even at the sight of me?” She nodded and Hades licked his lips. “Do you want to know how I feel when I see you?” he asked,
“When I see you, I cannot help but think of you like this,” he said, his voice a sultry whisper against her skin as his lips continued up her thigh. “Bare. Beautiful. Drenched.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹🤤🫦👅
The corner of his mouth lifted, and then he descended, mouth covering her clit.
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹🤤🫦👅
She moaned and met his fiery gaze. As soon as she did, he jerked on her hips, hands digging into her ass, and then he was inside her, fingers curling deep,
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈🫦👅👹
Hades groaned. “Do you wish to take me in your mouth?” he asked.
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹
“Always,” she said, sitting up. He shuddered and closed his eyes. “That word.” “What’s wrong with that word?” “Nothing,” he said and took her place upon the floor, one hand behind his head. “It’s…perfect.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈🫦🫠👹💘🌸
Persephone wrapped her hand around Hades’s cock, licked him once, and then took him into her mouth. His hand tightened into her hair, and he hissed,
He guided her to her back, moving to grasp his cock as he pressed it into her slick folds, teasing her entrance and her clit.
He offered a breathy laugh. “What did I promise, my darling?” He bent to kiss her neck, and his teeth grazed her ear.
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹🫦
“That was no promise,” he said. “It was a vow.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹🫦💘🌸
Then he withdrew and bent his head between her thighs, mouth descending upon her once more before he shoved into her again,
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹🤤🫦👅
“Don’t you have methods for extracting information?” she asked, arching a brow. Hades chuckled. “Eager for blood, darling?”
🌸🧐☠️😏
“Trust, darling, by the time Theseus comes to the Underworld, it will be I who escorts him straight to Tartarus.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️👿😤👹💀✨👑🏞️>>☔️
“I just…wondered why you did not side with the Titans,” Persephone said. “Since you are one of them.” “Being one of them does not mean I agree with them,” Hecate said,
📜🧝🏻♀️
For once, since her powers had awakened, they did not feel so far away. “Yes, my dear,” Hecate hissed, and Persephone met the goddess’s dark gaze. “You understand now because you can feel it. It isn’t about summoning power. It is about becoming it.”
🧝🏻♀️😈👹💪🏻✨💘🌸💪🏻✨
Hecate offered a sad smile. “Oh, my dear. I can make you regret that we were ever friends.”
🧝🏻♀️👹😈💪🏻✨
“Persephone,” Hades said, pulling one hand out of his pocket to gesture toward the god. “This is Hypnos, God of Sleep. He is Thanatos’s brother. They are nothing alike.” Hypnos glared. “She would have figured that out on her own. You didn’t have to tell her.”
😵💫🦬
“Twice,” Hades emphasized. Hypnos glanced
“You should be practicing on fucking…flowers. Not yourself. What did she have you do?”
He slapped the deck and claimed the cards—a winner. Persephone glared. “You cheated!” she accused. Hades chuckled. “A loser’s claim.”
🌸🤨☠️😏
Then he stood, loosening his tie and cuff links.
“No. My fantasy is the chase. I am going to hunt you, and when I find you, I will bury myself so far inside you, the only thing you’ll be able to say is my name.”
🫠🫦🤤
☠️😈😏👹
