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October 30 - November 2, 2025
“Your mother kept you secret for many reasons. You are aware of one—your eventual marriage to Hades—but Demeter was hiding long before you arrived. She was raped.” Persephone felt like her throat was raw as she swallowed this knowledge. “What?” “Poseidon tricked her—luring her to him in the form of a horse, then attacked her. That was the beginning of her hatred for the other Olympians. It continued after she went to Zeus, begging that he punish his brother, yet he refused.
“What else?” he asked, voice low and husky.
Hades groaned, his fingers digging into her thighs. “Yes,” he hissed
“Fuck.” Hades’s curse was low and breathless. She leaned forward and kissed him, devoured him, drowned in him.
Hades sat up, gripped her neck and her back, and helped her slide along his cock
“And your cock too, apparently,” Hermes said. They turned to find the God of Mischief standing a few steps away, looking thoroughly amused. He was dressed as if he’d stepped out of antiquity, in gold robes that shimmered in the night and sandals that squeezed his calves. “Hermes,” Hades growled. “I thought interrupting now was probably better than a few minutes ago,” he said. “You were watching?” Persephone asked, torn between feeling angry and embarrassed. “To be fair…you were having sex in the middle of the Underworld,” Hermes pointed out. “And I have thrown you just as far,” Hades said.
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“Well, I didn’t just watch you have sex for nothing,” Hermes said mildly. Persephone rolled her eyes.
“Just one more thing,” he said, lifting his hands, and as he did, a crown appeared. It matched his—all jagged black edges.
“I have a question,” Thales said, grinning, his eyes glinting as he looked at Hades. “How will I die?” “Horribly,” Hades replied. The young man’s face fell. “Hades!” Persephone elbowed him. “Is-is that true?” the man asked. “He is just kidding,” Persephone said. “Aren’t you, Hades?” “No,” he replied, his tone far too serious.
“Oh no,” Hermes muttered. “What?” Persephone asked. “Zeus is going to give a speech. They’re always horrible.”
Hermes leaned over. “Did he just say maiden? As in a virgin? He has to know that isn’t true, right?” “Hermes!” Persephone seethed.
Hades’s jaw ticked and he gritted his teeth. His arms tightened around her;
“You please me,” he said. Their faces were inches apart, and as Persephone’s eyes dipped to Hades’s lips, he closed his mouth over hers. The kiss was savage and demanding and not appropriate, and when he tore away, he spoke. “Enough!” The whole room grew silent, and Persephone’s eyes widened. But then he was kissing her again, his hands grasping low beneath her ass as he drew her legs around his waist, grinding into her so hard, she gasped. “Hades! Everyone can see!” “Smoke and mirrors,” he mumbled as he left her mouth, trailing kisses down her neck and shoulder.
Then he thrust, his fingers digging deep into her skin. “You feel so good,” he said.
“Six,” he said. “I think.” “You…think?” He shrugged. “I don’t use them all.” She folded her arms over her chest. “Anything else you want to tell me?” “At this very moment?” he asked. “No.” “Who manages your estate?” she asked. “Ilias,” Hades replied. “Perhaps I should ask him about your empire.” “You could, but he would tell you nothing.” “I am certain I could persuade him,” she said.
there was a knock on the door behind them. Hades groaned and opened the door. The God of Trickery stood opposite them, grinning. “Dinner wasn’t satisfying enough?” “Shut up, Hermes,” Hades snapped. “I was sent to retrieve you,” he said. “We were just on our way.” “Sure,” he said. “And I am a law-abiding citizen.”
“Why do I get the feeling Zeus does not want Hades and I to wed?” “Probably because he’s a creep,” Hermes replied. “And would rather have you himself.”
“Zeus.” Hades’s voice was dark, a frightening tone she had never heard before in her life. “Hades.” Zeus’s tone matched. “You will not take her from me,” Hades said. “I am king, Hades. Perhaps you need reminding.” “If that is your wish. I am more than happy to be the end of your reign.”
“Marry me,” he said. She laughed. “I already said yes.” “You have, so marry me. Tonight.”
She glared at Hades. “And if I see—or sense—you anywhere near the queen’s suite, I will banish you to Arachne’s Pit.”
“You look beautiful, Sephy,” he said and pulled away. He was still wearing his yellow suit. “You’re the best, Hermes. Truly.” He smiled and brushed his knuckle over the curve of her cheek. “I know.” They laughed,
She started toward him when Lexa tugged her back, taking her bouquet. “Eager, darling?” Hades asked and the crowd laughed. “Always,” she said.
The Goddess of Witchcraft looked to Hades. “I have seen love—all forms and degrees—but there is something dear about this love—the kind you two share. It is desperate and fierce and passionate.” She paused to laugh—and so did everyone behind them. Persephone blushed, but Hades remained passive. “And perhaps it is because I know you, but it is my favorite kind of love to watch. It blossoms and blazes, challenges and teases, hurts and heals. There are no two souls better matched. Apart, you are light and dark, life and death, a beginning and an end. Together, you are a foundation that will weave
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“You may kiss the bride, Hades.” Persephone’s eyes were fastened to Hades as his expression turned thoughtful, almost grim, but Persephone knew it wasn’t because he was upset; it was a mark of how serious he took this moment. A weight settled upon her chest as she realized how long he had waited. While their courtship was a second in his vast life, he had spent most of that alone, yearning for companionship, for love reciprocated, and when their lips met, it would be an end to that vast void. He cupped her face, and she latched on to his wrists, smiling up at him. “I love you,” he said and
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he deepened the kiss. Around them, the souls applauded. “Get a room!” Hermes yelled.

