Ah, so she had finally decided to show up.
"Darling Iris," The first woman began, "so good to see you. Quite alive and well, I might add."
"Aphrodite." The second replied venomously, "I'm going to kill you."
The goddess spread her hands, "Any day now love. My plan is ready-is yours? You're a bit late."
"I'm not going to let you do this." Iris hissed, "I'm not going to let you do this to my brother. I won't let you use him as part of some old pissing match."
"Ah," Aphrodite raised eyebrow coyly, "you act as though you, or Phoenyx, has a choice."
"He does have a choice!" Iris snarled.
"Oh no, he doesn't." Aphrodite chuckled, "You don't seem to understand Iris. You may be his one true heart-but he'll never be yours."
"You aren't going to win this!"
"Oh, but I am." The goddess of love replied, "And do you know why?"
Iris glared at her.
"Because Phoenyx belongs to me."

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Psyche
ParanormalAugust Park: she's a girl with nightmares, immature parents, and attitude. Forget that gingers have no souls; what about red heads? She has her high school's "Cool & Spicy" persona, but on the inside, she's suffering. Something is wrong with her. Ph...