Cerethia opened her eyes from her slumber. The cave was flooded with light, and the sand beneath her toes was beginning to feel warm. She stretched and looked into the puddle of water that served as a mirror. She assumed the figure of a nine year old girl, with curly blonde hair and tan skin. Her purple eyes stayed the same. She left the cave and walked to a playground near the beach. She sat on a swing and closed her eyes, pumping her legs back and forth. Soon the playground filled with the laughter of children, and she opened her eyes. Children were all over the playground, sliding down the slide, swinging on the other swings, digging in the sandbox. She slowly stopped and walked over to the park bench, once again looking at the children. She closed her eyes and say down, just savoring the sounds of laughter, of innocence, of children. She got up and walked back to the cave. She changed her looks, this time a green haired girl with tan skin, and the always purple eyes. She walked up to a club and flashed the bouncer a smile, slipping inside. She immediately walked up to the bar and sat down. The bartender came up to her and she shook her head. She looked at the dance floor, once again searching for a man fitting to her tastes. She saw a blonde man with her back to him. He turned around and she winced. His nose was much to big. Another man with brown hair looked like a potential candidate, but his ears were huge. Finally she saw a man down on the other side of the bar. He had black hair and stunning blue eyes. She got up and walked over to him.
"What can I get ya" asked the bartender when she sat down.
"I'll have an Irish Trashcan" she said.
"That's pretty strong" says the bartender doubtfully.
"I've had stronger" she says.
"A woman who can hold her liquor" says the man next to her. "That's pretty impressive."
"I'm a pretty strong woman" she says.
Her drink comes and she takes a sip.
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She ended up on the dance floor, grinding against the man whose name she learned was Jake. She laughed, and could tell that he was drunk. He took her hand and they left the club, walking back to his place. As soon as the door closed she pressed her lips to his. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They made their way to the bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes behind them.
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The Forgotten Goddess
FanfictionCerethia is a goddess. A Greek goddess to be exact. The sixth Olympian child of Kronos and Rhea. When she was born Rhea saw something in her eyes, and could not bear to let her youngest go. So Kronos was told the youngest one died in womb, and Ceret...
