A Hades/Persephone retelling. How often do you catch yourself wondering how somebody's touch would feel? How soft their hands would be as they caressed your entire form, how sweet their lips would taste when they descended down to yours, how diabolic the touch would become as the hands would drift lower and lower? Persephone often wondered the same thing. [...] She saw the nymph playfully push the satyr down on the soft grass before straddling him, the sheer fabric of her garment highlighting her graceful movements. She heard her giggling and the satyr's amused growls and her green eyes widened when she saw the satyr's hand wander underneath the nymph's skirt. Perhaps, she should have left the moment she realised what she had stumbled upon. Perhaps, she should have return to her field of lilies and picked some flowers for her mother, Demeter. Perhaps, she should have but she didn't. ❁❁❁ In which the dreadful King of the Underworld steals the daughter of Spring. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

Catina never had a reason to hate her strange appearance. Her golden hair and deep brown eyes- eyes that could be mistaken for red- had never caused her any misfortune. Until one night, the great conqueror arrived- a man who wanted the world for himself and would stop at nothing until it bowed at his feet. Catina's appearance fits that of his tribe's Goddess and he knows that she is the reincarnation of "Mikabellum." Taken suddenly from her home, and cast onto the high podium of deity, Catina finds that the world of richness and beauty is not all as it seems. Her mind soon revolves around a single thought- "think like a goddess." Copyright © 2019 world_joy_ all rights reserved.

2018 • [ A CROOKED TALE, a phantom's whisper, watch it burn, feel it blister. ] • A forest. A hut on chicken's feet. A fence of blood and bone. Before she was Baba Yaga, she was just a girl. Fuelled by spite and hatred for the world around her, Yaga Izeva has always had two faces. A beautiful one, the tailor's girl and a perfect wife, and the other, far darker than anyone could've ever imagined. Because things like that didn't happen in their village - until they did. With the blood of her village on her hands and nowhere to turn to, Yaga runs to the open arms of the forest, where the water runs black and the trees are haunted by ghosts of the past. Power is a pretty thing - before it consumes you. Go to sleep, children. And watch out for Baba Yaga. (cover by @wanderess_4) •1st place Morningtides Awards Winner •Reader's Choice Winner - Best Story Description •Chaos Awards 5 - 2nd Place in Fantasy •Youngblood Awards - 1st place in Fantasy

A great evil has returned to Ophelia. A devil is hell bent on spreading death and chaos. In a large attempt to enact revenge on the people who killed him. He'll hit them where it hurts by destroying the lives of Aria Helion and Harper Collins. Harper is a college student; Aria is a luminary . Two girls, from two different realms should have nothing in common. Yet, this "devil" and the secrets of their origin bind them together. Slowly, they each become overwhelmed by the increasing danger. Aria is forced to venture amongst a dark realm, while Harper tries to deal with her developing psychic powers. Tensions will rise as the threat of war loom over their heads. Will these two girls be able to protect themselves and those around them from the supernatural world? Or will they lose everything to the man lurking in the shadows? ~~ Ophelia is a Paranormal- fantasy NA novel, that centers around African, Greek, Caribbean and Roman Mythology. Please enjoy. ~ ~ ~ © by @j_lovely. cover by @weekender

He's ready and he's coming for you. Copyright © olympis 2016

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

It never bodes well when a prince of Asgard takes an interest in a mortal. Not for Aila. Not when that god is Loki, the infamous father of monsters. To love such a god is as improvident as it is dire. Curse Of Blood: Gods & Monsters is a dark, romantic tale spanning three parts, and weaves together a tapestry of ancient myths and viking lore. It tells the story of Aila, a woman who must overcome the trammels of loss and the vicissitudes of love to emerge as a leader of men; and the mother of werewolves. This is the prequel to Lair of Beasts. Read in any order. Cover designed by @jeaninecroft Copyright © 2016 by Jeanine Croft