"I am only my own- half blooming creation, half blazing hellfire." Some romances are legendary. <<A retelling of the myth of Hades and Persephone>>

As Persephone lay in the cool grass the shade offered her, a chill crept across her body. She wondered if invoking his name would really bring her estranged husband to her as Demeter feared. She was still, her cheek on the ground, her hand pressed into the dirt, her fingers tapping the ground. "Hades..." she whispered. "My king..." All RIGHTS goes to The Super Sass of Fanfic.net https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12951197/1/Sundown

We all know the story. Meg sells her soul to Hades to save her boyfriend's life just to have him leave her for another woman. And then comes the boy wonder Hercules who whisks her off her feet, renewing her faith in the male species. But what if...she chose Hades instead?

"Why you don't wear bride gown?" Hades asked, and looked at her. "I don't want to marry." She resisted. "Ok. That's good." He said and moved up to her. "We should go bed room now. Don't waste time." "No. No!" She moved back from him. Persephone was frightened. Hades was tall and big. When he was close, she felt herself smaller. Her head was as tall as his shoulder. When they got closer, she was terrified. "I give you one more chance." Hades looked at her. "Will you marry me?" "Ummm I...." Persephone was speechless. "If not...." He moved up to her and held her to his arm. "Let's go bedroom." "I do. I will marry you" Persephone replied. She was afraid that he would do something more.

We met, we fell in love. Everything was perfect, simple but then everything changed. Derek wasn't the man I thought he was but the son of a Greek God. Who would have thought the Greek Gods were real. I was human, weak, what could possibly go wrong?

Pandeia, the daughter of Selene and Zeus, lived happily in her mothers realm. She was loved by all, even Ares, who didn't like anyone at all. She was kind as she was fierce and had knowledge beyond her years, but no one could ever tell her about the place that interested her the most; the underworld. So when Persephone and Hades's wedding was announced, she was excited to finally visit the underworld. Little did she know what the events would lead to. Hades, the gloomy god of the underworld who seeked no wife, was finally forced into a marriage he didn't want nor needed. Little did he know how much this wedding would change his whole life and the underworld. #1 in Hades 30/09/2021, 23/10/2021 #1 in Zeus 30/09/2021 #2 in forbidden 30/09/2021 #2 in Underworld 30/09/2021 #1 in Forbidden 11/10/2021 #1 in Greekmythology 11/10/2021 # 2 in Goddess 23/10/2021 # 1 in Greekgodsandgodesses 23/10/2021 # 1 in Underwold 23/10/2021 # 2 in Mythology

This book is basically based on the Greek story about hades and Kore,but it's more modern.

Persephone has already been kidnapped by Hades, her unwanted and unexpected suitor. Demeter has already cast a famine on all the humans in her grief. Hades struggles to win Persephone over...but perhaps Persephone has always been meant to be with him, and she wasn't an innocent as she was thought she was... Moderate explicit parts. *not finished* "Look, Persephone, you're a reasonable Goddess, more reasonable than most. You have to understand I was not born the Lord of the Underworld. The title was appointed to me because I was the unlucky one. My job is just as important as my brother's jobs. I wasn't selected because of my cruel ways but now because of the way people speak of me and fear me now I am the cruel one whether or not I like it. Do you honesty think it is fair that it should work that way? People take one look at me and assume I'm the devil." Persephone crouches back in her seat. I realize I am standing and seat myself, trying to calm myself. "Do you honestly think that being in charge of the dead and judging them makes me undeserving of love, of a wife? I'm doomed to be exiled down here. I don't even have the sun to keep me warm, Persephone. You're all the sun I have..." *This story is also not meant to be factually accurate, and is simply an interpretation of the story.