Asphodel Stories

Persephone and Hades have only met once, but they have been exchanging letters in secret ever since. Now, after nearly a decade, she will finally see him once more at a festival for the gods...but things have gotten complicated. It's not just that the Lady of Spring has fallen for the Lord of the Dead, and that she can't stop writing him love letters she'll never send. It's also her new magic. Growing flowers was simple. Being able to control the life force of anything, just with a simple touch? Not simple at all. When Persephone finally escapes her mother's home and seeks refuge with Hades, she realizes that the truth of her magic is a lot more than she could have ever expected...and that it could topple the gods. Turns out the gods aren't all that popular in the mortal realm anymore. Persephone's powers are in high demand, and mortal men will stop at nothing to use her against the gods. With Demeter starving the mortal realms and the King of the Gods on a rampage, it's up to Persephone and Hades to save the gods...or die trying. Updates every Friday.

Just a collection of poetry that I write. Yes, it's just another collection of poetry written by another angsty teenager. Sorry I'm not a professional and I don't have as much life experience, but I really don't care. I'm just going to write. I could say that I'm not like other teens, I could say I'm better than them when it comes to the drama and foolishness. That could be true. But, it also may not be. You can decide for your own, but it really doesn't matter. I write just to write. Just like how I dance. This is the first thing I've posted on here, so please try to restrain any hate mail or what ever things you might want to say if you have any problems with it. If you don't like it, don't read it. If you have a problem, please talk to me about it and I'll fix it. Poetry is something I love, and though I prefer reading it, I can't help but try writing it myself. Oh, and I'll try my best to keep any whiney, stupid poems about silly affections and such. Don't worry.

People, humans, always ask me, "Where's your home?" I answer, "Asphodel Fields." Where I have never stayed long, for my heart sought the world of humans. But, I am the Death Wielder, the Soul Guide to the Underworld. And my soul is forever chained to the Underworld. + Until I meet him. + "Hey, what's your name?" His brown locks bouncing happily. "Asphodel, the Death Wielder." + "Delly, why are your hands always so cold, they're like ice!" He cups my hands in his, blowing on them warmly, warming straight into my heart. "Because I am bred from rocks in the Olympic Moutain." + "Please, hold my hands, and never let go." + Started on: 05/10/2020?

If Oscar can assassinate Edward--heir to the wealthy and prestigious Blackwood family--within the time limit, he'll be crowned the new heir. Dreams are expensive things, and Oscar knows that very well. To Edward, Oscar is the new hall boy and his new best friend--one he admires so much that he discards all etiquette rules befitting one of his status. But as he's forced to inherit the dirty secrets of the Blackwood family and is faced with the threat of Fallen, his kindness dwindles. For Alan, Oscar is his savior and everything an older brother should be. Until he realizes Oscar isn't. But when Alan is killed, he regains his memories as an angel sent to protect a certain Artifact in the Blackwood family's hands. There's just one other thing: Oscar is the human incarnation of his old friend, Kamael. And he'll do anything to bring Kamael back. Faded Origins is a multi-perspective story that follows orphan brothers Oscar and Alan, and Edward Blackwood in 19th-century London, as a sinister plot to overthrow the powerful and dangerous Blackwood family entangles with a centuries old war between Angels and Fallen, one that will bring the apocalypse for the fourth time in human history. What drives a human to seek their own demise? What drives an angel to choose to Fall?

"Why are you so in love with a girl who hates you?" _______ Highest Ranking: #10 in Asphodel 9/20/20

Asphodel and Vass's relationship deteriorates further.

In order to leave their grueling job of sorting souls, two Hellhounds must journey through the Underworld to find the long-lost crown of Hades. ____ Doggy and Lich are Hellhounds with the power to sniff out good and evil, herding souls into their proper districts of the Underworld. It's a grueling, unrewarding job, but someone has to do it. When the unlikely duo stumbles upon a scavenger hunt leading to the long-lost crown of Hades, they see an opportunity to put their old lives behind them. Problem is, between fending off crazy Angels and bargaining with the dead, it's going to be harder than they thought.

Just a short story about consequences of decisions.

Asphodel finds a friend on the journey.

From mafias to tyrants to victors and villains, this story follows Violet as she discovers truths she never wanted to know. Will she end up the heroine or the criminal? *****Based off and inspired by Trust Me Not (Hero n' Villain Duet) by Natalie Chavez. https://open.spotify.com/track/0Cmmomkfks4dgl6wtRajbX?si=9b1ed15267344182

My name is Andromeda Daniels. Yes, I am aware that my name is... well, unique. My mom, being a literature teacher, decided to name me after the Ethiopian princess in the Greek legend of Perseus. She was the original "damsel in distress", and for some reason, my mom thought that would be appropriate to name her only daughter. In the story, Andromeda was tied up as an offering, but she was so beautiful that as soon as Perseus saw her, he rushed in to save her from a sea monster. The irony in this is that no one ever notices my existence. They never take a second glance at me. This is most likely due to the fact that I've never been considered pretty, or sporty, or talented in any way. I've always been that smart girl in the corner. Well, somewhat smart. I figured it'd stay that way for the rest of my high school life. Boy, was I wrong. "Don't worry, Andromeda," he said with a huge smirk on his face. "I'll be your Perseus." ~ Now, Andromeda must face many changes in her once secure life--the hardest being her moving from the beautiful island of Hawaii, to the vast Napa Valley. Can she leave her old life and accept this new one? Myths and legends are things that Andromeda considers herself an expert in. Thrown into this new environment, she starts making connections between the characters of those stories, to the people in hers. Will she become the "Andromeda" that she's only ever read about? And in all this, who will be her Perseus? Will it be the musically inclined, Orpheus? The athletically gifted, Adonis? The absolutely conceited, Narcissus? Or will Perseus himself finally be revealed to her? But one thing is certain: Saving Andromeda is going to be harder than anyone thought.

Isolation can be devastating. But love...can destroy everything around you. For Persephone, isolation is being kept under the suffocating gaze of her mother, treated like a child and forbidden from interaction with her own kind or the mortal people under her care. For Hades, isolation is a deadly gift, a silent and lifeless kingdom that he alone rules -- and that cuts him off from all that he would consider family. But when the winds of chance throw two love-starved souls together, it heralds the end of the universe as they know it.... #1 in HadesxPersephone (09/18/22) #2 in Persephone (09/27/22)

Fate doesn't make mistakes.

This is Chapter 13 of The Wolf Pack. Here Asphodel falls foul of the Great Father in the temple.

Not all demigod children make it safely to Camp Half-Blood. Even after Percy made the gods promise to claim all their children, there are still forgotten half-bloods trying to survive through the night.

THIS IS FANFICTION! I ONLY OWN THE GIRL, THE PLOT, AND SOME OTHER OCS! THIS IS A FANFICTION OF Famine by Laura Thalassa! Locked in a titanium cage, the Horseman of Famine thought he'd seen every cruelty humanity could invent-until the scientists brought in a baby. Not as a sacrifice. Not as mercy. But as an experiment. They drain his blood, inject it into her tiny veins, and wait to see if the end of the world can be reborn in something so small. But power like his doesn't obey cages or clipboards. It corrupts. It binds. And as the child's cries twist into something more, Famine realizes the truth: she isn't their weapon. She's his. Now the question isn't whether the scientists can control what they've created. It's whether anyone can survive it. #12 in Asphodel #4 in horsemanoftheapocolypse

Have fun and enjoy this short short short story Art made by my dear girlfriend Luna

There are no words worth speaking, and death is just inevitable silence. I've inherited more money than I'll ever need, but for some reason it's inappropriate to resign oneself to spinsterhood after only one season. I'd put up a fight, but it seems a waste of breath when my quietness is a very effective deterrent.