Picking Pomegranates

Picking Pomegranates

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Spring Lawrence is a college history student writing a thesis on Greece. Mythology specifically. Curious about her Greek roots, she ventures through the trunk her deceased grandmother left her when she died. What she finds is a gold encrusted pomegranate that warms at her touch. Two seconds later, a very hot and very naked dark haired man appears in her living room floor. Claiming to be the mystic Hades, he swears she is his lost wife, Persephone. Of course she doesn't believe him. He offers her an deal. In exchange for her returning with him to the Underworld for six months, he will help her with her thesis. What Spring doesn't realize is that Hades has every intention of awakening the old goddess that lies dormant inside of her. All he has to get her to do is eat the gold encrusted pomegranate.
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"You can have anything you want," He plucked the ripest for me from the tree. "Everything in my world is yours." With all of my mother's warnings, I had been afraid to eat from his table or drink his wine. These were binding things, and I would starve myself thin before Hades and I were tied together by communion. But in the light of this garden, it didn't seem as dangerous as it had in the dark. "I feel your wanting," he murmured and pressed half a pomegranate into my palm. Being in Hades's underworld for so long threatened to consume me. "Please. I shouldn't," I whispered. "Shouldn't," he repeated. "Why, Persephone? Because it is against the rule of the gods?" "No," I breathed. "If I cross this line, I don't know what will become of me." "Let me show you." ................................ 🥇#1 Retellings 🥇 #1 Kore 🏅#10 Greek

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