Her Past, His Future.
  • Reads 18,447
  • Votes 643
  • Parts 18
  • Time 1h 58m
  • Reads 18,447
  • Votes 643
  • Parts 18
  • Time 1h 58m
Ongoing, First published Sep 17, 2019
Mature
A Kratos x Rhea (OC) Fanfic!
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Death of his younger brother Deimos, the death of his wife Lysandra, the death of his daughter Calliope, the death of his second wife Laufey (or as he called, Faye). All of this piled on his shoulders, however, he knew he could never cave, he had a son to look after. There is one thing he swore, however. This promise was to himself, to never love a woman again. Why? He believed he was the cause of all of his lover's deaths, which in some prospective, his first wife's death was his fault but he was tricked into it. With this knowledge, he didn't want to let any more near him. Plus, his main goal was the make sure his son survived. That's all that mattered. Right?
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Her Past, His Future. to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
To Be A God (God of War Story) by Sollunar_Eclipse
32 parts Ongoing
"Mother!" I called out, hoping for an answer. The screams of my people filled my ears. I felt tears go down my face as I begged for her answer. "Calliope! Big sister!" I cried, racing to the temple where I last saw them. Suddenly, I heard the chains of my father's weapon rattle. "Father!" I screamed, racing to the entrance of the temple and my eyes widened as I saw the horrific sight: bodies of the monks I used to play around with were slain and I saw as the hand of my mother's fall onto the stone ground. My big sister's limply looking leg was barely visible from the entrance. My eyes widened as I realized what had happened. I stared as the culprit began to mourn them and I glanced at my father's weapon, soaked in the blood of his victims. I was in shock, unable to speak, afraid that my father may kill me just like he did Mother and Calliope. I slowly backed away and threw down the necklace that father had crafted for me for that was no longer my father but a merciless murderer with a cold heart. Kratos. ******************************* My name is Adoni of Sparta, daughter of the Spartan General Kratos and the beautiful and strong Lyssandra. I had a sister named Calliope but... They're gone. My father killed them, traumatizing his other daughter as she ran away from the scene, afraid of her father, afraid that he may kill her in cold blood. Luckily, I was saved by the gods and goddess of my home, who have molded me into a strong, beautiful, fearless, intelligent and talented warrior woman. One who is perfect to take revenge on her father. Strong enough to kill him if needed but intelligent enough to get the answer to the question I desired to ask him: "Why did he kill our family?" #1 Ranking in #Sparta
Divine Existence - Percy Jackson by SilvertongueScribe
6 parts Ongoing Mature
In a whirlwind of Wars, Prophecies, and Destines, a group of children fight to survive a single day at a time. In the eye of the hurricane, stands the only Daughter of Hestia, and a son of Poseidon. Will they be able to survive it all, or will they simply become another Greek Tragedy? Or when, Icarus falls in love with the Sun, for the final time. *✧・゚: *✧・゚: Percy Jackson x FemOC (The Lighting Thief - The Last Olympian) (Book 1 of 3 in the Divine Series) Started: 12/24/2023 Ended: In Progress *✧・゚: *✧・゚: Icaria Kane's body was exhausted. She had pushed herself past her breaking point, and still continued on as if nothing was wrong. The demigod knew if she allowed herself time to take even a moment, her soul would physically crack in two. Now was not the time for weakness, if anything, she had to be stronger. She knew the other girls would mumble about her, but Icaria wouldn't listen to them. She refused to watch someone she loved fall at the hands of Thanatos again. If need be, she would offer herself to him in place. Yet, there was someone who noticed the young girl breaking apart. She could see the bags grow darker, and watched as Icaria began to eat less and less. It was the same someone who had saved Icaria all those years ago. And the goddess refused to watch that someone suffer any longer. The goddess, Artemis, stepped out of her tent in the early morning light. All of her girls were getting rest, taking the opportunity to relax with the very few days of peace they had left. All except one. In the distance, the goddess could hear the distinct sound of metal striking against wood. She took quiet steps, and watched Icaria Kane from a distance. The girl breathed heavily, her body slumped from exhaustion. "Icaria?" Artemis asked, stepping through the early morning fog. "Why do you cry?" The demigods body tightened, urging the tears to stop falling. She turned her body away from her goddess, clutching Hearth in her hands.
The King's Possession -- Book Two: Water by HowlingJane
22 parts Complete Mature
(COMPLETED) The second novel of the Underworld Series! Can be read separately. For a mature audience! ______ "I'm doing this because you're mine. Not in a way of buying you, but because your heart belongs to me! I'm doing this to make sure you are safe. Not to own you like a slave. But to own you as mine. My own heart and love," he whispered, looking down at me with large eyes. I sobbed into my hands, my knees coming up to my chest as I laid there. I had no desire to move, no hope of running. I had lost... officially I had lost. All of my freedom was now gone. "My King... I've only witness to one other instance where an Eenack had cried like this." I heard the man with the scar speak. "Eenack Warriors are taught from a young age to not show pain, emotion, or give away their feelings. Especially female." "What does this signify then?" Kratos asked as he lifted me up. I no longer fought, the cuffs held me in place from the foreign weight. He held me close to him, his lips kissing the top of my head. I felt none of it, for all I felt was my pain and agony. I cried, my body shaking as the next words were spoken. None could be more true. "You've broken her, Sire. You've broken her spirit. And that, my Lord, is the fatal move of a blade into their heart." he whispered. ____ After being taken away from her family and home in the water lands of the far off floating lands, Vixas was sold to the pleasure house. With things finally turning her way after years of fighting and pleasuring strangers, she soon finds herself in a position that she cannot control. She was to be sold to King Kratos, king of the glass sea and all it's inhabitance.
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
To Be A God (God of War Story) cover
The King With Blood On His Name {COMPLETED}  cover
Black pearl | Thomas Riddle | Remus Lupin cover
Divine Existence - Percy Jackson cover
The First Goddess, Alexis - Kronos's First Born cover
Epiphania (Boyxboy) cover
Wolfe - Darcy & Dublin's Beginnings cover
The King's Possession -- Book Two: Water cover
A Journey through the MCU (an MCU X Male reader) cover
Behind the Mask | Mattheo Riddle cover

To Be A God (God of War Story)

32 parts Ongoing

"Mother!" I called out, hoping for an answer. The screams of my people filled my ears. I felt tears go down my face as I begged for her answer. "Calliope! Big sister!" I cried, racing to the temple where I last saw them. Suddenly, I heard the chains of my father's weapon rattle. "Father!" I screamed, racing to the entrance of the temple and my eyes widened as I saw the horrific sight: bodies of the monks I used to play around with were slain and I saw as the hand of my mother's fall onto the stone ground. My big sister's limply looking leg was barely visible from the entrance. My eyes widened as I realized what had happened. I stared as the culprit began to mourn them and I glanced at my father's weapon, soaked in the blood of his victims. I was in shock, unable to speak, afraid that my father may kill me just like he did Mother and Calliope. I slowly backed away and threw down the necklace that father had crafted for me for that was no longer my father but a merciless murderer with a cold heart. Kratos. ******************************* My name is Adoni of Sparta, daughter of the Spartan General Kratos and the beautiful and strong Lyssandra. I had a sister named Calliope but... They're gone. My father killed them, traumatizing his other daughter as she ran away from the scene, afraid of her father, afraid that he may kill her in cold blood. Luckily, I was saved by the gods and goddess of my home, who have molded me into a strong, beautiful, fearless, intelligent and talented warrior woman. One who is perfect to take revenge on her father. Strong enough to kill him if needed but intelligent enough to get the answer to the question I desired to ask him: "Why did he kill our family?" #1 Ranking in #Sparta