*Aphrodite* TRIGGER WARNING: S/A “So you’re telling me, you lost the boy and didn’t think to tell me about that? You royally fucked up, and you didn’t bother to tell me?” I was seething. We couldn’t let those goody two shoes get everything they ever wanted. Hades rubbed the bridge of his nose as if I was the one who screwed the pooch.  “She found him and got him out. You lost her. So really, who fucked up here? You trusted Lyssandra to keep everything under control. Next time you need something done, do it your damn self. Or are you so scared of Zeus that you wouldn’t dare?” His eyes had an evil glint in them. I simply wanted to be the most powerful being in the universe. Thwarting Selene and making sure she fell to despair would be the way to do that. Chaos didn’t go for weaklings. 

*Past Life Aphrodite*Trigger warning: Nonconsensual Sexual ActivityHis eyes softened and I realized I had him. I moved up to his legs, my hands, moving upwards as I knelt in front of him. My eyes widened as I felt his member. It wasn’t even hard and it was about the same size as Zeus’. My mouth watered and my flower started to perfume the area. If I could get him to fall for me, even under the pretense of pretending to be her, I might get out of this alive. I looked back at Zeus and winked at him. He was already starting to stroke his dick like the pervert he was. I pulled Hep’s pants down, springing his cock free, my hands starting to skillfully stroke him. I dug through my memory trying to remember how the girl’s voice sounded, adjusting to pull him into a fantasy. I pushed him back to sit in the chair that was behind him, my mouth kissing up his length, moaning softly, trying to make him think he was feeling her. “Elli…” He softly moaned, grabbing my hair. I started to lick the

*Elentari* The next few weeks flew by. It was almost as if Aphrodite never showed up in front of us. Selene was taking a lot of time for us to train in  our gym space while Aran joined us sometimes. We were working really  hard on hand to hand combat, sparring and getting up to physical shape needed, just in case. Lily and Eliza seemed to be becoming better friends while Stacie seemed to be shunned by her female mate. Aran was almost  always in a state of conflict because of this. We talked often about the girls and the issues  going on. I told him I wasn’t  the greatest to get advice from as I’m far from unbiased. I knew Stacie deserved  him and Eliza seemed to be a status grubberto me. I didn’t like her. She was also denying part of herself and seemed to be trying to create a hierarchy in their mate  bond. Little did

*Aranelda*My sister has grown close with both of my mates in the last few months. We’ve taken our time to get to know each other two. She really is the spitting image of me in female form, at least personality wise. Training it always interesting. Eliza seems to fawn over me like I’m a trophy to be won while Stacie is more reserved. Stacie seems to know her worth, which I appreciate. I was drawn to her first, even though she’s not yet of age. She will be 18 in a couple months. We’ve been in the castle for almost a year. I still can’t believe. So much time has gone by. Elli and I finished up training for the day when Hephaestus showed up with a blown glass rose for her. I was slightly jealous at the way their relationship was flourishing. They didn’t have to worry about another person to keep happy. It was just to the two of them. I complained to Helios about it every once in a while saying how it was unfair. His only comment to the situation I found quite lewd. He always told me I g

*Stacie* She rejected me. Eliza rejected me. I had done nothing wrong, I had been patient, caving to everything she needed or could have possibly wanted and she rejected me. The pain was horrific. I let out a scream, but I would not cry. I would not let her have the satisfaction. She made a choice. A very clear choice and I was not about to allow her to break me.  “I, Stacie MaComb, reject you, Eliza Bronzetail, as my mate and life partner.” I wasn’t about to accept her rejection. But I wasn’t going to spare her the pain either. She wanted this, she was going to get it, and it was going to be done my way. It was her turn to crumple on the floor screaming in pain. I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I knew what this looked like, but I was going to trust in Aranelda. He was my Rane. He would know the truth, wouldn’t he?