Loved By Death; Chapter 17

A/N: R&R!


Her mother had always told Persephone that it was easier to be rational after a good night’s sleep. As Demeter never had followed this advice herself, Persephone hadn’t thought much about it, but she came to realise that her mother had been correct.

I don’t want you to see him.

That was what Hades had said, and the memory of it still infuriated Persephone. She already had one mother trying to decide whom she could be friends with, so she certainly didn’t need another.

But still.

After a good night’s of sleep, Persephone came to realise that Hades’ wasn’t completely irrational. The male gods weren’t exactly known for wanting to be friends with the female ones. When she thought about it, Persephone couldn’t think of a single male and female god who were friends. Well, not counting Apollo and Artemis, but they were twins so it didn’t really count. Besides then they weren’t really friends.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 16

A/N: Yet another chapter. Let me know what you guys think!



Persephone wished that she’d been surprised by how nice it was that her mother had been banished. She felt guilty for the thought, but it didn’t change the fact that she experienced almost complete and utter freedom whenever she was at Mount Olympus. Sure, her mother invited her daily, but scared of being tricked into moving back home, Persephone only accepted her invitation three times a week or so. Demeter took it surprisingly well.

To her surprise, Hermes seemed to genuinely enjoy her company, and often visited her at Mount Olympus – not as often as her mother would have done, thank Zeus, but often enough. Persephone liked his company in return. He provided her with the most scandalous conversation she’d ever heard, and it wasn’t long before Persephone viewed him as a friend. Her first friend really. All the friends of her childhood had been carefully chosen by Demeter, and it hadn’t taken long for Persephone to realise that they would run to her mother with every little secret she told them. She’d stopped telling them rather quickly.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 15

A/N: Okay, I promise you that there will be plenty of PersephoneXHades in the next chapter! Promise!

But until then, you will just have to make due with this! 😀



Persephone found herself unsurprised when she’d learned about her mother’s banishment. Truthfully speaking she actually thought that her mother had gotten off rather easily considering that she’d accused one of the three grand rulers.

At part of Persephone even thought that perhaps her mother had gotten off too easily. It had just been such a horrible thing to do!

Persephone had been so angry that she’d at first even refused to accept Demeter’s invitation for lunch. Her refusal had promptly been met with a second letter, which had brought tears to her eyes. Her mother wrote about the nightmares that she’d suffered when Persephone had been away, she’d written how it hurt her to her very core to see her own daughter turn against her, and she’d written how she would surely wilt away to nothing if she lost Persephone’s love. Persephone had given in and accepted the invitation, which was how she was currently finding herself sitting at the dining table that she remembered from her childhood.

“A bit more fruit, dear?” Demeter asked her kindly, and Persephone nodded willingly, accepting the offered strawberries.

“Thank you, mother,” she said absent-mindedly, unable to stop thinking about her earlier meeting with Hades. It seemed like they had talked for hours about nothing and everything. When he’d learned that she wished that she was more well-read, he’d even suggested some works that he thought she might like. And immediately hereafter offered to lend them to her. But despite the fact that she was so clearly less experienced than him in just about every corner of life, he had still seemed so honestly interested in every opinion that she’d dared to share. It’d been… nice. She still found herself unable to completely forget the kiss they’d shared. That’d been nice too.

The sound of someone knocking forced her out of her daydreaming, and Persephone could only stare at the door in shock. Nobody ever visited here unless invited. Demeter had made sure of that centuries ago.

“Be a dear and open the door, Kore, will you?”

Persephone pulled herself out of her stupor. “Of course mother,” she said automatically and went to the door to find Hermes of all gods on the other side.

“Hermes!” she exclaimed. “Whatever are you doing here?”

Hermes grinned sheepishly at her, looking rather like a small child who’d been caught with his hand still in the cookie jar. “Well, to be completely honest I’ve come to apologise,” he said. “I admit, it’s rather late to do so, and I’ll admit I’ve been rather embarrassed by my own behaviour. Haven’t wanted to face you to say the truth.”

“Embarrassed?” Persephone repeated incomprehensibly, finding it the last word she’d ever connect with the mischievous god.

“Well, yes, apologies don’t come easy to me. I hope you’ll forgive me?”

“Of course,” she answered confusedly. “I just don’t understand what you’re apologising for.”

“Well, you see, I was the one Zeus send in order to bring you home and all. And well, when Hades demanded a last goodbye, I didn’t refuse him. Which I probably should have had. Get what I’m saying? I can’t help but think that if I have, he wouldn’t have had an opportunity to force you to eat the pomegranate, and you’d be free of him forever. So I want to tell you I’m sorry.”

“I… see,” Persephone said slowly, unable to decipher what she was feeling. She supposed that Hermes did have a point, but he couldn’t possibly have known what would happen. Not to mention that seven months underground didn’t seem as awful as it once had. “I forgive you,” she finally said, because she didn’t know what else she could say.

Hermes grinned at her, clearly pleased beyond measure, and Persephone couldn’t help but notice that he had a nice smile. Open and free. Unlike Hades’, which always seemed oddly private and secretive. It wasn’t however Hermes’ smile that made her stomach clench uncomfortably.

“I guess these are overkill then?” Hermes asked jokingly, handing her a bouquet of periwinkles.

“Oh, no – not at all. They were my favourite flowers as a child,” Persephone assured him, accepting them with a kind smile. “I’ll just find some water to put them in.”

“Invite him in,” Demeter’s voice sounded behind her. Persephone gaped at her. She couldn’t in her wildest dreams had imagined Demeter willingly allow a man into her sacred home. And while Persephone was present no less!

“Of course, mother,” she said, turning back to Hermes. “If you want to of course,” she added quickly.

Hermes grinned easily. “No, thank you,” he said. “I’m afraid I must get going. But perhaps you’ll follow me a bit of the way?”

Persephone fidgeted nervously. “I’m afraid that mother won’t allow that,” she admitted embarrassingly. Somehow it was harder to go against Demeter while in her childhood home.

“No, you go along with him,” Demeter said to her great shock.

What?”

“Go with him. It’ll be impolite to just let him travel alone. But take a shawl with you. It’s chilly outside.”

The last comment was so very Demeter that the rest of the sentence seemed even more misplaced than it already was. But perhaps her mother was trying to make up for her earlier accusation against Hades. Persephone had made it clear to her that she was displeased. Yes, that was probably it. Demeter wanted her forgiveness back and was willing to allow her a bit more freedom in return.

Relieved that she once again understood the world, Persephone obediently found a shawl and followed Hermes out the front door.

“I hope I wasn’t disturbing,” Hermes said after a short while.

“No, not at all,” Persephone assured him. “I actually wanted to go for a walk.”

“Well, why didn’t you though?”

Persephone blushed. “Mother wouldn’t allow it,” she admitted. “Not alone at least. And when I’m visiting it’s just kind of easier to… well, you know.”

“Let her get her way?” Hermes grinned. “I imagine so. I suppose there’s a whole lot of things Demeter won’t allow you to do. Fun things as well, I’ll bet.”

“Yes,” Persephone said slowly, beginning to feel suspicious. Did he want something that he supposed that Demeter would be against?

“Such as gossip?” Hermes suggested.

Persephone stopped. “Gossip?”

Hermes nodded. “Demeter has always been very against it,” he told her. “Says that peoples’ lives are private. But gossip is just so very thrilling. Would you like to hear some?”

Persephone hesitated. Demeter had tried to teach her that gossip was only harmful, but Persephone had lived a whole life unable to hear most of the otherwise poorly hid secrets that everybody else seemed to share. She’d always felt outside, hearing about stuff centuries after the other gods. She’d been jealous, and there was something wonderfully scandalous about the idea.

“Yes,” she said. “I do. Do you have any?”

Hermes’ eyes twinkled merrily. “Do I have any?!” he exclaimed, sounding positively insulted. “Why, nobody has as much gossip as me in any of the many worlds! By Zeus, you wouldn’t believe half of what I have to share! Which is ironic because almost half of it is indeed about Zeus! I’ve got scandalous stories that’ll make you blush to your toes!”

“Really?” Persephone asked, unable to mask the excitement in her voice. It was thrilling to have someone letting her in on the secrets. She’d never had someone do that before.

“I swear,” Hermes solemnly promised, before he lowered his voice and told Persephone some of the most scandalous and immoral tales she’d ever heard.

She loved every single one of them.

Loved By Death; Chapter 13

A/N: R&R. And enjoy!


Demeter was angry. And hurt. And frightened. Not since the war had she seen Zeus so furious. Sure, she’d overheard some of his and Hera’s infamous fights, but Zeus was never truly angry with his wife. Not like he currently was with Demeter.

He just didn’t understand! Kore was her daughter! Of course she was going to do anything in her power to make sure that she was safe! And what of it, if that meant lying a little bit? She was sure that she hadn’t accused Hades of anything he hadn’t already done to someone else’s daughter’s, nor anything he hadn’t planned on doing to hers.

But Zeus refused to cooperate! He kept insisting that Hades was indeed quite a catch for a goddess of Kore’s status. A catch?! Just because he had wealth and a throne?! Demeter would rather see her beloved daughter with anyone but the dreaded Lord of the Underworld. Anyone!

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Loved By Death; Chapter 12

Another chapter! Written with a sore throat and a running nose, so I hope you guys will enjoy it! Please like and review. Any ideas for future plot will be welcomed with open arms. 


During the days that followed, Persephone’s mind often turned to her kiss with Hades. She’d never before understood the temptations of the flesh, but now she thought that she might. She still blushed whenever she thought back on the way her body had tingled in the most sinful of ways. It would only have been too easy to lose her senses and surrender herself to the feeling, and Persephone wondered if she would have done just that if her mother hadn’t interrupted them. It was probably good she would never have to find out. If she had found herself in Hades’ bed come morning, she would have regretted it immensely. She didn’t want to sleep with him, though she wasn’t completely adverse to another kiss.

To say that it’d confused her would be quite the understatement.

Another, more pleasing, outcome of the kiss was the changed behaviour of her mother. It wasn’t that Demeter had magically become understanding and empathetic, but she did attempt to keep herself in check.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 11

A/N: I don’t usually like telling a story from two perspectives, but in this case I just couldn’t resist! Hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.



  Hades was a happy, if somewhat confused man.

He had started the day in a foul mood, not yet having entirely recovered from the way in which his wife had quite unceremoniously thrown him out of her chambers. Hades still wasn’t sure what he’d said wrong. They’d been having such a pleasant conversation in one moment and in the next she was clearly dissatisfied with something he’d said or done. He’d heard all the jokes of course, about the impossible workings of a female’s mind, but he hadn’t realised that there was so much truth to it.

So Hades had not started his day in the best mood, and it had only gotten worse when he’d run into Ares, who’d dared to mock him of all things! Not directly, of course, Ares wasn’t stupid enough to do that. But a comment here and a comment there could go a long way. It had started out innocent enough.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 10

A/N: This chapter was very amusing to write, and I hope you guys will also find it amusing to read! Please like or comment! 😉



Demeter wasn’t hard to find. As the goddess of Earth so often did she was spending her time in Persephone’s chamber – without an invitation – and the already enraged goddess became even angrier with the knowledge. Didn’t her mother understand that she had moved out of home for a reason?! How was she supposed to become more independent if Demeter was always, always there!

“Mother!” she hissed as she entered, slamming the door behind her.

“Kore.” Demeter looked reproachfully at her. “I thought I had taught you that you shouldn’t slam the doors like that.”

“You have been spying on me!” Persephone screamed, barely registering her mother’s words.

Demeter sighed. “Kore, now don’t exaggerate so. I’ve been asking someone to keep a eye on you to make sure nothing bad happens to you. It’s hardly spying.”

“That’s exactly what it is!”

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Loved By Death; Chapter 9

A/N: Chapter 9! Yeah! Like, review, and comment any ideas for the story that you may have. Right now I’m basically just winging it (like I did so very often back in school).

Enjoy!



Persephone’s resolution to find Hades and ask him if he ever felt guilty didn’t last long. Of course her mother was right. He was going to guess which answer she preferred and answer her that. His words weren’t trustworthy and so Persephone was forced to find a different way to learn if her husband ever regretted marrying her or not.

For many days she kept changing her mind on whether or not she wanted to hide out in her chambers or wander the halls in the hope of running into Hades and simply improvise after that.

As the days went by she started to feel uncomfortable whenever she left her chambers. She felt watched and often the thought made return to her chambers.

Perhaps she was merely being paranoid. She was a daughter of Zeus. Few would dare to truly harm her. In fact, the only ones who could get away with it was her father, her husband and finally Poseidon, though she couldn’t imagine any use he might have of her.

Ultimately the feeling was unpleasant enough that she decided to tell her mother. She knew that Demeter would take even the suggestion of a possible threat to Persephone deadly serious. She was the only one Persephone was sure wouldn’t merely brush her off.

“It’s probably nothing,” Demeter said, proving Persephone entirely wrong.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 8

A/N: Finally, chapter 8! I got up at seven this morning in order to write this, so I surely hope it’s good. I honestly have no idea where I’m going with this, so if anyone has any ideas, feel free to comment any ideas you might have!

Enjoy!



Persephone stared at the wall dully. Her mother was visiting her – again – and Persephone truly wished Demeter would stop coming around so much. Demeter had always demanded a lot of patience to be around, but lately it had been just ridiculous.

For the last three days Demeter had come by her chambers in order to scold her. For three days. The longest three days Persephone had ever gone through. All for talking with Hades.

And so Persephone had spent the last three days listening to what she, Persephone, had apparently told Hades by having a somewhat pleasant conversation with him. According to her mother Persephone had, evidently, practically given Hades permission to rape her.

“I meant nothing of it!” Persephone had protested. “I was merely being polite.”

“For men there is no such thing as merely being polite! Everything but a direct no is an invitation. Honestly, Kore! I really thought I had raised you better than that!” And so Demeter went on.

For three whole days before she finally felt satisfied that Persephone had understood why talking with her husband was so very horrible. On the fourth day Demeter smiled once again and wanted to talk about flowers and gardening and relief filled Persephone. Relief and annoyance.

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Loved By Death; Chapter 7

A/N: Please let me know what you guys think!



When Persephone had been a little girl she had dreamed of what it would be like when she grew old enough to live on her own. She imagined how she would always have bowls of sweets on every table, how she would wear clothes in every colour of the rainbow and how she would be able to stay up for as long as she pleased.

Then, after she’d gotten old enough to realise that Demeter was never going to allow her to move out of her childhood home, her dreams had died a quick, but painful death.

Now, however, they’d resurrected, and for the first time ever Persephone discovered what it felt like to decide things on her own.

She decided when she wanted to sleep, what she wanted to eat, whom she wanted to invite for a visit, and what to do with every second of every day. Well, almost at least.

For the one thing that Persephone hadn’t taken into consideration was her mother.

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