Who Is Rhea In Greek Mythology

She died betrayed by the mate she loved… only to wake on the very day he was meant to destroy her. Freya Lunareth was once the perfect future Luna—loyal, obedient, and hopelessly devoted to Alpha Kaelen Varkor. But love became poison when Kaelen publicly rejected her, humiliated her, and left her to die. Except death was not the end. Given a second chance, Freya returns to the night everything began—with all her memories intact and a vow burning in her soul: This time, she will not break. This time, she will reject him first. But fate has rewritten more than her revenge. When the ancient and feared Lycan King, Eros Draven, arrives unexpectedly, Freya’s defiance awakens something buried deep within her—an impossible power tied to secrets older than kingdoms themselves. Because Freya is no ordinary wolf. She carries a forgotten force. A dangerous past. And a connection to the king that should not exist. As betrayal turns to war, hidden powers awaken, and destiny begins unraveling centuries-old lies, Freya must decide— Will she become the weapon fate created… Or the queen powerful enough to rewrite it? In a world of ruthless Alphas, deadly rogues, and ancient kings, one rejected Luna may become the most dangerous woman alive.

"Do not run, my female. Face my fire. I promise it won't burn you but bring pleasure of... all kinds." He whispers hoarsely his pink tongue sensually caressing his moist plump lower lip, he is hungry for my flesh for my body. "Please let me go." I plead with him a faint whine leaving my lips. He shakes his head in denial a wicked devil's grin on his face. "If you run, I will take it that you want me to hunt you. If I find you after, I will gobble you up." He speaks with a deep aroused growl his eyes keenly studying my ample heaving breasts and my exposed trembling thighs. "Have mercy." I whimper knowing I will be mercilessly eaten by him. "Come here, mate." His tone is innocent as if he promises he wouldn't do anything to me. But I recognise the beast that lurks beneath in disguise just waiting to pounce on his prey and devour it. Deimos opens his arms wide taking a big step forward to capture me and that is all it takes for me to ignore his sinful warning and run. ~~~ Being born an Alpha female came with its own struggles but being mated to a God, the Alpha of Alphas tore me apart to pieces and shoved me into a neverending cycle of pain, betrayal and heartbreak. He wouldn't love me for his soul held a coldness that no heat could melt, his heart unfeeling and empty. He did not understand the true meaning of love or mates and he ruthlessly shattered me with his heartless words and actions yet the cruel beast never let me go for I belonged to him and him alone till death parted us and he made sure I understood that.

“Take off the lenses,” the Alpha King growls, his voice a low vibration that rattles my bones. “Let them see the monster you’ve hidden. Thalia Thorne was born an abomination. In a world where your eyes dictate your destiny—Gold for the rulers, Blue for the servants—Thalia’s void-black eyes marked her as a Cancer: a curse to be erased at birth. For two decades, she played the part of a ghost. She hid in the human cities, survived on silence, and kept her secret behind a pair of gold contacts. But one night of reckless rebellion ends in a bloodbath, leaving two men dead and Thalia in silver chains. Now, she’s been dragged back to the Great North to face Alpha King Rael(A true Gemini, born with golden eyes). She is accused of murdering the King’s brother and practicing forbidden witchcraft. The penalty is death of found guilty, but Rael has a different torture in mind. Especially since he’s a cursed Alpha with no mate for centuries now and he’s been going into rut. But Thalia doesn’t break. Instead, she ignites. As a fated bond snaps into place between the hunter and his prey, a dark prophecy begins to awaken. With the eyes of the kingdom on her and the King’s hands around her throat, Thalia must decide: Will she continue to hide the darkness in her blood, or will she show them why Cancers are the most feared sign of all? First one has to figure out why the throne was built on a lie. And why Thalia Thorne is the gospel truth that will burn it down.

Blood and pain are all she seeks. After losing her loved ones brutally in an unfaithful night. Amphitrite is on the quest of pure blood bath. After learning to be an assassin for ten whole years she becomes THE ULTIMATE ASSASSIN. She is on the quest to find those that took her loved ones away from her. She vows to take them down one by one, until her mission is accomplished. But there's more to her that meets an eye.

I was Apollo’s most devoted follower, the lover he handpicked from a sea of worshippers. With me, he’d always shed his divine arrogance. He was so tender, so attentive. I actually thought he loved me to the bone. Until seven days before our Consort Ceremony, when I used my gift of prophecy to peek into our future together. I expected to see a lifetime of blinding love. Instead, I saw him violently tangled in the sheets with my adopted sister, Cassandra. Wrapped around him, Cassandra giggled. "You're so good to me, my Lord. Thanks to you, I'll finally get my sister's Sight and take her place as High Priestess." And Apollo—my god, my lover—smiled down at her with pure adoration. "Whatever makes you happy, little bird. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have played pretend for this long, let alone allow her to become a god's consort." In that split second, my heart turned to ash. My faith shattered into a million pieces. With seven days left until the ceremony, I didn't confront them. Instead, I fell to my knees before the altar of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. "I offer you my gift of prophecy. I will be your most loyal follower in exchange for your sanctuary." "Please. Take me away from here. Take me somewhere Apollo can never find me."

Hades was well-cast to rule over the land of the dead. But what if Hades, the fearsome monarch of the Underworld was, in fact, a goddess? Everyone called her, 'Lord of the Dead' out of mockery since she prefers the company of women. She was considered an isolated and violent immortal, who loathed change and was easily given to a slow black rage like no others. But then everything changed when the dark goddess met the daughter of Demeter, Persephone. Now the tale of Hades and Persephone will be retold with a sprinkle of twists and turns.