The beat of love is a nasty one.
it's a flame from the devils fire.
'cause nothing is stronger than boys and their eyes
and it's worse when you know he's a liar.
it's just the beat of love.

After parting ways with Ares, the ball proved to be anti-climatic. Unaware of her waning attention the Viscountess gossiped on, attempting to solicit an ( Read more... )

Aphrodite stood with her nose scrunched lightly,suffering the puffed powder being applied to an already flawless complexion. As hip cages were attached to a tightly corseted waist, she idly thought of her lover's frequent jabs at the duties of Love and Beauty, claiming neither required much in the ways of skill like War did. It was with a ( Read more... )

journal makeovers are almost as fun as real ones, it seems.

A deep haze of smoke filled the noisy saloon, the Cicero speakeasy patrons embracing an underlying air of excitement. At a small table near the corner, a leggy blonde crossed her legs, taking a long draw from the cigarette perched in it's holder before looking to the dashing gent beside her. Neither was recognizable to most patrons, but he had an ( Read more... )

You're doing things backwards, he told her. You're supposed to go off to your lover when mad at your husband, not come here when you're mad at Ares ( Read more... )

Certain things were getting very old, Aphrodite felt. While Ares assured her things were going in one direction, she wasn't sure how far to trust that... Which left her to her own devices.

Bored, there was a burst of pink as she appeared in the temple of her son, a pout forming as she looked around slowly

Cupie... Where are you?

According to this, my fellow Blonde Defender, Apollo, doesn't swallow.

Who wants to refute this claim?

He's kinda cute, for a scrawny little runt, I guess ... but I don't get why we're here.

Ares shushed her, tugging her in with an arm around her waist. They both wore the dress of the locals, he with a toga, she in a stola. They stood in a box, unnoticed to most, their position giving them an excellent view of the arena below. The Emperor, Gaius ( Read more... )

"You're moving it to far to the left."

Sweet tart, don't you think I know what I'm doing?

"Well. Not really."

Dite turned and stuck her tongue out at her spouse, the lack of attention causing the "toy" she played with to go careening off to the side.

"Machanitin. Pay attention."

Hephaestus reached out and calmly took the controller from her, ( Read more... )

The new wall having been commissioned, she put thoughts of her offspring out of her mind, listening as various petitions and notes were read to her, those deserving an answer being done so efficiently, the rest being added to a growing pile destined for form letter responses. She was extremely behind in her correspondence, due to the recent events ( Read more... )