Senates and Swords

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Summary

Serafina Di Angelo is chaos wrapped in calm: an Italian-speaking, coffee-drinking artist with a sharp tongue, a dangerous past, and secrets buried deeper than the Underworld. She asks before she touches, listens before she speaks, and never explains more than necessary. Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano has survived pirates, war, and the crushing weight of leadership. As Praetor of Camp Jupiter, she is discipline, control, and unbreakable steel—or so everyone believes. Love is a luxury she promised herself she would never afford again. When fate forces them together during the quiet moments between wars, something dangerous begins to grow—something soft. Late-night rooftops and whispered constellations. Shared baths and half-spoken confessions. Latin journal entries never meant to be read. But lies—especially divine ones—have a way of surfacing. And sometimes the truth isn't exactly how it's seen. *** "She's beautiful. Like Venus or Aphrodite personally came down and kissed her skin. Not beautiful like a flower, beautiful like Thanatos. Though maybe I'm biased, Thanatos has always been quite a nice person." - Serafina

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
4
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Trigger Warnings

Alright I've wasted a bit too much time on publishing this one, but I have to kick it off with Triggers like always. Though this one is a PJO fanfic its obviously not 7+, so here we go.

Strong Language (cursing in quite a few languages)

Implied past trauma/abuse (Everyone has trauma. Obviously)

Violence

Gore

References to Greek gods doing... what Greek gods do. (Of course, its Zeus)

Sexual innuendos

Death of Parents/Family

I think that's it for now, though I'm not sure so like always bear with me. I'll mention it before the chapter that it shows up in. Mind you there is a lot of dark humor so if that isn't a thing you're comfortable with then read at your own risk I guess?

But let's not wait any longer.

-The Chaos Master