A Sirens Call

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Summary

It has been over 400 years since her sister, Celesta had been murdered over a rather large misunderstanding. The Fates, unbeknownst to her, have a rather unpleasant and merciless journey for Jesper. Trials and vicious tribulations present themselves to her repeatedly - forcing her to take on a responsibility she should have never been given. Now the Keeper of her Sister she hadn't even known existed, she must teach her the ways to be a proper Goddess or she too, will share the same Fate as Celesta. Can Jesper accomplish all that the Fates have given her, or will she come to find that they have bitten off more than Jesper herself could even chew?

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
13
Rating
4.5 2 reviews
Age Rating
18+

Character Descriptions


Jesper Character description: {Goddess}

She had burnt vermillion locks that glistened under the sun’s unforgiving rays, highlights of vibrant scarlet and lowlights of deep wine mixed with umber shown with every tilt of her head. She had eyes of Jade though swirling hues of emerald and malachite brought forth such captivating depth it made it hard for anyone to look away from them. Her body was strong and lean though she had prominent curves, she was exceptionally proportionate so much so that men sought after her and stopped in their tracks every time she would walk by. Her face was a delicate upside down teardrop, with her high cheekbones and small chin she was the definition of beautiful. She had medium sized eyebrows that matched her hair in color, a small button nose and lusciously kissable lips. Her skin was soft and honey toned, showing off the time she spent basking in the sun.

Stands 5ft 4 inches

Celesta Character Description: {Demi-Goddess}

She had smooth and silky golden locks that shone with an ethereal glow under the light of the moon. Highlights of platinum and lowlights of simmering amber complimented each other perfectly. Her eyes were swirling pools of seafoam green, though when the lighting was just right little wisps of aquamarine and azurite danced together in a furious frenzy. Her skin was a soft pearlescent alabaster, one that mimicked the glistening of a pearl. Her body was an hourglass, voluptuous breasts, tiny waist and a rather plump rump made her desirable among many.

-Stands 5ft 3 inches

Meklik character Description: {Mortal}

Meklik’s mesmerizing smile lit up the entirety of the room, his dimples on full display as his crystal cerulean eyes glistened with the love and adoration she craved to see once more. His deeply rich cacao skin glistened in the light of the sun, and his soft but thick raven locks reflected the light giving it dark cobalt undertones. Gods, how she missed his salty musk, the warm comforting feeling of his arms, and his thickly accented husky voice whispering sweet nothings and promises of forever to her while they made love late into the night and early morning.

-Stood 6ft 5 inches

Hermes Character Description:

ivory robes clung to his athletic physique, his smooth olive toned arms were left bare - his muscles flexing as he placed the base of his caduceus onto the marbled floor. His jaw was sharp and strong with a thick layer of scruff lining it, aging him slightly. His intelligent warm mocha eyes were slightly covered by his petasus, it’s broad brim slightly floppy and low crown seemingly worn down. On each side of it lay alabaster feathered wings, their tufts dancing with each gentle gust of wind that came through the open windows. His feet were adorned with his winged sandals, the feathers on them matching the ones on his petasus. A satchel hung off of one broad shoulder, it’s golden buckle glinting with the silvery rays from the moon and stars above.

“Celesta.” His voice was smooth and deep, it sounded like velvet and sent a small tremor of delight through her body that disgusted her. Her body betrayed her, reacting sinfully to his mere presence as he took tentative steps closer to her until he stood no more than a foot away. His eyes softened, filling with a mixture of sympathy and compassion. She was thankful she didn’t see pity within them, she didn’t know what she would have done if she had. They stared at each other for a moment before he smiled softly down at her though it didn’t reach his eyes. He towered over her, standing over six feet tall compared to her meak five foot and a few inches.

He stands 6ft 5 Inces

Poseidon Character Description:

He was an elder God, his features sharp and strong with a prominent jawline. He had a beard of the deepest obsidian, peppered with strands of ivory and charcoal that blended perfectly together, aging him like fine wine. His physique was muscular and a little bulky, his shoulders broad, and prominent abs that stood out everytime he wore his turquoise robes around his waist. His eyes were a stunning seafoam green that held vicious swirls of cerulean and cobalt. His skin was a delicious honeyed bronze that stood out amongst the clear lazuline sea that he loved to watch from his throne. His voice was gruff, raspy and deep, the bass tones reverberating as if he was constantly underwater though it was still as smooth as fresh silk.

He stands 6ft 6 inches tall

Zeus Character Description:

He was the spitting image of his brother though subtle differences alluded to their uniqueness as different entities. His eyes for starters were liquid gold, their aureate depths filled with a prideful arrogance that would make even Ares stutter. His voice was deeper than Poseidon, it cracked through any room like the claps of thunder on the horizon for he had a storm brewing within his soul. His laugh was taunting, and his smile was so cruel it always left the receiver with a chill down their spine.

He stands 6ft 4 inches

Hades Character Description:

He, like Zeus, is the spitting image of their older brother Poseidon though he had a smaller beard that did not extend past his chin and his eyes, oh his eyes were the most captivating of them all. They were a calm spiraling combination of silver and pewter, hues of ultramarine and indigo mixing together to impersonate the moon’s celestial reflection upon the ocean’s surface. They were stunning and always held a surreal gentleness that lured people in, it was a trait that was fitting for the God of the Underworld. His voice, oh Gods his voice was that of liquid honey, smooth and sweet with such a tenderness it sent a shiver of pleasure down every woman’s spine that he spoke to. He was much kinder than the other two, being the youngest he saw their arrogance as a weakness and refused to allow himself to be that full of himself.

He stands 6ft tall.



Iris Character Description: {Full Blooded God}

He was a rather quiet man, more reserved and observant. He had deep emerald eyes that twinkled with mischief, vibrant swirls of absinthe and jade hues were present when he looked towards the sun, their colors battling for dominance. He was tall, standing at a towering 6ft 4 inches, he was the epitome of the mysteriously dark handsome man every woman dreams of. He was strongly built but not overly so and was impeccably clean shaven, showing off his seemingly perfect chiseled jaw. He was well built though lean, his muscles were present, perfectly sculpted abs and a prominent ‘V’ left nothing to a woman’s imagination of what he looked like bare. His sex appeal rivaled that of his mother Aphrodite though his humbleness was that of Athena.

Medusa Character Description: {Cursed Immortal}

Many depict her to be a scaled half serpent half human with hair of living snakes, eyes of piercing red and fangs as long as a dagger. However, that is truly not the case.

After being brutally raped in Athena’s temple by Poseidon, the Goddess takes pity on the poor broken girl. She gifts her with abilities like no other, and shares her blood to make Medusa immortal.

She stood tall, towering over most women at a shocking 5’11”, her scaldingly piercing hazel eyes were deep pools of molten gold, olive green and the most delectable swirls of mocha and espresso. When she stood in the light her eyes were the most breathtaking shade of amber, and when they were shadowed in darkness they were terror inducing black with rings of burning charcoal. Her skin was a bronzed tawny beige, it held glittering aucreate highlights with richly deep mocha lowlights. She was athletically slim, her waist small, muscles lean though when she walked past everyone knew she held a strength that none other could ever bare with such grace. She always wore a taunting smirk, daring anyone to step a single toe out of line so she could turn them to stone for eternity. Had her abilities worked on Poseidon, he would have already been a giant seething statue buried deep within the confines of the Oceans seemingly bottomless depths to rot with his horrendous creatures. Her hair was what shocked everyone the most - they all had seen the statues built of her with living bitter snakes upon her head. That may be one of her forms, but it wasn’t her true form. Athena had been merciful towards her, granting her so much in return for her to be essentially her right hand woman. Her rich dark chocolate hair was knitted together to form a half inch wide dread that reached down to the top of her rear. The ends of her hair are done in such a way to mimic that of a black momba’s head. All in all she was a stunning beauty that lured in the most vile of men and with her ability she was able to send them to a miserable hell within the deepest and treacherous parts of the Underworld.

Thanatos Character Description: {God}

He was different from the others, quieter and softer spoken even though his voice was such a richly deep bass it sent women into a quivering mess and men into a haughty frenzy. He wasn’t arrogant either, he knew that he was no better than the lowest lifeform to die, and it was what kept him focused solely on his purpose. He was the God of Death, Hades’ right hand man, the God that would take over the Underworld should anything ever happen to Hades (Gods willing nothing ever did). He stood a shockingly 8 feet tall, his body shrouded in a worn obsidian cloak. His build was similar to Baldr, strong but not overly so, thin but not lanky. His muscles were well defined as if he was chiseled from the finest stone, his pale grey tinged skin was as smooth and cold as polished marble. His eyes were eerily stunning, resembling milky opals as a vast array of variations of creams and pastels swirled like the eye of a hurricane. His hair was long, falling down to brush against his waist in their soft charcoaled waves. He usually kept it braided back, silver adornments weaved throughout, doubling as a safeguard against other Gods that sought after his power. Protruding from his back, directly between his shoulder blades were intimidating raven wings. Their feathers shimmered varying shades of cerulean, obsidian and emerald with every ruffle and twitch, fully extended they were 14 feet wide.

Valik Von-Claude: {Vampiric Immortal}

He stood 5 foot 11 inches tall, his Iced Cerulean eyes glistened with mischief as he ran a hand through his rich cacao hair. His skin was a swirling mix of argent and alabaster hues, his malachite veins showing through faintly. He was handsome - strong jawline, high cheekbones, sharp but perfectly proportionate nose lured women and even some men into his path. He was mostly muscle, weighing in at 190 pounds and quite quick on his feet, he was the embodiment of nearly every woman’s wet dream and some mens as well. He preferred to be alone however, honing his skills to perfection - envisioning being the best of absolutely everything. Being a mortal demi-god did have its perks - he was given abilities that most mortals and even some Gods lacked. Umbramancy they had called it, the ability to manipulate the darkness in any way he so pleased. As far as he knew, only five Immortals to walk amongst the earth possessed such abilities and two of which were confirmed dead.

Though as enticing his abilities may seem, he could only possess the Umbramancy when pushed into his Vampiric blood starved form. Claws of obsidian would replace his nails, eyes would turn into a vicious swirl of vermillion and umber hues, and his skin would take on a rather shockingly iridescent absinthe. Many could not control the raging thirst of the Blood Lust, but Valik had not only mastered his control of it, he used it to his advantage. When given an article of clothing or personal belonging he can commit their scent to memory and track them down while in his original mortal form.

He was rather quiet, choosing to remain ever so vigilant and observant when in the presence of others. Though he was ever so tantalizing, his aura screamed villainous fiend. The way his eyes would twinkle with dark intentions, the way his lip raised ever so slightly in the corner and curled a smidgen - the way his chuckle would send a shiver of dread down your spine or when his laugh would boom throughout a room. With one look he could bring forth a deafening silence with tension so palpable you could cut it with a knife, yet his deep and soothing voice could calm even the most frantic of hearts.

And his scent of Gods his scent! A soft musk that had the tiniest notes of citrus and honey, bitter with just the right amount of sweetness that left you wanting so much more. His touch was gentle though sure, dominant yet oh so enticing. He invaded your ever waking thoughts until you gave into his advances - and once he was there, he would drain you of everything you were. A master manipulator, he always got what he wanted no matter the means he had to go about doing it.

Kalypso Character Description: {Fire Oracle/Goddess - Daughter to Thanatos and Hestia}

Many were afraid of her, they spoke of her abnormal colored eyes, ones that lacked a pupil though held so many variations of green it was as if they were lost in a vast wilderness. Dark evergreen faded to a form faint mint, these orbs were the ones that could stare into the very depth of a person’s soul and find every hidden desire and secret they hid. With the ebb and flow of her anger her eyes would change, forming what many claimed to be green embers that roared unbridled and encased in her astoundingly long lashes. She was beautiful the same way fire was, she guaranteed warmth, protection, and light to those that knew how to handle her with care. One mistake and it would be fatal.

She had long curly golden blonde hair that held deep amber highlights with bronze undertones, with this it made her seem as if her hair was smooth as silk though soft as fleece. Her lips were pouty, giving her a sultry appearance when she pursed them or even smirked, it drew many men to her though they always left sporting rather painful burns not just to their pride. Her skin was a smooth blemish free warmed ivory with delicious honeyed beige undertones. Women envied her and men lusted after her but knew to steer clear unless approached.

She was powerful, not just in seeing the future and speaking with many of the Gods through their minds, she could also travel through fire like a Phoenix. She could bend fire and water to her will without even breaking a sweat and if pushed far enough she could control the very blood coursing through another’s veins. Even Zeus feared her and stayed as far as humanly (and Godly) possible.

She was not cruel, being the daughter of Thanatos and Hestia had taught her patience, compassion, humility, and a wise understanding that she was no better than anyone else regardless of her abilities. She still loved fiercely and protected those she cared about with every fiber of her being. She was not naive though, she knew the difference between someone being in genuine need and one that wished to use and abuse her kindness and powers.