Alcmene Hercules Novels & Stories

I clear my throat as I tell them, “Alright. When Aika came into my life, exactly like Nahir, it was on my eighteenth birthday. In it, Aika recognized Anouk as hers and that same night, we chose each other as mates. It was at that moment that we felt the sparks and the bond that comes with finding your destined mate. Then came the attack. After eliminating all the rogues, I lost consciousness. Eric took me to the clinic and after that, they had me in an abducted coma.” “Popular history recognizes Artemis as our goddess and mother. Well, history is wrong. There are three goddesses, called the Moon Triad. Artemis is the virgin goddess and represents the crescent moon. She is the mother of human

A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair. The boy was Eren, the child I had nearly given up half my life force to bring into the world. The woman was not me. I was Persephone, goddess of spring, queen of the Underworld, and Hades’s wife under every sacred law. Not long after, Nympha posted her own update on the social feed. In the illustration, my mother’s pomegranate brooch lay beside a small charm of laurel and asphodel, clumsily woven by a child’s hands. Beneath it, she wrote:

Her happiness was short-lived. As soon as the race was over she leaned back in her seat to laugh over the sour defeat of the dragons but caught the sight of a familiar figure from the side of her eyes. It was the figure of Adna, the goddess of excess and as was natural to her, she held a jar of mead in one hand while the other dangled over the shoulder of a very beautiful male Aloni. Adna was a beautiful dark head goddess, willowy and tall but her elegance was destroyed by her love for the mead. She was laughing and staggering drunkenly. She caught sight of Helena and went over to meet her. The Aloni stood behind her as a show of submission as he bowed his head in Helena’s direction.

We are met with the sight of Hera sitting on the rug in a meditating position, her eyes closed. "Hera what the hell!"Alec yelled. Hera didn't flinch nor leave her current position. "Leave her here and go fight alongside the warriors and your beta. You should know I am casting a protecting shield over the whole pack." Alec sighed and then looked a me. "Stay right here and do not leave this room until I'm back, Okay?" He placed a kiss on my forehead and hurriedly left. In a reflex motion, my hands slowly went up to my forehead where he had kissed. I smiled.

The ache beginning in my limbs, and if it’s anything like my shift with Viola, it’s going to be a long, agonizing night. “Absolutely beautiful,” Ares whispers, his touch on my face soothing for a second before she tries to push forward, so eager to meet him. “Alicia, Goddess of Wildflowers.” His term of endearment is all it takes to send her into overdrive. Her desires clamp down on me, making mine irrelevant, the strength of her much stronger than I or Viola.

"If that was the case, I wouldn't be here raising one of three gorgons from the dead.” The woman narrows her eyes at Wisdom. First, tell me who you are.” “Alpha Wisdom Amato Ledger Ralston. Daughter of Alphas Larisa Ledger and Carmine Ralston. Granddaughter of the most powerful Greek God Zeus. So, Medusa are you in or do I need to behead you?”

she said proudly as they stepped into Olympus without a hitch. Veronica dusted her dress off, "Never do that again." "Why? I thought you liked destroying things." Alice said, walking gaily more into the Olympian territory. "Veronica, Princess of Lust, and Park Alice of the Summer Isles. To what do we owe the honor of having our gates blasted to bits?" A surprisingly good-natured voice greeted them. Veronica almost snorted in laughter at what was said. But she immediately clamped it down as three goddesses showed themselves in front of them, looking intimidating and almost identical to each other, only to be identified by the different colors they wear.

Mane was curious to know who was strong enough to go against Ares. "Heracles, my Lord," Alucard replied. Mane frowned, not knowing who Heracles was. "Let me explain my Lord. If Zeus is the God of Olympus, Heracles is the Monster capable of slaying the God." There was a little emotion in Alucard's nonchalant tone for the first time. Mane couldn't help but be moved. That was certainly a high evaluation of Heracles! Mane was now very eager to meet him. "And Asgard?" Mane pressed, wanting to know more. "Why has my Great grandfather gone into hiding?" Mane frowned.

"My name is Edward, this is Mariah, Sarah and Oscar. We're all very excited you're finally here." "Thank you, Edward." I ensure I'm next to the blonde, but something's off, the delicious smell of wildflowers is mixed with sweet fruit, almost as if she's got two scents, but both are dwarfed by her perfume which is making it difficult to determine which is hers. "Are you one of the warriors?" "Yes, Alpha." Edward answers again. "Oscar and I are fully fledged warriors and Mariah and Sarah are still in training, due to complete in a few months time."

It was gone. She knelt beside him, her hand on his chest. “I didn’t want this,” she said softly. He looked up, dazed. “You were meant to be me. Not her.” “I’m both,” she said. “I’m Athena. And I’m Alma.” He coughed. “You’ll need me. One day. When the others come.” She frowned. “What others?” ARES smiled, even in pain. “I wasn’t the only sibling, sister.”