Aphrodite Ragnarok Novels & Stories

Goddess, how I wished I did. “I helped you find her!” Blaire rushed back to him, her voice too eager. She leapt into his arms, wrapping herself around him. But Ragnar didn’t react immediately. His eyes were still on me—still locked, still searching. Like he wanted answers I didn’t know how to give. “Blaire,” Ragnar said eventually, adjusting her weight from his shoulder, now holding her by the hips. “Yes, Alpha,” Blaire purred, tilting her head coyly. She didn’t care that she was suspended in midair. All she wanted was his attention. His response.

I already knew my baby's name, and I smiled because I think the name suits her very well. "Her name is Sophia. Princess Sophia Monteverde" I said it while smiling, and they smiled back. Then Sophia suddenly cried. "Uwaaahh! Uwwaahh! Uwaahh! " Sophia cried. At the same time as she cried, the wind grew stronger and the dragons roared all of a sudden. It keeps on roaring louder as if they understood Sophia's feelings. You read it right, dragons. Because there are actually dragons here in Augsberg, but they are elusive and they do not show themselves to anyone. While Sophia was crying, suddenly there was a blue glow on her arm and when we looked at it, it was a crescent moon design with a circle

“Aiden is mine. I thought about it, and you have no reason to have the final say on it, Athena. Despite all that happened, and how it happened, it doesn't change the fact that Aiden is mine. I can't just leave him. I got up from my seat, and walked away from the table to get a bottle of cold water because there wasn't any at the table. A cold swig made its way down my chest, and I returned to the table. “Alpha Ragas…” “I'll handle this.” Tristan said, coming to stand in front of Alpha Ragas. “Return my mate. She's not yours.” Alpha Ragas spat, and it seemed like Tristan was shooting daggers from his eyes. “Unfortunately, I'm so in love with her that I can't, and will never let her be with yo

“Why are your eyes… glowing?” For a moment, he said nothing. Then his lips curved—slow, dangerous. “Oh, no darling…” he murmured softly His grip on her tightened just slightly. “Adrian isn’t here tonight.” Liora’s breath caught. Her heart stuttered. “W-what…?” His glowing eyes darkened, something wild flickering within them. “It’s Ragnar.” What the hell… is he playing tricks with me are those some kind of coloured contacts…but why do l have feeling that all this is real

“Then how about the thirteen moons?” Snapping her finger as the light that represents the three vanishes along with the image of them. The next light draws the image of the holder of Goddess Aquarius, as she drops the call of the name. “Aira.” Deliberately pertaining her role and character among the greatest sin and one of the thirteen moons, she explains. “Her role in the future lies within the deal and mission to look after the embodiment of the seven deadly sins. The Supreme One will put her in the predicament to look over one particular sin, as this very place will soon be her pitfall, for she will fall in love with him. With her written character profile and the script of her character

It was a tapestry of legends, myths, and history waiting to be unraveled. She turned to Roberick with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Tell me, Roberick, what's the most fascinating legend you've come across in your research about Aradonna?" Roberick's face lit up with enthusiasm. "There are many, but one that has always intrigued me is the tale of the 'Gardens of Eternal Bloom.' It's said that in the heart of Aradonna, there exists a hidden garden where the flowers never wither, and the air is always filled with the sweetest fragrances. It's rumored to be a place of immense beauty and serenity, a symbol of the kingdom's resilience."

Fenrir, the enigmatic figure who always seemed to dance on the edge of shadows, had beaten him to the spot. As if orchestrated by fate itself, their paths converged at that very moment. Fenrir stood there, an imposing presence, his gaze fixed on a group that stood just a few paces away. It was there that my mother, a woman of unyielding strength, found herself in an unforeseen predicament. The magnetic force of Fenrir's will had compelled her to go with him, and yet, she was far from alone.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

I said with a snort. “Of course, you wouldn’t know about her. She is Helena; the Goddess of Hell. She is the almighty, the most powerful of all. Every life loses itself in her presence. She is none other than the Goddess of Hell.” Wang said with a glint of admiration in his eyes. “Once, I have performed this ritual, I will have the power to turn this world into a second hell and I will be the Lord of this Hell…” Then his laughter boomed in the hall, chilling me to the core.

However, the word he had earlier heard interrupted his flow of thoughts, and the emotions that were creeping into him. Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmata. The words resounded in his head in the very manner and pace the woman had said it. It, however, sounded more of a ghostly echo. Who was that woman? And what the hell is Arthmata? The woman looked worried when he met her. Their car had rammed into a truck. However, one thing caught his eye- Her eyes. When he first saw them, the top right quarter of her iris was red, the top left corner green, a the lower right quarter blue and the remaining quarter orange, and it seemed to glow dimly. The pupil was black, but it was blacker that the pupil anyone