Aphrodite Weapon Novels & Stories

She grinned and she immediately twisted the katana she was holding causing the man's attention to be diverted from her and he took the time to stomp on it. The man fell on his knees and also dropped the katana he was holding. But before he could grab it once again, Aphrodite threw her Katana and it penetrated the man's chest. Shin noticed that the enemies were moving quickly so he ran and re-tied the katana that sank into the man's body and also took the katana he dropped. She held both Katanas smoothly and she immediately charged at the enemies He used two katanas to kill the enemies. Aphrodite targets its sides because the person will run out of blood faster when there is a wound here and

*Woosh* Frederick disappeared from his position and appeared right in front of the True Goddess with a long spear in hand. The spear was fiery red with a streamline body and sharpened tip. It gave off a sharp aura of vengeance with a hint of animosity; animosity that was aimed towards the True Goddess! *Basic Jab*

At this moment, he was able to see the person who was attacking him. It was Fuoco, but that man didn't seemed to know her and looked surprised when he realised it was a girl. Fuoco was attacking him vigorously and he was struggling to keep up with the sudden series of attacks being launched at him. Fuoco was a skilled fighter and it was clear from her perfect moves. She was looking like an incarnation of goddess of war and the sound from their duel was making the weak walls of that building shake terribly.

I spent three years being the perfect wife. Three years of silence, of soft smiles, of putting his coffee exactly how he liked it while he was buried inside my sister. Then one night I opened the wrong door. “Harder, Gabriel… fuck, say my name.” Hannah’s voice. My husband’s name. My sister’s body arched under him on the sheets I had bought for our anniversary. Three years of lies collapsed in a single moan. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I walked out, locked the door behind me, and made a new promise to myself: if they could take what was mine without mercy, I would take everything they never saw coming. I didn’t know the stranger who pulled me into the dark that sam

She suddenly wipe her tears due to too much laughing. "Look! We had a guest. She's the famous Artemis from olympus, right your dearest and most treasured best friend." She caressed artemis hair. Persephone hold her hand and twisted it. "Touch her you bitch and i'll send you again in the pit of hell." She's about to lift her hand when a car from behind them shout at them to move their car aside. "Πόρνη" Persephone last word before she passed out.

It was infused by silversmiths with Fae magic, offering both physical and magical protection. When Avril stood still, her pose made her look like a goddess of war. Her weapon looked similar to a Japanese Naginata. Avril called it a doryphoros with a moonstone blade at one end and a long pole with a moonstone dagger hilt. It was a two-handed weapon that looked difficult to wield, but Avril assured me she was proficient at it.

“After you left the factory Ares and I assisted Ryder back to his kingdom. He couldn’t walk so we had to portal him there. After that I don’t know what happened to him as he wasn’t our responsibility then.” Selene abruptly stood from her seat. She waved her left hand through the air and in it appeared her favorite weapon the lunar sword. Selene was in a mindless rage, and before Typhon or anyone else could stop her as she leaped over the table. Showing no mercy Selene drew energy directly from the moon into her blade. In return the blade loaned her strength. With no effort at all Selene pinned Aphrodite against the wall behind Zeus. She held the Lunar blade so tightly against the pale skin o

“After you left the factory Ares and I assisted Ryder back to his kingdom. He couldn’t walk so we had to portal him there. After that I don’t know what happened to him as he wasn’t our responsibility then.” Selene abruptly stood from her seat. She waved her left hand through the air and in it appeared her favorite weapon the lunar sword. Selene was in a mindless rage, and before Typhon or anyone else could stop her as she leaped over the table. Showing no mercy Selene drew energy directly from the moon into her blade. In return the blade loaned her strength. With no effort at all Selene pinned Aphrodite against the wall behind Zeus. She held the Lunar blade so tightly against the pale skin o

Padma’s words echoed in her mind: “Love is the fiercest weapon.” The first streaks of dawn painted the desert horizon, washing the dunes in soft gold and pink. Jaiyana felt the surge in her chest—the pendant flaring, absorbing the light of the rising sun. Every weapon hummed in harmony with her heartbeat, the Chakram, Vajra Spear, and Trident forming a triad of divine resonance.

I had to give a lot of thought to what weapon I would create that would be fitting for the Goddess of the Moon, who cherished life and wanted nothing more than peace. I started thinking of the predominant creatures of the night. The vampires, were-creatures, and others preferred the night. I sat for quite some time, meditating on the weapon. Each one I made was distinct and for that being alone. I had never made one that would be tied to a mortal soul. Then again, I had never met a mortal soul cohabiting with five deities. She would be a force to be reckoned with beyond measure. I started to heat the metal, pondering what to make. I wanted to give this one an arsenal. Not just a weapon. I go