Apollo Blood Of Zeus Mga Nobela at Kwento

I immediately knew it was no other than Zane. I was stunned by his wolf’s beauty, he was absolutely gorgeous; even though he was covered in a little blood. He shifted in his human form, in front of me and OH BOY! Holy mother of all fucks! Zane in his human form was even more beautiful than his wolf form, he was a walking Adonis. The epitome of male beauty and strength. He oozed this sexy yet dangerous aura about him, suitable only for an Alpha. My gazed lowered and Motherfuc —

The world tilted and swam, but oxygen rushed back in violent relief. Apollo staggered one step, fury incandescent now, white fire still crackling faintly along the fur at his cheek before guttering out. Smoke curled upward in thin, furious spirals. He didn’t see rescue. He saw choice. He saw Adelaide standing there with wings blazing, chest heaving, hand still extended from the throw. He saw her power move for Cael. He saw her attack him. His snarl was feral. “Is this your choice?” Apollo demanded, voice splitting the chamber like a blade dragged across stone. White fire still smoked faintly along his cheek where her power had struck him. “You burn me for him?”

A droplet of deer's blood dripped on Dabria's lips. She kicked Zeus off of her and licked the droplet of blood on her lips. Zeus sighed as he walked towards the shower cubicle. While Dabria was busy devouring that single droplet of blood, Zeus quickly turned on the hot water so the deer's blood would wash off of his body. Dabria's eyes snapped back at Zeus. As the floor turned red with the blood of the deer, she turned wild again. She stepped into the shower cubicle and attacked Zeus again. This time, Zeus was ready for her. He grabbed both of his wrists and pinned her with the wall. He switched the hot water with cold so Dabria would wake up. But it felt like there was nothing that could he

Lux clears her throat and says, “Silas, this is Apollo, my mate. Apollo, this is Silas, one of my closest friends and the future royal Beta.” Apollo, I recognize the name. He’s the Alpha of the Bloodlust pack. He doesn’t look as evil as I imagined because of the rumors of his pack. How could the moon goddess pair Lux, who is like the freaking sun, with this evil man? He reaches his hand out to me as he says, “Pleasure to meet you, Silas.” I mutter as I shake his hand, “You too.”

Eliza’s mouth dropped open from shock. Her eyes went wide and she barely blinked. You know it’s funny, being an intelligent person, Eliza should naturally have been spectacle, but there was something ingrained deep within—or maybe hard-wired in her brain—that told her the being before her was divine. “I can see it in the changes of your eyes, Eliza, that you believe me. Good. I would have to have to waste valuable time in demonstrations of truth. And in case you were wondering how it is you . . . feel who I am,” Apollo continued on, “it is my blood in your veins which recognizes me.”

I wicked smile forms upon his face. “Ambrogio, you have broken the ultimate law. Having an affair with a Goddess is punishable by death. Since Selene has begged for mercy I give you the only punishment I see fit. Hiding in the shadows lusting for a bloodline you will never be shows me the true colors of your soul. You shall not die, in fact I will let you live forever. Moonlight will be your friend, for the sun shall burn your skin. A thirst you will never fully quench will be your fate, and since it’s the bloodline you crave, a thirst for blood is what you will seek.” Apollo states as he begins to close his eyes

I was surprised that the whole pack was there to witness Apollo’s ascension to Black Moon pack’s Alpha and mine as the Luna. The Shaman chanted incantations in front of the deities in the temple. He had taken a dagger that was present over there and asked Apollo to give his hand. He made a cut right in the center of his palm. As soon as he did that, blood started dripping from his hand. One by one the wolves of the pack came and sucked blood from him, swearing their allegiance to him. I was amazed by the fact that Apollo withstood all of it like rock. If I had been there, I was sure that my head would have reeled or I would have collapsed. But Apollo—he didn’t even waver a bit. That potent w

“He wants Apollo’s strength—so he can become the most powerful werewolf in existence.” A chill swept down my spine. “Who is Apollo?” I asked quietly. My father met my gaze, his expression grim. “Apollo was the first werewolf. The God of War. The strongest being the moon goddess ever created.” My stomach clenched. That kind of power—in Anthony’s hands? It would mean ruin. Chaos. Destruction. My father stepped closer, placing a firm hand on my shoulder. “That’s why Devlin wants you,” he said softly. My breath hitched. “What does this have to do with me?”

His mother let out a shrill, hysterical laugh: "Thalia! Did you sell your soul to some dark god just to shed your mortality?!" Before she could utter another word, Zeus summoned a bolt of lightning that struck her squarely in the chest, sending her flying as she vomited blood: "Dare to insult my daughter again, and I will unleash the fires of heaven to boil your wretched oceans dry!" Realizing my true identity, the Atlantean delegation nearly died of fright, slamming their foreheads against the floor in terrified apologies. Only Orion sat paralyzed on the ground, staring up at me like a broken man, muttering: "The daughter of Zeus... How is that possible...?"

Neron looked less nervous than at the beginning of the meeting, but he still wasn’t sure where Osiris was going with this. “Lily and I would rather focus all our attention here, instead of me traveling back and forth. “ Osiris stopped talking and looked at me. I had asked to be the one to ask Neron and Jean the big question. I really wanted to see the look on their face. It took some convincing and I had bought some sexy lingerie as Osiris’ reward for allowing me to say the next few words “would you like to be the Alpha and Luna of the Midnight Blood pack?”