Apollo Chariot Novels & Stories

Mercy always left fingerprints. When they did, Apollo intended to be there. And he intended to make sure that whoever was foolish enough to give Adelaide hope learned exactly how the Devil repaid trespass. Because if someone could stand where he stands, even for a breath, then the prophecy wasn’t only about crowns and chains. It was about challengers. And Apollo had never shared a throne.

"But for now, I have a mission I must accomplish." The warriors nodded, their faces serious. "We will wait for your return, Alpha," one of them said. David's eyes scanned the group, his gaze lingering on each warrior before moving on. "I need a chariot," he said finally, his voice firm. "The best one you have." The warriors exchanged glances, their faces filled with excitement. "Follow us, Alpha," one of them said, gesturing for David to follow. Ashley and Leo trailed behind David, their eyes fixed on the warriors as they led them to a magnificent chariot. It was crafted from dark wood and gleaming silver, its design a testament to the skill of the werewolf craftsmen.

With that in mind, the fact that they had been taken out in a single night was definitely stupefying… It was sometime later when a person wearing a phoenix robe and a golden crown could be seen sitting atop a throne within the God Temple of Jaellatra… Holding a scepter with dragon carvings all over it, the person went by the name of Apollo, and he was the king of the God Temple. Apollo was also the ruler of all of Jaellatra, and he had attained the Seventh-soul-rank within the Sage Realm…

“Not really. We still have most of Daphne’s old things. It would be a waste to throw them out. But thank you. I’d appreciate the help. Dad can pitch in too.” “Of course. Don’t lift heavy things, okay? I told you, I’m here to take care of you,” he said seriously, making me blush. “Well, I guess something did happen last night, just like Diana and I suspected,” Apollo teased. He hugged me gently, careful of my belly. “Charis, my son was not a good man. I’ll never stop apologizing for what he did to you, but I’m happy you gave Kreed a chance. If he ever hurts you, I’ll be the first to deal with him.”

" Then she's going to Red Moon pack, it is the closest we have. The city is too far away and we don't have much time. " I'll go get the car, Adrian said as he hurriedly went towards the parking space. I lifted Hola from the cold pavement and into the back of the jeep, it was Alpha Archer's car as it was fast and good around the sandy environment. Rain supported me on the left side as she held her hands and tried keeping them warm. I put her on her back in the back seat as the stench of her blood filled my clothes. I keep my hand pressure on her wound as it's still bleeding badly.

Charilaus himself had never understood why but at a point, had come to relate with it as a way to calm himself down for that was what his Father did. Prayed to Apollo everytime there was a sick person that seemed incurable and asked for help or when things were not going well in the village as survival had been quite minimal, considering the fact that they were all medicine men and they requested for help with feeding and survival from the merchants as they exchanged medicinals herbs for them. He remembered his Parents were very selfless and would help people from far and wide, even if they had nothing to give. 'We, as our god's people, are to help because we have the gift, no matter what.'

“Charlotte, I believe your cousin was looking for you. I had some food sent to his house for you all.” “That’s okay. I’m dining with Apollo tonight.” She grinned, shooting a challenging glare back at Mary Jo. “No, you aren’t. Leave us,” Apollo commanded. Charlotte whined, “But Alpha, if I am to be yours I should dine with you.” Mary Jo lowered her head, barely containing an amused smile as she ducked into the kitchens to grab the food. Apollo sighed and turned to Charlotte. “You aren’t mine. I won’t be yours. Now leave.” His voice was cold and short.

Apollo let out a huff, before he says to Ambrogio, “You are no match for me, even with your army of Selene’s wolves behind you. I’m a God, and it is time to take what I want, and stop playing these games with you mortals.” Standing up straight, I moved from peering around Ambrogio, as I looked over to see my Uncle Bishop ready to pounce on Apollo at any moment, but I knew that if he was going to have a fighting chance to sink his teeth into Apollo’s flesh, I had to help him. Pulling the sunstone and the telus over my head, I felt their power radiating from them as they touched the bare flesh of my chest.

He flips it open and shows me the message so we both can read it. Alpha Zeus "My loyal Jasper. It seems you are right that our rescue attempt caused Alpha Hades some distress as he has not been seen in his pack since we last talked. It would seem he has locked himself away. Have you seen him since practically beating your man to death?" Jasper "I have not seen the Alpha since that day only the Beta. It would seem as though the pack is still on edge. My men and I are still being questioned as to who hired us to keep an eye but my men are loyal and no one has spoken a word about you. Any developments about another rescue?"

Even his own father, Zeus, said that Ares was the most hated Olympian god. 2. The battle gear of the god of war. As the god of war, Ares is equipped with various kinds of war equipment. Ares has a bronze-tipped spear and a very luminous set of armor (helmet, shield, belt, gaiters). He also has a golden chariot drawn by four immortal horses. Uniquely, the four horses can each spit fire. The horses are Aithon (Red Fire), Konabos (Chaos), Phgios (Fire) and Fobos (Fear).