Apollo Chariot Novels & Stories

Apollo explained as he bends down. "Okay daddy," Alison said nodding. "Let's go to the car or else we are going to be late," Apollo said taking his bag. We all went downstairs as all the girls stand there they were greeting Nathan, Zeus, Evander, Adonis, and Leander. "Ready guys?" Apollo asked as we reach them. "Ready," they say kissing their wife's one more time before we went to the cars. We drive to the airport where we help them get their stuff on the plane.

Cythia held up the screen that now held the scowling face of a different man. “Athena, retired palace guardian and now convicted murderer.” The image flashed away to another picture inside the palace, clearly both images were part of an album that defaulted to scroll across the screen. It later changed again to a group of men with one standing on a raised podium in the middle. She vaguely acknowledged that man as King Zeus.

They begged. But they had kept their bond a secret, because they were afraid. They were afraid that they would be torn apart for eternity. But instead, the other gods smiled and celebrated, for this was a true bond and those are to be celebrated! Finally, Helios’ younger brother stepped up. “Brother. Allow me to help you. I will pull the chariot until I find my own mate. When I find her then we can take turns driving the chariot. That way no one will feel the pain of being separated from their other half again.”

“I knew it! Let’s go back!” “Huh? Don’t! Azariah is already there!” Aliona said. “Ember, come on. We need to follow—” “Apollo, how old are you?” “27,” he answered. “What about Azariah?” “She’s 24,” Aliona answered. The impatience was on her face. “Apollo, come on.” “Wait!” I said. I faced Apollo. “You are older than Azariah, but why do you let her do something she was not allowed to do?”

**LEON** After Lucien fell asleep and I put him to bed, I went home. So much on my mind, so much to do. Talon Rodriguez, the Alpha of Black Night pack. He comes from a long line of cruel and disgusting Alpha’s but the word through the pack grape vine, Talon has no crimes against him. All the previous Alpha’s of the Black Night Pack were cruel to their Luna’s. Treating them as property, as items that can be used for the production of heirs, abused at their will.

I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me. Just as I turned to answer him, all the torches, candle stands, and chandeliers in the hall went out leaving us in total darkness. I tried to navigate my way around the darkness for a few seconds but before I could make it to Valerian, I felt someone seize me by the neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Illyria!!”

Chapter 32: Unworthy Narrator “Aphrodite, no!” Ares yelled for her to stop talking. He moved past Typhon but was rapidly grabbed by the back of his neck and body slammed through a stone chair. The chair laid in pieces all around Ares. The black claws of Typhon’s dragon protruded from his fingertips and extended into the back of Ares neck, effectively holding him against the floor with no effort or struggle at all. Aphrodite heard Ares’s yell for her to stop, but she had no choice. Selene wouldn’t hesitate to behead her if she didn’t come out with the truth, and no man was worth that.

"I would not kill him if I were you witch. Who knows, the life of your child might be lying in your hands right now." Apollo said this nonchalantly as if it does not concern him. Upon hearing that, Aurora stopped and the fire was extinguished. Hermes barreled towards Harold and lifted him. Harold had lost consciousness but was surprising, not burnt at all. "What do you mean Apollo? What did you mean by that statement?" Aurora quizzed but she was visibly shaking. "All in good time witch, all in good time." Apollo turned and sauntered lazily towards Summer. The glow surrounding her had diminished.

I thought as the taxi Minotaur hailed weaves around the traffic towards our hideout. “Bacchus, do you think Boss will believe what we will tell him about what happened?” Atlas suddenly asks me. “I guess so. But I’m more concerned on what will Apollo say or do. I hope he won’t know about what really happened.” I answered. “Speaking of Apollo, I think his minions are following us.” Cupid said. “That’s his team’s car right?” He continues and points at a black car behind us. “D*mn! That’s really Apollo’s minions!” Minotaur exclaims.

Apollo muttered to himself. He was trying to justify his actions, thinking it was enough for him not to feel as though he was still in the wrong with Beatrix. His phone rang. But Apollo had no intention of answering it. He stared at his phone, completely oblivious to what was in front of him. When he tried to peek in, he nearly collided with two people. He stepped outside. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" It was Charis. As much as Apollo wanted to apologize, knowing that Charis was Beatrix's friend, he couldn't bring himself to do it.