Apollo Chariot Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

King Midas had his ears transformed into donkey ears for not choosing Apollo as the winner of a contest against Pan and Apollo also cheated in a contest with the satyr Marsyas – then, for being his equal in talent, flayed the unfortunate soul alive. Appollo liked cows…but he liked music more. Although his sacred animals were the wolf, the raven, and the dolphin, Appollo was also known as the god of cowherds and kept (bright red) sacred cows, the finest cattle in the world. Hermes, however, once stole fifty of these cows as a joke; when Appollo found out, the only thing keeping him from killing the god of thieves on the spot was Hermes’ invention – a lyre. Appollo was so entranced that he exc

Sensing the weight of Arielle’s stare, she slowly lifted her head, her eyes locking with Arielle’s across the distance. A slow, knowing smirk curved Seraphina’s lips. Then, deliberately, she stepped closer to Ethan. Closer than necessary. Her shoulder brushed his arm as she leaned slightly toward him, as if that space beside him belonged to her. Arielle’s smile faded once again. The Moonborne Chariot rolled forward, pulled by spirit dire wolves. Its wheels barely touched the ground, leaving a trail of silver light as it moved. Ethan and Seraphina stepped inside. The chariot lifted, its wheels glowing with silver light as it sped away, leaving a trail of stars in the dirt.

"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.

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.

AURORA- “The friendship between the two Alpha’s deteriorated as my mother helped Athena marry your father keeping Alaric in the dark.” Cyrus spoke with a sad expression on his face while I slightly touched his back telling him that it’s gonna be okay. “Is this the reason that she’s been captive for so many years?” I asked not believing it or else this Alaric guy is a psycho. A nutjob just like his bastard son Zeus is.