Apollo Symbol Novels & Stories

“He requested you personally, you know. That does not occur often.” There was no need for him to say who he was, it could only be her Alpha. “I’m not for sale.” Leda spoke out. "This is Aquila, everything and everyone is for sale.” He added. The Whoremonger’s tone was mocking. “It’s only a matter of the price. Maybe yours isn’t measured only in dollars.” She scowled down at him, very aware of the fact that she hadn’t yet walked away. “I don’t understand what you mean by that.” She asked

It makes perfect sense in my mind. "It's Shinee," I say quickly. Thorran frowns, looking at me skeptically, however, I'm sure I am right on that one. "Can't you smell that? It's jasmine, and what does Shinee's scent? Jasmine..." Archer blinks a few times, not quite understanding. He doesn't know Thorran is involved with Shinee. "It's just wildflowers, Aerys." How do you tell an Alpha he is wrong?

My arms tightened around Phoe instinctively, as if my body refused to let him go even for a second. Apollo leaned closer, his voice urgent now. “Listen to me. This does not change what he is to me. Nothing does.” I nodded faintly, tears already burning behind my eyes. “He is still my son,” Apollo said fiercely. “I chose him. I will always choose him.” My voice trembled. “Do we know who it could be?” Apollo swallowed. “Amir.” The name echoed between us. I stared at him, stunned. “Your cousin?” “He didn’t know,” Apollo said immediately. “He was grieving. His wife had just been buried. He was drunk. He blacked out. Stephanie”