Apollo X Hermes Novels & Stories

I asked and she veered around with a smile and whispered a name to my ears. **** “I am Erin,” She paused and gazed at me, her expression, unreadable, “ I am Alexander’s mate, the Luna of this pack’” Wait, what? I am to be the Luna of this pack, how is she the Luna? They have got to be a terrible mistake!

I nod my head in agreement. A few days later we all feel this major power surge. "What was that?" I ask curiously during one of our training sessions. "They must have completed the mating and Luna Ceremony. " Alpha Zeus says looking angry. "I thought for sure you had damaged her enough by raping her that they would have held off longer!" He yells throwing a chair across the room. He then takes a calming breath. "No matter, this does not change our plans." He says regaining his composure. "I thought you had lost communication with your inside person?" I ask quietly take a step back in case I anger him again. " Indeed I did Eric. Fear not I have the rogues keep a close watch." He says smugly.

She asked. Hmmm, i wondered what I needed, oh– "beer. Those canned ones are fine" "Poseidon is in charge of that." That reminds me, "where is Hermes? You didn't mention him going to Olympus." "Hermes is a Messenger so, he can't always be around. But, he would come to check up on you from time to time." ★★★★ After some long stressful persuasion, I was able to bring Apollo and Poseidon down. He wouldn't share his beer at first, but, eventually he brought out a cooler filled with ice and beer. Not bad. We gathered in front of Poseidon's room.

The team he sent to Korea is the best team that they have. “You are needed here than there, Apollo. Stop being bitter about it.” Hercules answers him. Apollo is his second right hand man. Him and Bacchus are always competing against each other. It’s a common scenario on the gang but it still gets the members hold on to the edges of their seats in anticipation on what will happen next. “I’m just saying, boss. I’m telling you that Bacchus is useless.” Apollo answers back. Hercules sighs and shakes his head. These two always compete to each other. He thought.

Some wielded what I assumed was healing magic, which let off a gentle green glow. I noticed the golden hair and tanned skin of Helios, and the rage that painted his face. Apollo stood farther away, around a set of booths and stalls that hadn’t been destroyed by the dragons. A dull, repetitive thud sounded in the distance. Apollo cocked his head, his eyes transfixed on something just out of sight. “Any sign of her?” Helios turned to Adley, the blue in his eyes streaked with stormy clouds. “No.” Adley’s voice was soft, growing even softer as I wandered away from them, and towards what had Apollo so transfixed.

Hermes says, moving around to Alex’s other side. “Gods, yes,” Alex groans. Hermes sends me a flash of what he wants. I shift, straddling Alex and lining him up at my entrance. Hermes strokes Alex’s cock once, twice, before notching him against me—but doesn’t let him push inside. Instead, I lower myself, taking just the head of him inside. Alex groans, falling forward and caging me in with his arms, rocking his hips as much as Hermes will let him.

His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling. Across from there sat the other four; Aphrodite goddess of love, she looked like the ideal woman, perfect in every way. She had on a light pink robe and adorned herself with the whitest of pearls. She was breathtaking. Apollo god of the sun, well, he couldn't be seen as he was blazing too bright as all the other gods had to shield their eyes. Hermes messenger of the gods and god of mischief, he was in his usual servant robes but in a more godly form, with his winged sandals and staff.

“Help me get back to what I used to be and I will be fine in any situation, as long as you, Alex, and JoJo are by my side.” Hermes’s smile gets even wider before he bends forward and takes my mouth with his. While he’s still kissing me, I feel the tingling that signifies that he has teleported us somewhere. The warm air and the sound of cattle mooing tells me that we are in Apollo’s fields. “Good to see you, brother. Though it would be nice if I saw your actual face instead of you sucking on the angel’s.” The voice is easily recognizable as the sun god’s. Crackling, like fire, and causing heat to fill the area.

"But if it comes to it, I'll take on the universe to protect you. You're my future, my goddess, my everything." The words resonate in the air, mingling with the distant echoes of solar flares and the gentle breeze that carries the scent of warm, sunlit earth. Apollo's promise isn't just a declaration—it's a commitment to fight for the life they've built together and the future they will create. No force, no matter how powerful, will break the bond they share.

“You have got to be kidding me. isn’t this bitch dead yet?” Stepping to the woman he thought was his stepmother, he was ready to stand his ground. “You can do whatever you want to me. But I won’t let you kill her. I’ll stop you.” “Look around, Hunter,” she said with a laugh, “You don’t really have the upper hand here. Rowan and I are taking over Apollyon and there is not a damn thing you can do about it.” “Where are Onyx and Tessa? You better not have hurt them.”