Apollo X Hermes Novels & Stories

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

“You cannot touch her. She must contain the power.” “What happens if she can’t contain the fucking power?” Talon yelled at him. “Then she is not The Promised.” “Step back, Talon.” It was Sable. I heard a scuffle and tried to open my eyes but it was impossible. The pressure built and I didn’t think I would survive. “The sunlight will kill you both,” yelled Ode. “Get him out of here.”

Spinning ferociously Apollo tossed a silver halberd towards Horus, dashing forward almost immediately after with a great sword in his hand. “He may not be at the level of Zeus, but he is a mighty warrior,” Horus thought silently as his eyes tracked the trajectory of the halberd. He had assumed that the greatest threats on Olympus after Zeus and his brothers were Heracles and Ares, but he was wrong. Apollo may not be as powerful as either aforementioned god, but he was not far behind. Each strike was filled with vigour and power, truly reflective of his power as the god of light. While he wasn’t quite on the level of the late Baldur of Asgard, he was a powerful god of light indeed. Horus knew

I was the one who broke Apollo's heart. He was the golden heir of the Sun, my childhood love, and I pushed him away so hard that I drove him all the way to the frozen wastes beyond the North Wind. He stayed there for eight years. Now he was back. He had a new nymph goddess by his side, and they were going to hold their sacred divine marriage right here in our polis. That same week, the temple oracle gave me my final prophecy: I had three months left to live. When my mother wheeled me outside to see him, Apollo's mouth curled into that cruel, mocking smile I remembered all too well. His dark eyes swept over me from head to toe, taking in the wheelchair, the thinness of my arms, and the ghost-

They shouldn't be going to war over trivial circumstances. This wasn't going to go down well and he knew it. The stars had begin to sparkle and the couple were in their secret garden enjoying the blessing Artemis had given them, "Darling, what do we do now? We have openly sent an invitation to war and I know their alpha, he won't hesitate to answer it with gunpowder and fire." Xerxes is a bit worried, "and I know he would come after our daughter." His lover squeezes his hand gently,

My thumb hovered once, then pressed the Alpha Darius, the father of the girl I was supposed to marry. Alpha Darius Valecrest. He answered on the third ring. “Kael.What a pleasant surprise. I suppose you’ve come to a decision about my daughter.” My mouth felt dry. I stared out at the dark stretch of Obsidian land, at everything that could be taken from me. “Darius,” I said. A pause. Careful. Expectant. “Yes,” I continued, forcing the words out, one after the other. “I’d like to marry your daughter.”

I have seen this look before, and it never ends well. “What happened?” I ask, forgetting that Fern is in my arms. Wesley’s eyes flicker between us. “Not here.” Fern squirms out of my arms. “I will go change.” Reluctantly, I let her go and watch as she walks away, before turning to Wesley. He almost looks pale. “Alpha Leo and his daughter, Grace, are here. They want to renegotiate the terms of the alliance.”

He'd been ready to be Alpha since he was just a pup. He'd trained hard and had listened to (almost) every piece of advice his father had given him over the years while he'd groomed him to become Alpha. He and his wolf were born to lead, there was nothing else that they wanted. Derulo would be his Beta, he would mate with the daughter of the Alpha of the Eastern pack, and everything would fall into place. Sure, he would never get the love that Derulo had with Manda, but his father had made an agreement to mate his oldest son with the oldest daughter of the fellow Alpha to form a stronger alliance than friendship. Samantha was a nice enough girl, even though she was only seventeen, which

Wouldn’t it be a shame if something happened to such an oasis for supernatural beings? “Ares, do I even need to ask why you are here?” “Did Zeus send you to find me Hermes? “As a matter of fact, he did. You know that you are on probation even though you can leave Olympus now. You can only be gone so long before he sends someone to look for you.” “Ahh, yes I know. Are you going to tell him where you found me?” “I don’t think that has to be mentioned, but I hope you aren’t up to no good. I know that Demi is over there inside that castle as we speak. Why can’t you just leave her alone and go on about your business.”

I envied her for a moment, envied her ability to sleep despite the shit that was happening around her. I jumped down from the horse, landing on my feet swiftly. Whipping out my blade, I motioned for Orion and Sirius to be quiet. They are the reason I was able to find her in the first place. All I did was give them her stuff, and they were pawing away, like police dogs. They laid down on the ground, fangs retracting into their mouth. They were a rare breed, animals who had been subjected to Sycamore’s potions.