Apollo X Hermes の小説・ストーリー

"She loves turning them into animals, sometimes kills them or irritate their children." "Continuing, Poseidon the God of sea and earthquakes is married and so is Hephaestus the god of fire and metal work. He is married to Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, who in turn is in love with Ares the God of war which makes him unavailable too. Then there is the unmarried Hermes, Apollo, and Dionysus. Lord Apollo and Hermes have countless lovers, but the former only has his heart set on one and Hermes isn't the marrying type. Dionysus due to his controversial birth of having a mortal mother mustn't have appeased her."

What was happening to him? "Are you wondering what son I am talking about?" Apollo asked and he grinned at Xerxes like a lunatic. "You don't have to know, dear brother. Some things are better left unsaid. But I've had my eyes on the Soul Gem for so long, and after years of meticulous planning, I finally have it" "You... you won't get away with this...", Xerxes rasped weakly. Apollo chuckled and straightened to his feet. " I already have. I am now the Supreme Alpha, and as long as I have the Soul Gem, I won't be affected even if Hayden crumbles"

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

Apollo blinked a few times before answering. “Artemis is the goddess of the hunt, wild animals, the moon… even childbirth and chastity.” “I knew it!” Summer cheered, grinning at Artemis. “I should call you a goddess! You’re so pretty, just like her!” “Does that mean you’ll call me Uncle God?” Apollo piped up. Summer wrinkled her nose. “But you’re not a god.” “Yeah, but Apollo is a god—and he’s handsome.” “But you’re not as cool as him.”

He was treating me not like a servant, but like a curious specimen. “You look… settled,” he observed, his tone surprisingly flat. “The food helped, Alpha,” I murmured, my heart thumping. His gaze dropped to my legs, then back up to my face. “Did you know that tonight’s full moon is strong?” “I… I avoid looking at the moon, Alpha,” I confessed, shame tightening my throat. The Omegas knew I was the dust-wolf, the failure and the moon only highlighted the agonizing lack of the wolf within me. I have heard how everyone felt so connected with their wolves, how it was almost like having a constant friend by I didn’t. The only thing I had is a tugging burn inside me whenever I was too late to have

He smiled and pulled me closer to him. “She asked that we do something like this as it was a tradition the old pack had, the pack she grew up in. The Goddess saw fit to bring us back together in such different circumstances. To honour my mate we went forward with the very relaxed welcoming ceremony. I’d like to introduce you to your Luna, Kara Ashford.” He pointed at me and I stepped forward and waved before I spoke to the gathered crowd.

Her birth was the herald of change, the turning of the tides, for the second part of the prophecy was revealed in the old tongues: “Upon the turning of the twenty-second year, the wolf shall awaken within the Alpha-born. Her spirit shall be bound by the stars themselves, and her fate shall be woven into the night. As the moon waxes near unto the moment of her birth, the bond must be sealed. The Alpha must claim his mate, and in the claiming, their strength shall be made whole.” “Yet, beware. Should the Alpha remain unclaimed when the moon reaches its zenith, the shadow beyond the veil shall scent her spirit. The Dark One shall stretch forth his hand and seek that which is not his, and he sha

At the very center was our pack’s crest, a full moon partially hidden beneath a cloudy sky speckled with stars. “It’s late. They most likely won’t let us in.” Delphine murmured from the back seat. She wasn’t wrong. Night had long fallen and since it was well past ten, there was every chance Nox and his father had gone to sleep. Luckily, I didn’t give a shit. “Floor it.” I snarled. Hakeem’s plump lips lifted in a vicious smile I found myself returning. This guy was the definition of a ride or die, and I was living for it.

Shadows lunged from between the trees: Lycans, some in their beast form, teeth bared, snarling at the intruder on their lands. Orion's hand went up instinctively to his side to show he meant no harm before he slowly stepped forward, his voice deep and commanding. "I am Orion, Alpha of the North. I've not come to fight. I demand an audience with Alpha Aleksandr." From among the gathered Lycans, a tall woman emerged, the sinewy muscles of her arms flexing beneath her armour, golden eyes sharp as a blade. She regarded him with a look that was both condescending and disregarding.

she said, pointing to other omegas already carrying dishes. Without hesitation, I grabbed the cooler and followed them. I desperately wanted to see what was happening and how happy Elisa looked as she was proclaimed Alpha Caleb’s Luna. We entered the venue, and believe me, everything and everyone looked incredibly elegant. My eyes went wide like someone who had never seen anything beautiful before. It was true.