Apollo X Hyacinthus Mga Nobela at Kwento

He never thought that maybe, just maybe the gods kept away because they needed the Calibaans to find their strength. After many years spent on consecutive pleadings made by Isi Ala. He met Ngwal Apata, the God of the Rock. He was the most aggressive of all the gods and was never worshipped by the earthen because of his unfriendly attitude. His feet and hands were rocky but his face was like that of the glowing moon. He rarely laughed or smiled and has no friends either. Seeing that no gods came to the Calibaan's rescue, he decided to usurp the opportunity.

The moon shone brightly overhead, casting a soft glow over the clearing where Alexander and Claire's mating ceremony was to take place. The alpha stood tall and proud, flanked by Aiden and Nicklaus. Mia, was also present, her hand clasped tightly in Nicklaus's as they stood side by side. Claire stood nervously beside Alexander, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. Being a hybrid, she feared that the people would reject her because of her powers. But Alexander had promised her that they would accept her, that they would see her for the kind and gentle soul that she was.

And why is she here? "Can I ask you who you are then what are you doing at this place?" I ask her. "I'm Luna of the Blue moon pack. Alpha Samuel's Mate." WHAT!!!!

He faced her with different emotions playing on his face so Eleena couldn't clearly tell what he is really telling. Apollo closed his eyes before taking a deep breath then he sighed and Eleena instantly knew that what was happening was a burden to Apollo. He sighs once more and Eleena is agitated. She even wants to shake Apollo to squeeze the answers from him but her nervousness is restraining her from moving. Apollo finally looked her in the eye and as if they could communicate through eye contact, Eleena felt the weight of the problem. “You just met Persephone, Hades’s wife.”

I could feel the weight of history bearing down upon me, the whispers of the past echoing through the crumbling stones. Apollo led me to a hidden chamber, deep within the ruins. The room was small, with walls lined with intricate carvings and symbols of the moon goddess. "This is the Heart of the Goddess," Apollo said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Here, you will find the source of your power." I approached the center of the room, where a glowing crystal orb sat atop a pedestal. The orb pulsed with a soft, lunar light, and I could feel its energy calling to me.

Hmm. Currently, we are at the riverbed, Jax and I, but far from the usual crowded or overpopulated areas of the pack. The thick trees around us would even conceal us from nearby eyes even if we were spotted. And the plants surrounding us are Akon- Greek and when translated means dart. The dart plant or monkshood, name comes from the sepal, the outer part of the flower, that covers the bud as it develops and supports the petals. The sepal resembles the cowl that monks used to wear. But it is more commonly known by most as 'wolfsbane'.

He seemed deep in thought as he continued to stare at the goddesses wondering if their breasts were also twins. " Horus!" Apollo shouted, grabbing the god's attention once more. It was not his fault that the ladies from Olympus hardly covered their overly attractive bodies. " Yes..?" Horus replied not sure of what he missed. Bust chuckled as Apollo glared at Horus,"Do you wanna be a flower boy?" Apollo asked in his smooth Greek accent. " Because I will make it happen," he added, making the young god scoff.

They were all bearing the mark of the Luna. Hyacinth Luminar, the young girl with a rare power that comes from the bloodline of the Luna Luminar, a legendary Luna from the eighteenth century. From the moment she was born, the Moon Goddess already bestows her the sun, and the moon collided, and with the two enemies align, the light came shining on the newborn pup. Well, at least that’s how I remembered about Hyacinth's popular story.

Apollo says. “Venus,” Colton is smiling, I can hear him. “She’s back. This way.” Mercury- Venus is close. The lights turn on and we are surrounded by wolves. “Shift,” Mia screams. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mercury’s POV “Oh good, more trophies!” I see Reynolds sneer. “Not today,” A Lycan I don’t know picks Reynolds up from behind. “Apollo,” Stacey whispers. “Kill them all,” Reynolds orders his rogues as he tried to get to the Lycan I assume is named Apollo.

Artemis follows, the hinge whispering against the hush. Inside, the low moonlight pools on folded forms. Apollo lies on the wide bed, his silver hair splayed on the pillow. Helios slumbers in a wingback chair, head lolling to one side. Khione rests on a cot against the far wall, her breathing even and deep. Diana, pale with worry, sleeps propped against pillows near the foot of Apollo’s bed, one arm draped protectively across Apollo’s blankets.