Apollo X Hyacinthus Novels & Stories

"Apollo, what are you saying? You told me I was the only one who understood your heart. You said Persephone was proud and cold. You said after the wedding, I would still have you." "Shut up," he snapped. Her eyes filled. "You promised me." Apollo stood and slapped her. The sound was smaller than the one he had given me, but it carried farther because everyone was waiting for it. "You clung to me because my light kept you alive," he said. "Do not mistake pity for love. You are a Nymph Demeter found half-dead in the snow. Persephone is Zeus's daughter. Did you really think I would choose you over a throne?"

Hyacinthus was a very beautiful Spartan prince and lover of the god Apollo. It was a pity that Zephyrus wounded Hyacinthus fatally out of jealousy when Hyacinthus was playing a game of Quoits with Apollo, but even the God of Healing could not save the one he loved. In honor of his lover, Apollo made a flower spring up from Hyacinthus' blood and named the flower Hyacinth. "I don't want to be Zephyrus. I want to be Pegasus roaming freely in the sky," she said jokingly. "Okay," Bellamy said in a gentle voice.

These flowers came out of my mouth non-stop as my tears and sorrow flowed out of my body. “They said the Hyacinth flowers symbolize sadness because of the legend of the Greek god on the sun, Apollo’s lover’s death, Hyacinth. The god, Apollo, grew flowers in his lover’s grave that was the result or the origin of the Hyacinth flowers,” Franklin told me the origin or legend of the Hyacinth flower as I attentively listened. “I thought Apollo’s lover was a mortal woman named Daphne?” I asked him. Because I remember reading one time in a story book during the time I was in Durham's library that there was another story about Daphne, the beautiful mortal woman and Apollo, the god of the sun.

Lux My body went cold at the mention of his name. His scent isn’t here though, but maybe things like that change in the spirit world. But he’s the last person I want to be around. If Rion’s words were true then why would I be in front of Apollo. I try not to stutter as I ask< “Wh…what’s your name?” He chuckles before answering me, “Apollo or Apollon whatever you prefer. I’m the god of prophecy and oracles and music, song, and poetry. Of archery, healing, plague, and disease, and the protection of young!”

Fortunately, I have the power to know their whereabouts, when I saw them, I saw how much warmth they looked at each other. “We can’t be in just one woman, Haiden,” said the man. I go to Joy, and she looked at me. “It can’t be. I don’t know how they ended up at the only one luna when it’s necessary there really should be only one,” she said, confused. Even I was confused by what was happening. “Who is that?” I asked Joy. “Haike is the strongest and proudest son of Alpha. And if Haiden is smart, he is the stupid one among them three.”

She continued, "The story goes that once, Apollo, the sun god, and Zephyr, the deity of the west wind, compete for the love. Then, at one point, Apollo is teaching Hyakinthos how to throw the discus, when Zephyr becomes enraged and blasts a gust of wind in Apollo's direction, causing the discus to hurl back in the direction of Hyakinthos, striking and killing him. Apollo, brokenhearted, finds a flower springing up from the spilled blood and calls it hyacinth in honor of the lover." "That's a sad one." "Perhaps, but not stories are meant to be happy." Luna smiled at me and continued, "But I hope yours will be." Just as she said that, I found Tristan already here in front of the flower shop al

Emma POV They stood under the moonlight, surrounded by their family, waiting for the blue moon to reach its highest peak. Once it did, she would make her plea to the Moon Goddess. It was more important now than ever for this to work. She needed the Moon Goddess to let Dylan have her Alpha.

The science part along with the Gods is a bit strange, the way humans see dimensions is quite interesting and sometimes not so different from what it really is. Sure, the Sun is a star lighting up the sky, but at the same time, he is also a God, Apollo, a powerful being who if he wanted to could wipe out the Earth in just a few months, but he doesn't, his chariot is beautiful and has a glow that can blind if you look at it for too long. The dance between Apollo and the Moon is powerful, it is beautiful, it is splendid and I cannot deny, as much as I despise Selene, I cannot deny the interaction that these two Gods have with each other.

“You dragged me here—nearly killed me with a lungful of moldy ancient book dust—for what? Some stupid prophecy?” “Could you at least listen to what it says?” She snapped, clearly growing impatient and so was I, as I really wanted to know what the prophecy was about. There was silence before she barked, “Thank you,” then she continued stiffly. “It says: There will come a time when packs rise against each other, and the order and balance of the realm will shatter. In this era of chaos, a Luna shall be chosen by the goddess herself, blessed with the moon’s power, her fur gleaming silver-bright like the full moon.”

He proclaims. Tears fall from her eyes and she slowly dies. “That's where you're wrong.” Athena says and her eyes glow an icy blue shade, taking him by surprise “I, Luna Athena, Luna Queen of Crescent moon, make this prophecy. The Crescent moon will be ruled again by the bond of a human and a wolf. And humans and wolves will live in harmony side by side….” She stares directly into the eyes of her abductor “....and you will die by the hand of those you call weak and pathetic. You will die by the hands of a human.” And she gives up the ghost.