Apollo X Hyacinthus Novels & Stories

She interrupted me. “I know what I am saying. They hate me, I’m new here”. “They don’t, and why would they hate someone they haven’t seen before”. I kept quiet, but I knew they would hate me once they know I’m a hybrid. That was how it was everywhere. I had never been accepted, no one in my family had ever been, and it wouldn’t change even in the future. “They have no right to hate you. You are out Luna and mate to our Alpha. Hating you is just as being hateful towards Alpha Vaughan”. Her voice was oddly soothing, but I chuckled softly.

Twelve flying horses blazing with golden fire pounded across the clouds, lighting up the entire sky as bright as day. "Selene, get out here!" Apollo's impatient voice cut through the chamber doors. Helena quickly gave Chloe a push. Supported by the temple attendants, Chloe carefully stepped out through the doors. I dragged my weakened body to the window and watched the spectacle outside with cold eyes. Apollo stood by the chariot, didn't so much as glance at her, let alone offer a hand. "What's taking so long? My patience has limits." He tossed out the words coldly and climbed straight into the chariot.

Hades naming Proserpina after Persephone was a move meant to pacify his wife since he's bringing his kid to their home. I don't think I had the time to explain it more in the story but the tattoo that Alastor mentioned "peeking on the back of Proserpina's neck" is actually a swirling petal of a black spider lily that reaches down to her spine. It turns red whenever she fails a mission or misses a kill. The book cover is what I imaged it looks like.

He walked on and on, until, finally he lost his way completely, and weakened by hunger and exhaustion, fell swooning in the great meadow by the edge of a wood. Now, while Phaethon was making his journey, Apollo sat in his great throne room on a huge throne made of pure gold. This was the quiet hour before dawn when night left its last coolness upon the earth. And it was then, at this hour, that Apollo sat on his throne, wearing a purple cloak embroidered with the golden signs of the zodiac.

“I don’t need-“ I stopped as my eyes fell on Apollo. He was shirtless, his caramel skin glowing in the sunlight. His muscles toned, he looked as though he was moulded by the mother's own two hands—pure perfection. I forced my eyes to find him. His lips tugged up in the corner as he took me in. His perfect purple eyes, looking back at me. “Apollo, what are you doing here,” I asked, confused. Audra gripped my arm tightly. I looked back at her giving her a reassuring smile. Her grip loosened as she stepped back. I turned back to Apollo, finding him now in front of us. He reached his hand out and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. My skin tingled in response to his touch. He looked down at me, h

No matter how much Roula would flirt with another student she always left with Vulcan. Apollo and Cynthia were actually fraternal twins. No one would believe them due to the fact that didn’t seem close. Or look alike for that matter. Artemis was the epitome of a modern hippie in their eyes. She wore her hair long, mid back length, in a French braid, while Apollo kept his hair shoulder length and in a ponytail. He seemed more alike with Roula than Cynthia. They often would try to pair her with Vulcan despite knowing that he was in love with Roula.

he kissed my cheeks and lips. Locking them, I lost myself in his embrace, “Z---Zeus, let’s n---not be rude. She came here for the first time…” he put me down and fixed his clothes. We walked together towards Arthur and his mate bond, “Hello, I'm Aurora.” I extended my hand for a firm handshake and she followed. “I’m Halsey McCallion…” she replied with eyes glowing like a bulb. “I’m so honored to meet the almighty in person…” she replied bowing to Zeus.

Dionysus whispered the last sentence so Zoey wouldn't hear it. "Ouch, brother. You're being mean again. May I remind you that I'm two years older than you?" Apollo faced Zoey's direction again, completely ignoring Dionysus. "Sorry if I'm being rude. I should introduce myself first. Pardon me. Here." Apollo reached out his hand. "Apollo Austen Montgomery. Dionysus' most handsome brother." "Montgomery? I thought you're brothers?" Zoey asked, confused. "Half-brother, witch."

Amalthea was oblivious to what was going on between Hephaestus and her mother. He focused on his queen again, “These boys as I said are one of the same, they shine brightly, you want them to bond for all eternities which they surely would. But you also want them to be independent and have their own paths when they must,” he paused. “Phosphorus and Hesperus, the star of the day and the star of the night,”

The one that lent Brison his slightly crooked nose, Calix his electric blue eyes, and Demetrius his dimples. Apollo also shrinks down to his human form, his skin still showing that golden brown and glowing skin, bleached blonde hair, and the electric blue eyes of all of Zeus’s sons. “Much better,” Apollo says. Even in this form, Apollo’s voice has a crackling and warm quality, though there’s more of a musical quality to it in this form. “Alright, lay down here on the grass. I’m going to scan your body with my powers and then see what we’ve got.”