Apollyon For Honor Face Novels & Stories

I scramble higher on the bed and cuddle against the pillow Esme was leaning on. “Who are you?” He smiles at me, and my heart skips a beat. “I’m Apollo.” I look around the room to avoid his eyes. I notice a picture on the wall. I hurry out of bed and run to the wall. There are three guys, each identical, looking at the camera. The only differences are minute things. This picture looks to be a few years old, so the hairstyle is different. It’s the eyes that draw me in. Standing in the back is Adolf, I’m sure of it. That same dark aura is surrounding him in that picture.

Alice P.O.V *** Finally, the time comes for what everyone was waiting for, since the faces of some of us revealed, I can feel the anger-filled people in my kingdom as they all stand at the border of Entalia, and in front of them standing an army of witches. Staring at each other, hatred can be seen in everyone’s eyes for their opponents.

''I'm sure she will be willing to serve your questions as soon as the panel begins. Salim stood still, not uttering a word but nodding in acknowledgement as he came face-to-face with Miriam for the first time. The mogul looked chubby, almost with a protruding belly and his big, black beard that had patches of grey all over. It was probably the second time--since her teenagehood--that Miriam would be meeting Salim ever. He was a man in his late 50's and he seemed a man seething with bad blood and serious bollocking. Against the notorious impression about Salim, he seemed innocent and a man of few words. In fact, his appearance was attractive and charming such that he could have been misidenti

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!”

Making the full moon night to be changed into a new one. But the bloodhounds don't stop. Roaring back ,they attack. And that's how the war begins. With a thousand against one. Marking a beginning to the most awaited war in history, with no one believing that the villain will become their hero instead. That their killer will be their saviour. That the wolf with the power to bring upon death, will fight for the lives of innocents. And his heart changer will be no one, but the girl. Alexandria King

Apollo was disheartened and lost control, I had no idea what kind of creature he was but I'm sure he wasn't a werewolf, a vampire, or a witch. Apollo's eyes blazed in anger as he slew every single one of the villagers but he never touched me, and I assumed it's because he thought I was more worthy than Saya, but I was wrong. It was so he could torture me to the point I'd wish I were dead a million times. After Apollo killed everyone he made his way to me and I trembled in fear at his expression, he's lost himself. The kind, gentle, and caring Apollo was no longer there but a vengeful beast.

[Male lead's favorability rate towards June Weng +5 current favorability rate 55%] *** After the performance, June was in the changing room removing his head accessories and make up when he heard the door slide open. He looked behind and saw Apollo and Opal standing. "June," Apollo slowly said his name, like he had been dying to say the name out loud for a very long time but could never. June stood up from his chair, he was wearing a thin sliver robe and stormed towards Apollo and punched him in the jaw. Apollo was surprised by the punch and Opal gasped. She angrily eyed the man who punched Apollo but was surprised to see the person's eyes full of tears.

His hands touched my neck and he held it firmly not letting the air in me move. My eyes opened from the force and I gagged on my own breath he finally released. “Hi, I'm Alfred Hestia.” He smiled; his full lush lips curved up. He had eyes similar to mine, that same glow, and I never appreciated how beautiful my eyes were. A broad structure and he was exceptionally tall even though he was sitting on his knees before me. I literally scanned him with my eyes. “Don’t bother saying, werewolves born on full moon are always born beautiful, no wonder Zeus is so ugly.” I tried to laugh at his words, but felt rage rushing in my veins.

No one other than my Mother put me first before Knox. Knox had a meeting with Luna Stella to discuss my freedom but I don’t know if she’d be in a negotiating mood after what her husband did yesterday. The Alpha King snubbed the official Queen at the ceremony and called up the Luna Consort to make the pledge and sacrifice. It shocked a lot of people in the Pack. Luna Monica looked pleased with herself when her husband called her up. It disgusted me. “Any reason you’re isolating?” A girl with thick black hair in a high ponytail, dressed in comfortable workout clothes that fit her perfectly, a contrast to the shabby dress I had on which made it hard to stretch. She had honey-brown eyes and than

She says as I look up and look at the faces looking at me. Hands help me up and I look behind me and see Vilkas with a small smile on his face and tears of happiness in his eyes. I look to the side and see the man with green eyes looking at me. Light filters around us and I get to see this man up close. I’m in awe at what I’m seeing: dark hair, green eyes, a scar that runs down his left side of his face. He is tall and built like I imagined he would be. “Let me introduce myself. I am King Apollo and this is my mate and Queen Valeria.” My eyes widen and I bow deeply to them both when Valeria chuckles.