Apollyon For Honor Face Novels & Stories

Jolene jumps up and looks around but no one’s near her. A deep voice booms from the sky, “My name is Apollo, I am the sun God. I am not a goddess. I am a god.” Jolene should be terrified, but she feels honored, “It’s nice to meet you Apollo.” He replies, “The honor is mine. Please let Luna know that Apollo sent his regards and is watching over you as well.” Whispers thank you, and the warmth of the sun on her cheeks shows her that he is there.

“YOUR majesty, we present to you the alphas, betas, and the warriors who had shown exemplary bravery at the border during the vampires’ invasion. All of them were led by Alpha Chester. Now that their wounds have recuperated, to boost their morale, especially the warriors’ morale, we would like to humbly request for them to be rewarded,” Apollo, one of the newly-elected members of the council suggested as he introduced their names to me one by one during our meeting.

Horus questioned. There was no way Apollo had this kind of information. Loki trusted no one, much less an Olympian. Why would he give this kind of information to Apollo, especially when Asgard and Olympus were rivals? The only answer to this was that Apollo was not really Apollo! Horus’ eyes may be able to do more than what those of other gods could, but they were called battle eyes for a reason. They could not see through disguises and untruths like True Eyes. “You aren’t that dumb after all. Well, maybe you are, given that it took you so long to figure this out.” Apollo replied as his image changed into a man whose eyes could actually see through untruths.

A lop-sided smile came on his perfect bow-shaped lips. Apollo was wearing a white shirt and black pants. The shirt stretched over his chiseled body, doing little to hide the muscles beneath it. He was so handsome that I was sure he used his sexy charm to disarm every girl around him. If I didn’t know of his depravity, I would have fallen for him too. He radiated so much power, dominance and arrogance that it was no wonder that everyone wanted to submit to him. “I am here to take my panties,” I said, maintaining a brave façade. “Give them to me and let’s get over it!”

he added to them. Melvon and Tanny looked at each other. Their faces immediately turned pale. Apollo smirked because, even though he didn't look closely, he knew the two were scared. Who wouldn't be afraid if he was in front of him? He doesn't forgive anyone who gets in his way; could this be an insult to his and Melody's names?

A single lightning bolt pierced the clear western sky once more. Diana, who hated the thought of this kind of faux supremacy, answered through gritted teeth with the hopes of consoling the second alpha. “This hybrid luna is loyal to the Alliance. I will gladly risk my life for this war if need be, Mister.” Though she was forced into submission, her words remained resolute – and dignified.

My warriors praise me as the first ever woman wartime Luna who has left the comfort of her pack house and joined the battleground to fight for honor and friendship. “Hail the slayer of demon Patricia! Hail the great Alicia!” They chant. Today I feel it's going to be a day like no other, the spoils will be many. Something tells me that today will mark a turning point in this war. I'm certain that things will turn for the better.

"We would be honored." The End

Tatun steps forward and gives Bellona a hug, he takes my hands next, once again he drops to one knee. “Alpha Enyo, we as a pack pledge our loyalty to you and your mate Alpha Clayton. When the time comes we will stand with you, as I am sure more will when they learn you have returned” I just nod, feeling quite uncomfortable. I was born to be a warrior and even being Clay’s Luna feels right but Alpha, I really don’t know.

In that moment Ally felt like an object. A blinding light appeared and as the light died she could make out a figure. It was a massive and winged. A pair of human feet walked over the glass towards them and seemed to leave the owner unaffected. Ally instinctively put the little boy behind her and began walking away from what was now two men. A demon and a black winged angel. “It was me, Gabriel. Leader of the army of heaven.” His voice boomed. She had never seen two better looking men in the same room.