Apollyon For Honor Face Novels & Stories

Hopefully, he gets the hint and let her go before she pushes him off to an open chasm of the underworld. “What? Why are you looking at me like that, Poppy?” suddenly, Apollo grinned, luminous blue eyes twinkling, “Oh, did you finally come to your senses? Did you realize that I am hotter? That’s okay, go ahead, stare at me with love and adoration to your hearts’ content~!” Her eyebrow twitched, “Apollo, I am literally glaring at you with nothing but pure, unadulterated hate in my eyes right now.” “…I told you so! After all, a mere dog could never compare with a face as radiant as I!”

When she opened her mouth, all that came out was, “Do you trust me?” Apollo considered her for a moment. “Leave us,” he ordered the others. Amerie held his gaze as the other three silently left the room. For a moment, they remained frozen, staring at each other. Amerie kept her breathing even and did not break his golden stare. Finally, Apollo rose from his chair and slowly walked around his desk to face her. He dropped to one knee and bowed his head. “I, Apollo, the Great Wolf and Alpha of the Silver Moon pack, pledge my undying loyalty to you, Great Other.” He lifted his head and shot her a lopsided grin. “I’ll follow you to the edge of the earth and through gates to other worlds. Just tel

In a spur of anger, he signaled his men to advance. "Take care of that woman," he ordered as he turned to his Beta. It was a bloodbath, on that early morning of Autumn. The wolves shifted mid-air simultaneously and pounced the three. With Alessia up front, she readied herself and met them in the air with a big leap. She's not going down without a fight.

All nodded, he only said what they were all thinking. “I fear that’s not the worst of it.” King Apollo spoke up. His aura spread out around him like a thick blanket. The obvious pain and anger laced in the weight of it. Though his audience was nothing but Alphas, being the King it was felt by each of them. “Father.” Adonis murmured. Apollo looked at his son. He reined his aura back in and a collective breath was had by all. “They used wolfsbane coated weapons.” Apollo announced and then waited for the news to settle in.

His eyes met mine, giving me another death glare as my grandfather walked away. “It’s definitely an honour to be trained by him. I’ve heard stories about how he used to train right before they were locked in the human realm. He was ruthless and unforgiving, a true warrior.” I turned and studied his face, and his eyes were focused on my grandfather. Watching as he showed another trainee how to hold his stance while swinging his sword. Then, his eyes returned to mine, his lips stretching into a breathtaking smile. “I’m Apollo, by the way; this is my first year trying out. I believe I’ve seen you a few times in the warrior training but never had a chance actually to introduce myself.” He reache

I weakly smile at grandpa, showing gratitude. "I have not yet formally introduced myself. My name is Apollo the god of healing and comfort. I am a killer as well, only I kill the heartless. Oh, come on, do not look so petrified. You already have Hermes and Poseidon in your midst. What is one more god?" He chuckles lightly and I see a few of our people also smile. However, they are not full smiles but it's a start.

After his friend nudged his shoulder as he sat, he raised his voice. “What? Did that bitch left already? I don’t care if she’s the alpha’s sister. They are nothing in this town!” “Really? Then, you are someone they should look up to.” Apollo’s voice reached everyone’s ears. It was chilly and menacingly evil. The man looked up to the one who spoke. He furrowed his brows as he didn’t recognized him. But, when he saw the family logo on the alpha’s clothes, he instantly knelt down.

“You let Aphrodite take the brunt of the battle. You’re just a candy-ass pussy looking for greatness when it isn’t deserved. I may hate Aphrodite, but she was at least a worthy opponent. You’re just a poser.” “What in Zeus’s name is wrong with you?” He drops his shoulders, confused by my reaction. “You dare cross me, Daughter of Selene? You think I’m the one who’s daft?” “So you’re what? Aphrodite’s clean-up crew?” I laugh harder, ignoring his reaction. Tears roll down my cheeks. If this is the end for me, I at least want to get a kick out of it. “You’re just a pussy-whipped lackey dressed in warrior clothing? You speak of honor. Fuck you and your depraved perception of honor.”

Apollo replied, his cheeks burning, uncomfortable, unsure what was wrong with him. "And what did those instincts tell you?" Xaun inquired, still somewhat smiling. "t-that I should defend f-friends," Apollo muttered as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt, still ashamed. "You're such a sweetheart, baby," Xaun said, his eyes glowing. "Come on, I missed your bright smile, smile for me my little fae," Xaun said, softly lifting his mate's chin. "I won't, smiles are contagious," Apollo teased, biting his lower lip to keep from smiling.

He said with a soft smile as he took his wife’s hand gently and caressed it. “He’s right hunny.” The Luna says and Runa only smiled and nodded. A man stepped out, stood at least five-six, and looked young. “This is Alex, he’s unmated and is a very excellent fighter. If anything happens,” he paused before glancing to Alpha Ace, “Report to us and keep her safe.” “Of course Alpha,” Alex said, crouching down to get bags and placing them in the car that awaited her. She grimaced a bit before giving her farewells to her friends, Sierra and Milo, and her pups she trained for years.