Apollyon Novels & Stories

He turned to face her and watched as realization begin to show on her face. “Lord Apophis!” she stated. “You are Felan.” He retorted. She stood up quickly and started to glow. Lord Apophis is not what she had pictured, but they never do. He stood massively huge and muscular. He had arms and legs like a human. His face looked like a lizard’s. He had fire for hair, which burned a light bluish purple. His hands and feet were claws. He had purple eyes, and his skin was rock-like.

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

Finally when her muscles were unable to even twitch, the creature roared aloud as it spurted jets of cum inside all of her holes. The hot jets of its cum hit straight her womb, filling her completely, making her fall down on the ground like a helpless, limbless creature. When the creature was done cumming, it dropped Maya's unmoving, tired body to the ground and disappeared. When the next day Maya woke up in Vishous's arms, he informed her that finally, they were mated and the rules of mate bond had been changed by the werewolf God. Their God would be coming every full moon from now on to take her.

Alex POV My wolf shivered in pain as she fell unconscious. Rage burned inside me like someone just lit a fuse. I couldn’t contain the anger I felt right now, all I wanted was blood. I wanted to hear him scream my man, pleading for me to end his life after I’ve tortured him to death. I’ve never understood why my father would get so angry over my mother when they told us stories. But now I get it. I couldn’t think of anything else, everything inside me was on overdrive. I felt the blood in my veins boiling.

Hunter growled lowly. "He's so f*cking strong. All of you guys are against him, the king, and all the other packs, and yet Alonso is alive, successfully hiding and planning a massacre. That man is inhuman. He won't stop until he gets what he wants and his ambition is f*cking crazy." Lennox stated the obvious. It was true that the werewolf race had never come across such a strong threat that they still couldn't eliminate. Even after losing a strong pack like Draken's. Alonso still stood strong prowling towards his goal. It was f*cking intimidating.

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.

His premonitions led him to believe that his beloved Allan, the ten-year-old werewolf Alpheno who possesses the power of supreme god, was in grave danger. As Kai prepared to embark on a perilous journey to rescue Allan, a terrifying force descended upon Gaia. Fen, the formidable leader of the Werewolf God Destroyers, materialized amidst the tranquil surroundings, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger. With a ferocious roar that echoed through the valley, he unleashed his wrath upon the unsuspecting villagers.

But I guess tonight, I will find out just exactly how strong she is. I close my eyes briefly and invoke Apollo. Time to sow your prowess buddy. A second passes, and then two. But my wolf does not come. Nothing happens. Something is wrong. Apollo has gone quiet, and so has the beast. My eyes snap open. Like seriously? Of all times? “Helios, son of Kronus, you are fast and strong, but you cannot survive against my powers!” I hear no bluff in her voice. She moves her arms as if stretching them, blood drips from her fingernails and in an instant, the tiny flame that floats nearby explodes into a big fiery ball. It comes hurtling my way.

voices cried in unison as heads turned upward. A silhouette emerged within the storm, slowly becoming clearer—a dark, menacing figure with fiery orange eyes and a cruel, predatory smile. His black, scale-like armor bore the crimson mark of a serpent across the chest, topped with a horned helm that declared him ruler of shadows. With clawed, inhuman hands and an aura of pure malice, he embodied the very essence of a serpent king born of darkness and fear. "Apophis," Maya whispered in horror. Then, spotting the witches, she screamed at the top of her lungs:"Stop them! They’re trying to release Apophis, the god of chaos! They’re feeding the chant with death itself!"

Apollo let out a huff, before he says to Ambrogio, “You are no match for me, even with your army of Selene’s wolves behind you. I’m a God, and it is time to take what I want, and stop playing these games with you mortals.” Standing up straight, I moved from peering around Ambrogio, as I looked over to see my Uncle Bishop ready to pounce on Apollo at any moment, but I knew that if he was going to have a fighting chance to sink his teeth into Apollo’s flesh, I had to help him. Pulling the sunstone and the telus over my head, I felt their power radiating from them as they touched the bare flesh of my chest.