Novel & Cerita Apollyon

I'm still quite far away, but I now know that I am on the right track. Knowing that I am on the right track now makes me excited to know that I will find my sister soon. Apollo is just as happy as he will be able to talk to Artemis again. Not many people know this, but Apollo is Artemis's brother. He is the son of the moon goddess. He isn't as powerful as Artemis will be, as he is a fierce warrior wolf. Apollo has always been a formidable wolf when it comes to fighting. Even when I got him at 12 years old, I was still able to take all of our best warriors down, including my brothers and father. But no one cared that I was so strong. Being the youngest has had so many disadvantages. I wans't

Four horns spiral from his skull, directing bedlam wherever they point. And because apparently one serpent horror isn’t enough, Apep, Egyptian god of chaos, arrives next. If there's a correlation between being evil and being ugly as fuck, this confirms it. Thankfully, our gods were waiting for this. In a flash, they descend. Old enemies clash—chaos versus order, darkness versus light. I’ve just torn a claw through an enemy’s face when someone grabs my arm. I whirl, ready to strike—until I see Alexander. “We need to move!” he yells over the battle’s roar.

I refuse to believe he is anything other than what he has told me. Damon shakes his head, frowning. "You've misunderstood me, Aidana. All these years you thought I was the enemy, but I was protecting you from your mate, from everyone down here. All these immortals are poison...I would know, I created them. You, however, are my prized possession. An innocent angel who needs protecting." I'm revolted. "Screw you, whoever you are. I can look after myself." I growl. "Shinee is my mate, and if you hated it so much, why don't you change it, or not have allowed it in the first place?"

Fuck, yeah, she’s a Leonetti wolf and that counts for something. The light intensifies, and for a moment, everything is bathed in blinding white. A deafening roar sounds out, and when I open my eyes, I see the dark smoke hovering above Morana. I don’t see any physical features, but I can feel the absolute hatred this thing encapsulates. Who would worship something like this? When the light fades, Morana collapses to her knees, breathing heavily. Nova steps forward, her expression one of relief. “It’s done,” she says softly. “The Meraloth is gone.”

I demanded, struggling against his grip and managing to step on his right foot, forcing him to release me. "Shh, don't make a sound," he hushed me, placing a finger to his lips. His piercing blue eyes shone in the darkness as he stood before me. "What are you doing here? Didn't Ryder ban you from entering his pack?" I asked, puzzled. "I am Apollo, the alpha of all alphas. Who is Ryder to me? His banishment had no real effect on me. I chose to leave him alone for a while, but now I can't do that anymore," he explained, gripping my wrist and attempting to pull me away from the field.

I say to him. “We should create a Gamma position, that way the lead warrior will stay lead Warrior, and Alex’s line can become Gamma. Gamma, half brother to the Beta, who is half brother/cousin to the Alpha, it’s a Springer show!” Apollo jokes. “Only we aren’t going to throw chairs and act like freaks,” I warn him. “Yes dear,” Apollo smiles and pulls me close. “MINE.” “And your brothers too,” I remind him. “Yeah but Mine first,” Apollo kisses my neck where he will mark me.

But he had no idea about the direction and gravity of the danger lurking around. ''Is there anyone there?'' Donovan barked out again impatiently making vain effort to keep a steady voice, ''you gotta speak out now or I'll fire whoever is playing this game.'' Suddenly, in a flash, the ward was lit again--but this time--with a flood of red emergency light spreading across the ward. The red light flooded the room from the ceiling and it afforded Donovan a chance to regain a clearer view of his surrounding space. However, he managed to keep his eyes partly open, staring down the isle towards Natasha's bunk again and he suddenly caught the sight of a looming epicene figure from a distance. The fi

Adonis yelled, trying to to stall Kalta so he could think of a way to get away from Kalta and protect Bethany. "Because you, my boy, are very special. You are a death angel, though a little different. With your mother's unique blood and your father's strength, you would make an excellent breed. It would be nice to have you in my corner." Kalta said, even though he knew that his main reason for wanting Adonis' loyalty was because he was scared that the kid would overthrow him and he was never ready to let that happen. Adonis knew he wanted nothing to do with this monster and everything he stood for, but then, he was weighed down knowing that despite being human, he may just really be a monste

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

“Aphrodite's ass, that's one fine lady...” “You're an anthropomorphic entity, not a sex-starved frat boy. Isn't there a single male in the entire universe, immortal or not, who isn't ruled by testosterone?” I groaned. “Metatron. Anyways, I was talking about the motorcycle. Look at the shine- she's got hexavalent chrome plating: highly toxic and oh-so-beautiful, just like Pallor.” “Isn't Pallor your horse?”