Ares And The Trojan War Novels & Stories

It may be good to have her around after all. Ares arrives at Thrace still laughing bout Posideon when one of his warriors enters the room informing him rumors say Typhon has joined Lucius for the upcoming war. Hearing this made Ares's day more interesting. Typhon has been an enemy to him and other Gods and Goddesses for a long time and Ares can't count the years. I have to be on the front line when that fucker arrives. I can't wait to see my niece let him she's the boss and he's her bitch. Oh hell yes." *****

His hair color changed to maroon, and he now has a pair of red-orange orbs. Cordelia is the daughter of Euphrosyne—the goddess of good cheer, joy, and mirth—and Ares—the God of war or the spirit of battle. Having them as parents can explain her unending liveliness and her huge urge to fight. Helios, on the other hand, is the son of Heracles—best known as the strongest of all mortals—and Athena—the goddess of battle and strategies. This explains why Helios has the incredible strength where he could wield and use the heaviest sword that exists. Cordelia's appearance became different than it was before. Her childlike eyes turned into a fierce one, still having her purple orbs. She wears black s

Four divine figures stood before him, casting shadows that felt like a physical weight against his chest. Zeus stepped forward first, the sky darkening in submission above him. “Paris of Troy,” he said, his voice vibrating in the marrow of the boy’s bones. “You have been chosen to judge which of these goddesses is the fairest.” The golden apple materialized in Zeus’s hand, burning with a malicious luster. He pressed it into Paris's trembling palm. It was smooth. It was beautiful. And as Paris looked up into the desperate, demanding eyes of the goddesses, he realized it was the most dangerous weapon in the universe.

Aphrodite explained. "Wait, Athena the goddess of war is my sexy mate's mother?" Asher asked. "Why? Are you scared?" Mykynzye asked. "Hell, no! That is so fucking cool." Asher exclaimed. "Oh, for the love of Olympus! Are you sure he is not on the fucking spectrum?" Kaelayni asked. “Asher please focus! I know there is a small difference between them, but what is it?” Mykayla asked.

He wouldn't have hesitated to harm himself to keep them away. Currently, he could hear many voice including his mother to drop the treasure but that filled him with thrill to drag it with more force until, he heard his father's voice, " Dear Ares. " He knew that he was his father because nobody else called him Ares, God of war.

I went up against Dean, plotted, schemed, begged and at last swayed King Edward and ended the Warlandian Wars with the House of Assassins by my side, making an enemy of my brother, a bloodthirsty killer, for life in the process. (Aria) I was not a stranger to war stories, but the ones pouring out of Troy were some of the most vicious, merciless ones I had ever heard. I found once he started, he couldn't quite stop. My heart went out to him. To the sixteen year old boy who had to go up against two grown men to liberate nations, including mine. When at last he did quiet down, I got up and went towards him. Troy got up too and walked away. I remembered what last night was like. He could have re

I retorted to Lincoln but he just shook his head as if he wasn’t convinced by what I just told him. "Do you still remember about the Trojan War that I told you before?" Lincoln asked me causing me to raise my eyebrows at him because I don't know why he's asking me about the Trojan war. "Yeah! I still remember it all too well, Lincoln." I respond to him. How can I forget about it? I was so fascinated when Lincoln told me about the Trojan war that until now, I can still remember everything about it. Lincoln told me that during the Trojan war, a Trojan horse or a huge wooden horse was built and used by the Greeks to enter the city of Troy. The Greeks constructed the Trojan horse and hid a selec

They were fully capable of destroying a small-scale country! On the other hand, in Zayn’s point of view, they were punching bags. To be exact, they were four top-quality punching bags. “You’re finally here! Very well, very well!” Zayn’s imposing presence was growing exponentially. At this very moment, he was no longer a person but Ares, the god of war. He was a god who lived for battle! Sensing Zayn’s presence, Taio and the other three members glanced at one another. They could see the intense murderous intense and deep jealousy in one another’s eyes!

“So should you.” He leaned against the doorway. “Salvatore’s changing. You’re right to worry.” “He’s slipping,” she said. “I can feel it. Every time he speaks, he’s sharper. Every time he looks at someone, he’s calculating. I’m afraid he’s going to cut too deep, even at those who love him.” Ares looked down, thoughtful. “This war isn’t just fought with swords. Trust is the real battlefield now. And it’s eating him alive.”

James quickly said, "The moment I realized the strange civil war ... that seemed easy and had so many loopholes, I immediately suspected that this war was just a trap." He took a deep breath before continuing, "What I mean is ... this war is only being used to destabilize and divide." Ben massaged his temples, while Jason began to bite his lip in annoyance. "I immediately looked for Prince Gary and ... he even, you know ... he immediately admitted it. He enlisted the help of other kingdoms secretly to seize Ans De Lou from King Xylan, because he ...." James paused and glanced at the young prince who was displaying an innocent facial expression that was clearly a trick.