Novel & Cerita Ares Epic

Agape's POV "Miss Agape, are you, perhaps, represents the woman in your work? If so, then, who's your Eros?" A parent ask and it really caught me off-guard. My cheeks burned up as I shook my head very fast. "Ah-uhm, I'm not! E-Eros and Agape's... uhm, ano... Their relationship is erotic, and I don't have a relationship like that with someone!" I panicked. Waaaah! I'm so embarrassed! My cheeks are so hot!

Now, I shall grant you the power of Eros, and you shall fight for all humanity as the chosen one. "And why would I risk my life to fight?" Alex argued. He had no wish to be the chosen one, and certainly did not want to bear such heavy responsibilities. Before he could continue, a blue screen appeared before his vision. [Host: Alex] [Points: 50 (Starter Gift)] [Skills: Divine Justice of Eros God (Shooting cum inside a girl's pussy while they orgasm will make them a devout to you.)] [Daily Missions: 3]

Agape Agape: noun. 1. The highest form of love. Selfless, sacrificial, and unconditional love; persists no matter the circumstance. Chapter 1 Ella: Everything seems so surreal. If fairytales are real, I think I could say pretty confidently that I'm living mine. Meeting Declan has been the ultimate change in my life, meeting him was and is the best thing that has ever happened to me. From being alone to now, it seems weird to look back. Now that I have Declan, I can't even imagine how I felt or how I went on without him. He's so special to me I can't even comprehend it.

“Your Papu just wants to make it up to you.” “Yeah, Mamu.” Miracle giggled and lunged herself at her. After a minute, Aiden came back with a laptop in his hand. He glared at them again before dropping his weight on the couch. Sometimes, his forehead would crease. Sometimes, he shifted his body and focused on the laptop. Perhaps, he already got irritated browsing the internet so he stood up and lunged himself beside her. “Papu, I know a place like that.” Miracle shifted from her laps to him.

Too far for him to reach. The beast wasted no time, charging at him again. Apollo rolled out of the way, and Ahmes let out another growl, drawing in the beast's attention. It screamed at the challenge and moved towards us once more. We charged at it again, somehow managing to run between its legs. Then, in one swift movement, we were on the beast's back. Ahems's claws digging into its flesh as she bit down on the back of its neck.

"No I don't think so but maybe if you behave I'll show you, so how about we watch one of my favorite shows." "You say it like you have alot?" "Yeah, whenever I'm stressed out about something or sad I keep myself busy with TV series and shows." "So what're we watching today?" He says raising his eyebrows. "Game of thrones," I say smiling. "Really? You know I've never watched an episode." "What? Really? How?" "Yeah I just don't get why people are obsessed with it." "Oh cmon Noah, you have to watch game of thrones. It's so addictive and almost everyone I know watches it. So mister we're starting from season 1 episode 1 today," I say smiling.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

he added. "Wow! Great, Beelzebub. Now you want this war to end? I thought you didn't want me to fight your brother," I laughed, and he smiled. "Because I saw how great you are when you crossed the Great Sea. Most people die, but you made it," he said. "Tell me how you crossed, then," I giggled. "I almost died, Destiny. Let's not talk about it," he pouted like a baby, and I couldn't help but smile.

What the fuck? My beautiful wing, or what was a beautiful wing, is green. I hit the ground hard because I'm more concerned with my wing than what's below me. I stumble and right myself, and as I do, I catch sight of my other wing. My legs too. I'm green. I'm cursed. Or I'm dying. That's it. Some horrible disease carried by eagle poop has invaded this realm and now I'm dying. My dragon's curse is death.

“This only makes the plan better—much better.” She could feel the threads of her intricate web weaving tighter, knowing that this pregnancy could be her ace in the hole. Men like Ace were strong, unyielding, and terrifying, but they always had one fatal flaw—family. They would destroy empires for the people they loved, and that, Evelyn knew, could be turned into their downfall.