Ares Epic Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

Leo begins. The ominous air in the room continues to grow as we all listen to what he has to say. “Apep/Apophis/Typhon or whatever the fuck you want to call him, was the enemy of the sun god, Ra/Helios. With the Solaris line now coming to light, also known as the Ardens-” “Something that we kept private for a reason. How dare you share such information without my father’s knowledge.?” Aleric asks coldly.

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.

It is only because of this job she could go home, relax in her tub and read a web novel before sleep even after the apocalypse. Her favorite are rebirth apocalypse novels and dashing hero ones. After all, we only ever like fantasy when reality is utterly disappointing. There is no way to reincarnate even with all the weird abilities going around. If there were any good men in the world, they did not survive past the first week of the apocalypse. She knew very well what she would do if she were the lead of either story. If she were to be reborn before the apocalypse, she would blow her brains out after killing her entire family.

Sryrn and her queen's men replie Moriah peeled off the glove and let it fall to the ground, ready to turn into the Legend. The gods in the pyre were scarcely recognizable anymore. The head fell off the smith with a puff of ash and embers. Myra sang in the tongue of Waterfall, her voice rising and falling like the tides of the sea. Ezekiel untied his singed leather cape and listened in silence. Thrust in the ground, it still glowed ruddy hot, but the flames that clung to the sword were dwindling and dyin