Athena Ares Novels & Stories

Darius thundered looking at the piles of ashes. "Let's give him back what he gave us" Lucifer and Lucian stood on either side of Darius. Thea, Amber, and Ophelia joined them and stood beside them looking at the ashes grimly. Max is flying above them surveying the scene in front of them. Once green land is now looking like ashes and death. Thea must have thought the same because she raised her palm and commands the earth to take the ashes in. Soon earth opened and pulled the ashes inside before closing again.

The sun begins to lower through the sky, leaving orange glints reflecting off all the metals in the satellite dishes and vents that lead up here. I walk briskly closer until I'm completely behind him, watching his ink-covered back muscles tense with every blow. -Azael- I say this time, trying to normalize my breathing. Amon hits the bag looser before turning around. His torso is naked and a few beads of sweat fall down his black-colored body. His mouth is ajar to breathe easier and his chest goes up and down frantically. -What are you doing here? -question. His voice makes me shiver.

Legend has it that Athena emerged from Lake Gayank—born of its mystical waters—and even as a child, her power was unmatched. Her story intertwined with that of Prince Lucius, a banished royal from Decresh. King Baeon had deemed him weak and unworthy, unable to generate energy like the other royals. Cast out and disgraced, Lucius wandered until he met Athena. She took him under her wing, becoming both his master and his source of power. Athena allowed him to draw energy directly from her, which ultimately linked him to the lake itself. This bond transformed him into a force no one could stand against.

At that point there would be nothing that she wouldn’t be able to do, including finally killing Athena. Killing Athena was one guaranteed way that she could hurt Hermes and she knew this clearly. There was no way she was going to allow his daughter to have a baby and enjoy the joys of motherhood when he had robbed her of her own chance. This was one thing that greatly angered Athena more than anything in the world. This was what had triggered her to join Rafael in the first place so she could get revenge on Hermes for what he had done.

“You're going somewhere?” “I’ve to run an errand outside the pack.” “Do you have to?” The words rang out almost like a plea. “I do.” Zeus was my protection among these predatory people. Without him, they would just… Once again, his fingers tightened around my skin as though he read my thoughts, but this time as a warning. “Iris will accompany you in the meantime.” He gestured to the doorway, steering my attention there. A girl with black hair and similar eyes stood there in a khaki jumpsuit, her expression blank, but what made me lean into Zeus was her warrior-like-built.

Although I had never told the old priestess the details of my entanglement with the God of War, Pythia, who had lived for so long, had already guessed the general story from my broken state. The old priestess turned her head and, with eyes that had seen through the life and death of the mortal world yet remained resilient, stared directly into Aresios's soul. Aresios saw his own reflection clearly in her gaze: a face wracked with pain and regret, so pathetic that he could not utter a single word in his own defense. His throat worked, as if filled with coarse sand. With all the strength of a war god, he could only force out a single, broken word.

Austin said as I tightened my hold on his shoulders, my blood boiling by the minute as my thoughts went back to the woman's statement about Athena committing suicide. "We know that, and I swear to you we will prove it. But let's just do what we came here to do; we won't register Athena now. When she wakes up, we will come here together and prove this ignorant bitch that they were all wrong," I said as she stared at me, her irritation evident in her eyes.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

I don’t want to come over as a jealous Beta. I saw her hurt when she came out of the car. I couldn’t make eye contact with Ares watching every move. I know she knows he’s possessive. But trust me, if you look up possessive in the dictionary, it would say Ares. But then again, he is the reincarnation of the god of war, or is the god of war. Aach my head.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .