Athena Ares Novels & Stories

"This urn is from sister Keira, right? Green took the antique urn off the counter, the orchids in the front yard and back garden, that's sister Keira's favorite too, right?" Langit was about to open hos mouth, answer Green's questions. However, Green immediately cut off. "All pink color things that you gave me, I knew they were sister Keira's favorite color. By any chance, have you been seeing me as Keira all this time? I'm Green, brother. Not Keira " Cried Green in front of his face. When her patience ran out, she just blurted out the words in her head. Her breath was ebbing out of emotion.

They stared at me with cold, hidden fury, but it only made her more beautiful. I had always been attracted to Athena, but why hadn’t I made her my Luna, and treated her specially? Why didn’t I see the load of goodness I had been given? The moon goddess had given me a mate she knew would be perfect for me, but I had pursued another. Athena was perfect in every way. Now that she could see, her beauty was irresistible. She looked a little bustier, and I hated to think that she could have given birth because two years had passed, and some months had followed too. It was enough time for her to give birth, and be the mother of a charming toddler.

Pretty. The moment that thought comes into my head I scold myself. Each of these Alpha’s are blessed with looks that make anyone want to get on their knees and thank the Moon for creating them. So I force a polite smile onto my face, and take the invitation from his hands, pretending like I need to check it to ensure it is him. Luna Thea, his mate, sends me a soft smile. She has eyes like him - a swirling violet colour full of mystery and unknown.

There was a time in our history when all the gods had relations with humans and Ares was no different than the rest of us. My eyes probably looked like they just popped out of my head and onto the floor with my jaw. ‘So…he’s Ares son? As in…the god of war? That god?’ I looked at Selene. She smiled and patted my hands in her lap, ‘He is my child. And one of your mates.’ ‘So…the son of the god of war and the daughter of the moon goddess are mates. So, why did you make me have two mates? And why is one so amazing while Callen is so…angry and serious?’

For a moment I thought he wasn't real. I opened my mouth but no words came. I didn't know what to say to this devil; this handsome devil that I didn't mind if he ate me up. At that moment, a thought hit me; Ares looked nothing like his father. Alpha Magnums had a bad scar so one of his eyes was affected. He was three times larger and he had a crude look but the man in front of me had the softest skin and the most enchanting gaze. Anyone could mistake him for a god.

I tell him, "It needs to be finished before I move on to the next lifetime. I don't know if I will ever get all these memories back to be capable of completing my mission." “Iokaste, we have heard about the details of your plan. We have seen your sacrifices, and commend you for seeing this plan through. We do not fight all wars on the battlefield, as you are soon to find out, Daughter of the Moon Goddess. You truly are the warrior Selene prides you to be,” the man sitting next to Hermes says. There is no confusing him to anyone else. Ares stands as tall as Zeus. He is broad and muscular like Bronx, with light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is wearing an ornate golden chest plate and m

“I can see it assembling in real time. Whatever it produces, you’ll use it. But for what? For whom?” Draven didn’t answer immediately. His expression shifted, calculation, hesitation, then something almost like reluctant admiration. “For Zephyria. Maybe. Or for whatever’s left of it after this.” He leaned closer, voice dropping. “You’re more than you look, human. That Aether… It’s not normal. My brother saw it first. Now I do too.”

I offered. Her face brightened, some of the lingering tension bleeding from her shoulders. “Let’s do it,” she said decisively. “Athena wants to run anyway. She’s feeling cooped up.” The copper presence in my mind stretched lazily, confirming her assessment. In response, Ares offered his own opinion. ‘Cooped up is one way to put it,’ he growled, his dark presence brushing against Athena’s in what I’d come to recognize as their form of affection. They curled together in our shared consciousness, their energies mingling in a way that always left me slightly breathless.

I ask incredulously. “Enyo? That’s your wolf’s name?” She asks, and I respond with a nod. “The waster of cities… Interesting…” Luna Rachel trails off, a faraway look coming across her face. She then stands abruptly and heads over to the bookshelf in the office. “You know, in Greek mythology, Athena and Enyo were both daughters of Zeus. However, Enyo was a goddess of war and destruction, bringing fear to anyone against her on the battlefield. While Athena was a goddess of both wisdom and war, among other things. Almost like the opposite of what Enyo represented, and she was even feared by Enyo’s lover, Ares…” Luna Rachel trails off again as she flips through a book, looking for something.

Ares told him. "Okay, what about your sister Athena?" Lord Daniel asked. "Well she has been in love with Ruthless as long as I can remember, letting her to Join us is putting us at risk, so I will say do not spare her alongside with the rest of the gods," Ares said, knowing his sister, she will hurry up and go and inform Ruthless about anything they discussed just to get on his good side, can't she see the handwriting on the wall? Ruthless does not want her but she is too blind, so blind to see so.