Athena The Iliad Novels & Stories

I would have to get Carmen to handle it. The rest of the marriage ceremony till the I do’s passed by hitch-free. The kiss, brief and formal, served its purpose, leaving no room for misinterpretation under the watchful eyes of our guests. As we made our way down the aisle, I spied a glance at Athena. Her smile, while perfect in its presentation, held a hint of detachment, failing to reach her eyes fully. Her hands, gripped the bouquet tightly and trembled slightly, betraying an inner turmoil. A wave of pity surged through me, but I quickly tamped it down. Both of us held our own private motivations that drove this marriage, a silent agreement that was formed in the absence of voiced truths. S

Detective Carter placed her hand on his back and asked if he was alright. Athena declared, "Yeah, you're right. I still blame you for all of these disasters. You're the one who killed my baby! Everywhere I go, you're always there, bringing disasters into my life. You know, I once wanted to forget all the things you did to me and now I'll do my best not to forget it. And I'm gonna make you pay for the life you exchanged for money. So stop pretending to be nice, you're not a good actor." Athena paused for a moment to observe her situation, looking at their faces, "OH. it seems you made them believe you. But not me! "

I miss you Mom. Lilly’s POV: Sophia Carter, an 18 year old British model like girl with blonde hair and exquisite features and body, incredibly social and friendly in nature comes into my life stealing my crush, my first love away from me. I loathe her. She makes me self-conscious and I hate it. I am tall and beautiful but there is a softer touch to her than me. I feel rough and belligerent and like a boy compared to her. “I should just go and tell him how I feel about him”

I look back down as I lick my teeth with another growl as I get off the bitch and point at her. “You’re dead.” I snarl at her. “Nina, what did you do?” Asteria still has hold of me as she turns to face the siren. “Nothing, she attacked me.” she whimpers and I laugh and so does my dad. “Do you have any idea who she or he is?” Asteria points to me and my dad and the siren shakes her head. “She is Gaia, the Goddess of Hell and Harbinger of Death. He is Fenrir, her father. So I will ask you again. What. Did. You. Do?”

At this moment, he was able to see the person who was attacking him. It was Fuoco, but that man didn't seemed to know her and looked surprised when he realised it was a girl. Fuoco was attacking him vigorously and he was struggling to keep up with the sudden series of attacks being launched at him. Fuoco was a skilled fighter and it was clear from her perfect moves. She was looking like an incarnation of goddess of war and the sound from their duel was making the weak walls of that building shake terribly.

I know he craves love and attention, which his father failed to give him; that's why I did everything he asked to make him happy. I glance at Dylan; he is wearing a poker face trying not to be affected by whatever Winter is saying, but his fist is balled beside him and already tells everything. He was touched by what he was hearing. Then we hear about Athena losing some of her memories after her operation. We grabbed that chance and pretended that we were her friends, and she believed us, and we got closer to her. Dylan asked someone to follow where ever she went, and we popped beside her every time.

Then suddenly I remembered what my father said when he gave me the sword. "My dear, always remember that this sword is special because it came from the Greek god Ares who is the God Of War. He made this sword himself" father said "But father, it looks like an ordinary sword. How can it be special aside from the God of War Ares is the one who gave and made it?" I asked "Just concentrate and think about what you want and it will be the thing you wanted it to become," father answered Right! That's it! Now I understand that! I immediately raised my sword and closed my eyes and concentrated.

“Gineth’s friend! Just say, hi!” Gineth laughed, but the person on the other end scowled. His gaze lingered on the screen. I bit my lip as he continued to scrutinize me. It felt like he was sucking me into the screen. I waved and smiled, but the guy just gave a tight-lipped response. “Why would I say hi? I don’t know her,” he said in a cold and deep voice. We exchanged glances with Neth. She raised an eyebrow as she removed the screen from me. “Why so cold, Calix? She’s Athena! She’s my relative!” Neth said with a laugh.

As if he had just been hit there. She suddenly felt a grab in her arms. Looking at the arms that grabbed her, she realized that it was that of the god of war. He stood tall and hovered above her like a cloud, "Katherine!" He called in a gentle yet stern tone. "Yes, Marshall.." it's not that Katherine was short, she was of an average height, it's just that the god of war has a cute and extraordinary height.

JAMIE His towel was hanging low on his hips covering a part of him that I haven't seen in a very long time. His body wasn't one that I had forgotten, nor anyone else that had seen it before me I'm sure. Mason Knight is the image of perfection, like a Greek god just with a shitty attitude! I almost wanted to scream because he was standing before me in a towel dripping wet, and for the first time since he's come back into my life I didn't hate the sight of him.