Athos Character Novels & Stories

He had lost it all. But being who he is, he will never give up, not after Xrysos came destroying his Castle, killing almost all his men, and for what? All because Xrysos thought he was responsible for the missing boy. Truth be told. Athesmos is more than glad that the boy had gone missing, although he hates seeing Xrysos suffer yet it brings great satisfaction to his soul knowing that Xrysos was alone and lonely yet again. This is his curse. To be lonely.

I swallowed and let go of the air I was holding back. "Theron was kind. Was he?" "Oh, God, Athara. Why can't you believe me? You know what if someone is evil, it's definitely not your husband but the other guy wearing those summer shorts with a floral design." She is referring to Herodotus. "Hey, Ameline. Are you sure?" "Fucking yes. That man is the worst among the men I encountered. I am always with him and there's no improvement in his character. He always would like to achieve the hardest thing he could. He is ambitious," said Ameline.

I lean closer and pepper his face with kisses. "Pumpkin." His lips spread into a smile as he makes to stand. "Dad." I protest, laughing happily "It is nice to have you back, Christian Crofus." The man -their seeming leader says, few feet from us. "Same here, Mr. Anathos. I presume you saved my life? I owe you a debt..." Dad says with a small smile Mr. Anathos. Eros father?! "Oh Christian, not all. We all saved you." Mr. Anathos says, gesturing to the others who look on with smiles etched on their faces.

“That will become harder soon.” Freya frowned. “What does that mean?” Before Elyra could answer, the chamber doors opened again. Three figures entered slowly. Ancient. Powerful. Wrong. Freya felt it instantly. The oldest among them stepped forward wearing black robes covered in silver markings. His hair had long turned white with age, but his eyes still carried something cruel beneath them. Aethon. He studied Freya silently for a long moment. Then smiled. “So this is the divine soul reborn.”

Sophia sat up slowly and examined her once-injured arm and touched it carefully. "Thanks to whoever fixed me," she said softly and turned toward Anthony. He stood and brushed off his dusty shredded clothes. "I'm going to go clean myself," he mumbled sourly and strode into his home. "What crawled up his ass?" Sophia asked with a frown. They all looked around at each other to see which of them was going to tell her and everyone remained tight-lipped. "Sophia, you were dying so my brother Hoka, ah…Well, he gave you part of Anthony's soul since he was carrying the part that Vincent had attached to his father," Atlas explained solemnly. Sophia's eyes narrowed at him and she frowned.

she says again as the smirk on her lips widens, “so tell me, who exactly do you think Athan is? Are you sure he is someone you want to go up against?” My forehead creases into a slight frown, “what do you mean?” “First off, Imogen is his second chance mate and by that you know what I mean” The frown on my forehead deepens as her words filter into my ears. “What exactly do you mean?” “Athan is the only descendant of the moon goddess” “What?????” I abruptly stand up from the bed in shock, “what did you say?” I was actually not expecting her to say this but right now I am not sure how I should feel.

“Well, I understand everything is all strange to you, and I apologize for sedating you earlier, but let me introduce myself to you. I'm Alpha Tristan of Lockwood.” “Why did you save me? For what purpose?” I went straight to the point. “Because I know you… Athena.”

I opened it, smiling when I saw a few employees in front of the door. They opened the door for me, and just as I was about to walk inside the car where Ashton was waiting for me, I was stopped with a hand wrapping around my arm, causing Ashton to let out a low growl. I glared at the Italian who stood beside me, stopping me from moving, his eyes meeting mine as he waited for my reaction. I raised my hand, stopping Ashton from attacking him, my eyes remaining fixed on Donatello who raised an amused eyebrow “this better be important”

He must have liked that Sophia approved of him. "Now that Mama Bear has vetted you and thinks you're legit, I’d like to formally introduce you to my family," Austin said as Silas gave him his full attention. "That guy who looks like a grizzly bear is Leo. He doesn’t smile a lot, but when Athena talks to him, he’s like a kid on Christmas morning." "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Leo," Silas greeted, and Leo nodded in response before turning to face Austin. "You’re asking to get hit again," Leo threatened, an evil smile spreading across his face.

“So, what I’m hearing is, ‘blind faith, possible death, and a spooky ancient death vault?’” Selene looked up at him. “You forgot cursed.” Darius groaned. “Great.” Theoden stood and walked a few steps away from the fire, his eyes drawn toward the jagged horizon. The wind tugged at his hair. Selene watched the way his jaw tightened. “Atlas,” she called quietly in her mind. “I’m here,” came the calm, deep reply. “Is he okay?” Atlas didn’t answer immediately. Then, “He’s trying to be. But he feels the pull. So do I. The temple isn’t just a place. It’s… calling.”