Atreus X Thrud Novels & Stories

Athesmos made his way out of the throne room and Vin walked quietly behind him, Athesmos humming softly to himself. *************** "You, my friend are slowly turning into a bitch in heat and it's beginning to hurt that I don't get to fuck that sweet heaven of yours." Kairos cleaned his mouth off Gouria's essence and emerged from underneath his spread thighs. "I've lost counts on how many times we do this." Kairos slumped down beside the laughing man. "Stop laughing well you!" He yelled. Gouria burst into loud laughter as he turned to face his best friend.

Acheron won't easily trust someone even if it's Evis. It didn't take long before the door opened revealing a topless Acheron with a towel hanging on his shoulder. His brow furrowed, his hair a mess and his jaw moved violently the moment his eyes met Raenerys. The moment he recognized Raenerys his body immediately tensed up. He made sure his guards were on, and his wall remained steady, because he couldn't make sure it wouldn't crumble now that the woman he ever loved was standing in his house's door on flesh.

Did that mean . "Aaahhh!" Orcus made in his extremely deep voice, he stretched himself and spread his arms, drew in the air as if he could taste the victory in the atmosphere of the room. Relaxed, he looked at the prisoners and, in a word, looked royal. Slowly, with measured movements, he stepped into the center of the stage, further inspecting what his people, all Hegedunen, had achieved. My God, he had the leadership of the Legion, 15 council members, and a high delegation from the Order of Venus before him and they were all in his power. The triumph surrounded him like a bright shimmer, he looked so satisfied that Aurelia could almost feel it for herself.

Puffin' on that gelato, wanna be seein' double Gotta do what you gotta Believe it We ain't got no plans to leave here Tell all of your friends to be here We ain't gonna sleep all weekend Oh, you know, you know, you know that's the motto (mm-mm) Drop a few bills then pop a few champagne bottles (mm-mm) Throwin' that money like you just won the lotto (mm-mm) We been up all damn summer makin' that bread and butter Tell me, did I just stutter? That's the motto (mm-mm) Drop a few bills then pop a few champagne bottles (mm-mm) Throwin' that money like you just won the lotto (mm-mm) We been up all damn summer makin' that bread and butter Tell me, did I just stutter? That's the motto That's the mott

I looked over at Greta, she was smiling as she looked at Adrian blinking furiously. Greta extends her arm for a handshake towards Adrian and introduces herself “Hi I’m Greta the HR Generalist. Nice meeting you and hope we can work together” while smiling flirtily. Adrian grabs her hand and smiles. “Nice to meet you too.” Greta chuckles. I look away trying to avoid the scene of a girl smiling flirtily to some hot guy. “You’re going down? Let’s go down together.” Greta says and both of them walk away from my desk towards the elevator.

she screamed, her tone raw with fear. The blind girl—Ismene-Eirene. The sound of her fear cracked something open in the arena. Androkles rose. Power erupted from him in a red wave so fierce even I stepped back from the ledge, wings flaring by instinct. Eugenius flew into the wall, and his sword fell. Androkles’ axe spun across the arena with perfect aim, taking the helmet from his father’s head and embedding itself in stone close enough to make every spectator understand the mercy in it.

Athena was just as scared as Tristan was. “Try again,” he asked. Athena pressed the red button and grabbed her phone and pulled up his contact, pressing the call button again. Breathing deeply, she waited for him to answer, and by the 5th time, he replied. “Hello…” he slurred. “Where are you?” she asked, sensing his drunken state. Tristan grabbed the phone, “Zae, where the fuck are you?” he yelled. “I won’t talk to you, and if you shout at me, I will hang up,” he threatened his brother like a toddler.

holding the table's edge for support. His smirk deepens in a room full of men before he conceals it and acts as though he's not torturing me. Father advises, "Take Hades with you," and Ethan nods. "I'm going too," while suppressing a groan. "No, you're not," Ethan replies. “Yes, I am. It was our wedding. If it's both of us, they'd be more realistic.” “Or more reclusive just because you're female," says Thorn. As the vibration grows stronger, Ethan meets my gaze and says, "Hades and I will be enough."

CANTALOUPE skies pervade its sheen colors of ray in the round arena. The competition has come down to ten remaining participants who are quavering in secrecy whenever their feet trample upon the threshold of the main circle. Ruvillous was lit up in vim thus the rationale behind why the fight of the other participants were quicker than the first battle with Reize. "His highness is so enthusiastic when it comes to sparring, isn't he my lady?" Yseah's train of thoughts halted as she was awaken by the affable voice of a man. As she cringes her head towards the voice, Yseah let out a crooked smile once more to non other than the honeydew werewolf.

A short queue had already formed when we got there and we joined quietly observing our year mates relate with each other, laughing and talking in small groups. It was when we were exiting the office after getting our schedules that Ella nudged me, pointing my attention to a group of six boys walking towards us. Everything about that screamed ‘Class!’, they were all very tall, they probably stood above six feet and they were muscular like they spent all their day in the gym to get their trimmed figures, their shirts clung to their chests snugly. Each one of them had their hair tinted to a streak of a different colour. They all looked similar but at the same time different. “Holy Molly” Ella s