Atreus X Thrud Novels & Stories

"We wanna party!! Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, Scott, and Cersei exclaimed excitedly. "LEDO EAM!!! Angelus said out while stretching her hands at the home theater that was standing in between the TV, Using her magic to turn it on. “Yay.!!!!! Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, Scott, and

his twin, Aiden chimed in. “It’ll take a long time for us to unite again,” Ares smiled at his younger brothers. Cataleia agreed with a small nod, “How will I distinguish both of you, now? You both have heterochromia.” she asked the twins. “Just remember that I have silver hair and right blue eye,” Arthur told her. “And I have raven hair and a right red eye,” Aiden explained. “I might mistake Ares and Arthur. You both have silver hair. Except the heterochromia,” she laughed. “And you… I might mistake you with Ajax, Aiden.”

I blinked and suddenly I was on this huge pedestal then out of nowhere a different woman… a goddess rose from the ground, she was gigantic, and she spoke as her words echoed. “I am the goddess Aphrodite and I shall grant you woman by the name of Letharia, if she shall be willing to love if so, I shall grant you love and libido along with children. The goddess Aphrodite had started to shrink and changed back to that beautiful woman, Letharia, but her feet no longer touched the ground. She closed her eyes and fell from the sky, naked. I looked down from the pedestal and lost my balance. As I fell, I looked at Letharia, her eyes were wide open, and so beautiful to look at. She had sprouted the

~ BROOKE My breath catches in my throat as Theo’s shirt comes off and he tosses it to the ground. Every time I see his body it’s like the first time- it’s so beautiful that it doesn’t even seem real, rippling with hard-earned muscle. The moonlight dances off of the well-defined dips and curves of his broad shoulders, his wide chest, his abs. My belly fills with the flutter of butterflies.

We were a dance of steel and violence. Together we fought the way to the gates free. The empty weavers were tough, but they did not fight like a pack, they fought like a swarm – predictable and impulsive. When we removed the last obstacle, the headlights of the locks flamed up. The gates rose, and Thalassa himself, flanked by a dozen abyssals Warrior, stormed out. Her trident glowed in an intense, almost dazzling Turquoise. With a single, flowing movement, she unleashed a wave under pressure

Thane hit the wall, his grip on the sword slipping. Xandros crossed the room in two steps and grabbed Thane by the throat, lifting him off the ground. "You will not deny me," Xandros growled. His fangs glinted as he leaned closer, sinking his teeth into Thane’s neck. Thane gasped, his body tensing as the pain shot through him. His hands clawed at Xandros’s arm, but the creature's grip was too powerful. He felt his strength draining, his vision blurring. He felt himself slowly

I say to Cara. "Because she looks like a Goddess Alec, and not just any Goddess, but Aphrodite." she says. "I know, but it feels more than that," I add before taking my gaze off her and up to the girl. "Act with me, will you?" I smile at Cara back as she huffs and closes her eyes for a second knowing what I'm asking. "Then you owe me," She speaks a deal making me chuckle. "Anything you want Cara of the kingdom of grendor," I speak formally making her chuckle.

Seumas, the god of the seas, looked Octavius up and down carefully keeping his facial expression blank, there was no telling what Ashterah would do if she knew he found the presence of her guest distasteful. When Seumas looked back at Ashterah he saw the anger in her eyes and knew he had definitely stayed longer than he should. He conjured his clothes back to his body; blue tunic strapped only on his right shoulder, his arm bracelets clasped themselves on his arm and his trident, a bronze three-pronged spear appeared in his outstretched hand.

If the guy literally gifted with calming others is falling apart, we’re officially screwed. Suddenly, light explodes across the field—brilliant and blinding. Everyone shields their eyes. When it fades, Hecate, Selene, and a massive, shirtless man are standing in the clearing. Thor. My first Norse god in the flesh, and of course he looks like he bench-presses mountains. Eight feet tall. Abs for days. A fur-lined cape. Chainmail. War hammer. No shirt. I mean… if you’re gonna make an entrance…

My fingers trembled slightly as I braided my copper hair tightly against my scalp, and Lukas stepped behind me, his hands covering mine. "Let me," he offered, taking over the task with surprising dexterity. His fingers moved efficiently through my hair, creating a braid that would stay secure even during combat. When he finished, he pressed a kiss to the nape of my neck, his lips lingering there as if drawing in my scent. "There. Ready for battle." Athena stirred within me, her presence sharper now, more focused. 'Today we end this,' she growled, her confidence bleeding into my own consciousness. 'No more games.'