Blade Of Athena Novels & Stories

I saw Satan yelling and struggling to cut off those Lava roots. Athena growled loudly, causing a shake in the realm. I can see Satan's body shivering, yet he was calm. "You can't bind me like this, Athena, not for too long; after that, I will see where you will go!" Satan screamed. I saw Mother come near Athena, giving her the Dagger I saw earlier. Athena holds the dagger in her mouth. She walked thunderously towards Satan. "Athena, stop—you can't kill me. You know that. Just think about the last time you tried. I came back again, and I will be back again." Satan was trashing his body to remove the bushes.

He was always so pleased by her speed and ruthlessness in dispatching his elder children, that he doted on her during class. She was unrivaled in hand-to-hand, quicker and more sure-footed than her siblings. She was deadly with small blades as well, and kept one tucked in her boot at all times, just in case any of Killian's cronies took the young Lord at his word and tried to have her quietly dispatched. Not that she ever represented a true threat to either Killian or Reena, she was just as much her mother's daughter as her father's, and it was likely she would be a prey shifter rather than a predator.

She pulled it over head. “So, I will be expecting you,” “I am not promising.” “I know you will come,” Aubrey smiled at her friend. “Bye!” “Bye!” Athena waved and they counted one to three so they could hang up at the same time. It was a usual habit of theirs. Athena went back into the closet, she opened the huge drawer that she kept her shades in, she picked the one that would hide her face well then she picked a flat slip on that matched her outfit.

Athena A cool gentle breeze whipped through my hair as I ran down the streets of New York. The sky was just starting to lighten up, a mix of different shades of blue that blessed the morning with some kind of serenity. I needed that serenity, Too much had been happening and somehow they felt too fast and spiraling out of control. I hated losing my footing, my grip on a situation. I hated losing control.

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

Athena steps out, her entire aura screaming power and anger. Alec, Maeve, his ranked members and the other High Council members are running down the hall, voices raising the alarm, and Miriam looks around for a split second. The hatred in her face when her all red eyes land on Athena is unmistakable and unmatched. She lungs, a knife appearing in her hand from the thin air. She swings it, as if she can wield some kind of magic with it. It makes contact with the air just besides Athena, who in turn growls.

said Hugo raising his sword. Athen was landing blows on Jin, Jin took him for a kid but didn't knew the power he had, Jin was just dodging Athen's attack, Athen was so fast he didn't gave any openings to Jin, Athen landed a heavy blow which Jin tried to block with his spear but Athen's power was on another level, Athen pushed his sword right through the spear cutting it in half and ripped out the chest of Jin, blood gushed out of his body as he fell on his knees, Athen didn't stopped he went on and chopped off his head.

I could see our father standing next to Ava. The drums played, signifying the start of our match, and before I could do anything, a portal opened up behind me as Atlas appeared, attempting to stab me with the king's sword, but luckily, I was fast enough to dodge it. I could hear the crowd gasping. I drew my double blades I had gotten from the armory. Blades were forbidden in the arena, but a dragon never plays fair on the battlefield, and I knew he would use every advantage he could get. That's why the blades I used were dipped in neon liquid at the tip of the blade. One cut into a vein, and he would be weak. One through his heart, and he is dead. He charged at me with the king's sword, with