Blood Of Zeus Artemis นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"The others are under compulsion from the same vampire. Once I destroy the heart, the boy will no longer be dangerous to our Moon Goddesses. But the rest? They’ll stay under compulsion until we find and destroy the vampire pulling their strings." From the edge of the crowd, Zeus stands watching, arms folded. Bob glances at him for confirmation, and Zeus nods. Bob hurls the heart into the air. Zeus's hand lifts, lightning flashing from his fingertips, striking the heart. It bursts into flames white-hot, burning clean through. The body it came from follows, igniting as though it had been doused in oil. The smell of burning flesh fills the clearing, and no one speaks as the ash scatters into th

She says quietly, only for us to hear. “Artemis,” Zeus calls to his daughter, holding his hand out to her. “Father.” She bows her head and takes his hand. “You understand the consequence.” “Yes, Father.” Artemis stares into his eyes in pain, “But.” “No, Artemis. It is in fate’s hands now.” He turns to Enyo, “I am stripping you of your goddess powers.” “But father!” Enyo yells, falling to her knees, “Please.” She begs. Zeus picks up his staff and hits the ground again. A white light blinds us for only a second when it fades. Enyo is now average in height; however, her eyes are still red, and her flesh is pale like a vampire.

She beckoned the other two to escape as I arose slowly. "How dare you come into my clan, mercilessly kill my members." She growled. "You deserve a ruthless death!" She attested in a furious tone. "You're strong." I noted. "But not enough for me." I grinned, flashing my bright blue. She gasped. "I know these eyes," she whispered in a shocked tone. "Zeus!" She exclaimed while her body began to fidget. I chuckled. "Your blood is the only thing that can satisfy me now." I toned in a deep voice bellowing my hunger. I took an offensive stance, grounding my feet solely into the soil, studying her blood flow for where to land a critical strike.

She brought her face from the neck of the dead babe, "oh, Abigor, my hunger is not satisfied." The sight of blood running down her fangs caused my groins to stir as I leaned down and ran my tongue along her teeth, "worry not, my Aphrodite, I have two more people for you to feed on," I looked into her blood hungry and crazed eyes, feeling my own fangs extend. "That is still not enough," she rasped out as she looked at the family who lay on the floor screaming. "Oh, my Aphrodite, do not forget that we have an entire village to our disposal. You shall never be hungry, never when I am with you."

A droplet of deer's blood dripped on Dabria's lips. She kicked Zeus off of her and licked the droplet of blood on her lips. Zeus sighed as he walked towards the shower cubicle. While Dabria was busy devouring that single droplet of blood, Zeus quickly turned on the hot water so the deer's blood would wash off of his body. Dabria's eyes snapped back at Zeus. As the floor turned red with the blood of the deer, she turned wild again. She stepped into the shower cubicle and attacked Zeus again. This time, Zeus was ready for her. He grabbed both of his wrists and pinned her with the wall. He switched the hot water with cold so Dabria would wake up. But it felt like there was nothing that could he

Artemis smashed his staff onto the floor. He roared at the ceiling in grief: "I welcomed a viper into my home! I murdered my own child!" His voice broke. "Kressa! My Kressa! I didn't even see her one last time!" The old priest fell to his knees. He beat his chest and sobbed. Zale stared blankly at the scroll in Selene's hand. "Kressa... who did she give her divine power to?" His voice was dry like dead grass.

Aria “Do I need to use your dagger? Why five drops?” I asked her. “Um, no you don’t need to use my dagger. It is the only knife I see here though.” She shrugged holding the dagger out to me handle first. “Five drops so that there is more of your blood in the paste than Typhon or Zeus’. When you drop your blood in the spoon, I need you to command it to overpower and dissolve the bonds between Typhon and Zeus.”

She stood up so fast her skirts caught the edge of the table, tipping a small lamp sideways until the oil ran onto her father’s sleeve. "There is no cradle in the eastern wing," Vessa shouted, pointing her fork at Ana. Her voice was thin and broken. "The priestess spent the morning at the well, Rhydian. The council wrote down the bloodline before noon. You can't offer a toast to her while the mare’s ribbons are still pinned to my coat." I didn't put the salt cellar down. My thumb stayed on the base. "There is no need to argue, Vessa. Sit down and finish your food."

He concludes. “Say something I don’t know.” “If you can’t catch it, you can borrow it from its owner.” He suggests and suddenly my insides light up with hope. A smile finds its way to his lips when he sees the wheels turn in my head. “It belongs to Artemis!” I spring up from my bed in excitement. I can almost see myself walking to Arles’ palace with the Golden Hind. “But how am I going to call Artemis? And why would she lend me her sacred Hind?” I ask. Artemis is the goddess of hunting and wilderness and on what grounds would she lend her Hind to a mortal like me?

Using brute force was simply ineffective. Athena coughed a few times and vomited a mouthful of blood. Holding her scepter, she stood up. "Artemis, you will understand me." "You are crazy. You must be crazy,” screamed Artemis. “You actually destroyed the flesh of my father to capture me and put on a show? This body of a female puppet immortal can't withstand your divine power. You won't be living long." Athena laughed. "As long as you’re safe, it doesn't matter what happens to me."