Blood Of Zeus Artemis นิยาย & เรื่องราว

*Artemis is in your room* *Thanks Cole* I got to the door just as Cole opened it for me. Mum rushed over and placed her hand on Zee’s face. “Is she okay baby?” she asked with a shaky voice, “She passed out, I'll fill you in after we’ve seen Artemis” I walked up stairs with Cole and Mum trailing behind. Artemis was standing by the bed waiting for us. I laid Zee down and took a small step back. Artemis glided his hands through the air above her body and hummed loudly. He rested the back of his hand on her chest over her heart and then stood up again.

Zeus smirked. “I don't need another chance, Zeus. Just stand and watch the rise of the devil.” Lucas smirked back at him and afterward he took a sharp metal and slit his wrist, making the blood pour down the cursed lake.

I stood still shaking, head spinning trying to apprehend what it was that was happening. “I love you,” she stabbed herself again. “Grab her!” Artemis ordered getting really furious. His nose and eyes flared from rage. He was literally boiling from rage The warriors rushed to her side, however it was too late, blood spilled from the injury, oozing out. Red crimson liquid cascaded down her clothes and she smiled from, when she did, her teeth and gum were covered in blood. “Argh!” I screamed. “You’ll pay for this!” I snarled.

June stepped out of the carriage, she was assaulted by a wave of cold air which made her knees weak. Zeus noticed and immediately warmed up the area. Augusta had such a frail body, it was almost blown over by the wind! She needed to do something fast if she wanted to survive in this body. Georgina Moore was Zeus's grandmother - a strong old female wolf who served the Blood Race pack until Zeus turned rogue and created the Nightshade pack. She was the only one Zeus trusted in his entire family from a young age. When he started manifesting his gift of an elemental, he was regarded as cursed and as a result, his mates and people rejected him.

The unusual pleasure overwhelming my senses had made me feel way too dizzy, as my mind started to go blank when I tried to push him away with a faint murmur. “Let…go…Please…No…more…” But my attempts failed again when this time Zeus grabbed both of my arms within the clasp of his right arm as if he seized me within his grip and bit my lips hard once again until blood finally came oozing out. I shuddered from pain and the unknown chill of pleasure making me dizzy, along with the metallic taste of blood that filled both our adjoined lips, but I clearly sensed this time…Zeus drank a little bit of my blood!

His hand that was infused with spirit-qi suddenly cut down on Zeus' right arm. Slash! “Kyyaaaaa!” Hera screamed in panic as Zeus’ blood splattered on the white marble Zeus' arm got severed cleanly, Zhu Wushang then picked it up and threw it toward Mars. “Try reconnecting his arm,” Said Zhu Wushang. Mars grits his teeth in indignation and does what he was told. He doesn't know what Zhu Wushang wants to imply but even without Zhu Wushang telling him to reconnect his father's arm he would do it anyway. He doesn't know why Zhu Wushang did this, because all of the gods have a strong life force and could reconnect their severed limbs within minutes. Let alone his mother Hera who’s using her healin

"Disrupting his meditation is as good as dying and you know the rules. I believe he is seeing everything that's happening and will be back to put Ares in his place." "By then, Ares would have taken over and gotten strong. Fuck all these!" Artemis snapped, raising her hands in the air. “Zeus can handle him. You don’t have to worry about that.” he tried to touch her but she yanked his hands away from her. After what he did to Selene - the betrayal and everything, she couldn’t bring herself to forgive. He wasn’t the brother she knew and she wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

Anine asked. "Your daughter needs the blood of the deity on it. When he appeares in human form, give him a cut. Do not wrestle with him. Just a cut. The blood of that body he uses is the only thing that is needed on this sword. Ajonwa is a Spirit but he uses the body to wreak havoc. Get the blood on the sword and he would be no more. "He would kill me!" Anine said almost loudly. "Once his blood touches the sword, he would be rendered powerless and he will never use that body again. Can you do it? Consider the generation yet unborn and what he would do to them. Remember what he did to you, would you allow him to do it to another?"

For the first time, I saw it falter. But the cost— I forced my eyes to Amelia. She was on her knees, her body trembling, light pouring from her hands like blood from an open wound. Her face twisted in terror, not fury. She wasn’t wielding the power. It was wielding her. “Dimitri!” Jason’s voice cut through the chaos, strained, desperate. “Help me!” I moved at last, forcing myself through the storm. My blade was useless here. This wasn’t an enemy I could cut down with steel. This was a battle of will, of control, and she was losing.

“Then we’ll give them something else to fear.” Darius crossed his arms. “You’re not alone anymore, Ava. Let the gods tremble.” Marcus gave a slow nod. “Let them come.” The seer placed a gentle hand on Ava’s shoulder. “Then it begins. The countdown to the blood moon. The war of old blood and new.” Ava looked toward the dark sky beyond the chamber’s stone ceiling, her eyes steady, her voice clear. “Let the gods watch. I was born of dusk and twin blood… but I will rise as something they never foresaw.”