Blood Of Zeus X Reader Novels & Stories

Lucien’s voice roared directly into my ear, rough, desperate, and thick with Alpha authority. He grabbed both of my wrists, his gloved fingers clamping down over my burning silver marks. He did not use force to fight my energy; he channeled his cold cedar aura straight into my pulse points, pouring his steady, unyielding power into my chaotic storm. The shared blood bond between us throbbed violently under my skin. His cold, dark cedar scent wrapped around the burning heat of my white lilies, anchoring my mind back to the physical world. Without his steady presence, the power would have kept burning until nothing remained of the vault.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

“She’s going to give her blood to Cronos! “ Freya gasped. “The wrong blood given to an imprisoned God of wrath will do nothing “ Poseidon deduced while swinging his trident into the head of a half man, half dog creature that was attacking him. There were too many of them. Zac used the bolt to cut through the rope that was binding Helena from a post. It broke after the second cut and they joined the war. Smashing and breaking bones and claws and tearing on flesh by flesh. They do not lessen, thole in the ground keeps on producing them. Freya and Zeus are fighting back to back. Zac was amazed that his parents could now work together and they are a pretty good team to begin with. He started to

Ezra whispered his promise before opening his mouth, extending his fangs and sinking them into Roman's neck. The Omega sucks a breath in, and his arms reach up, grabbing the king's shoulders. His head falls to the side further as he exhales and closes his eyes. He feels Ezra's tongue moving against his neck and the suction against his skin as the King drinks his blood. When Roman opens his eyes, the room has a red hue from his red eyes. His fangs extend, and his mouth opens as he leans forward, sinking them into Ezra's exposed neck.

Blood poured, thick and dark, soaking his white shirt and black jacket until they clung scarlet to his frame. “LUCIEN!” Zaria’s scream cracked the night, raw and shattering. Her knees buckled, pain slicing through her ribcage as if Kael’s claws had struck her too. The bond blazed like fire, chains yanking tight around her heart. Lucien dropped to one knee, blood pooling around him. For the first time, the Alpha of Wolves faltered, his body trembling under the weight of injury. Kael’s grin was a snarl of triumph. “Is this your king?” His voice thundered across the battleground. “Bleeding at my feet like a hound?”

I shiver as a cold wash of power flows through me, grabbing her throat I start by healing her wound, there would be no point in bringing her back to life if she was going to bleed out again. I grab her and I open myself up to her, pushing all the extra power through my body, a force of pressure pushes through my core, it spreads up my limbs and down my arms and through my hands. My heart pulses as I feel for her soul, it’s deep within her body, still lingering on but barely, as I touch it a bright white light blinds me, my body goes rigid as all my power is forced into the nothingness, my own chest tightens. My energy is pulled out of my own body and forced into Helen’s, as it does I feel my

After a while I rested my head on Zelena’s hand and unintentionally drifted off to sleep. Her body collapsed in my arms and her eyes glowed a bright yellow. “Kill that fuck” I shouted, but Tobias had already leaped on top of the crippled hunter, tearing his head from his body. “Zelena, Zelena, you’re okay. It'll be okay” I said to her, but my voice broke, and tears welled in my eyes. I pulled my hand out from her back and looked it over, her blood was dripping off my fingers. “Oh, Goddess no. Zee, it’s okay. You’re going to be okay” I pulled her tighter into my arms and I could feel her warm blood dripping onto my legs. “Someone get Artemis” I shouted. Pain coursed through my body. It was un

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

The sound of her back striking it was muffled and heavy, like bone breaking against stone. Golden blood welled up from her mouth and fell, drop by drop, onto the white marble, like small flowers opening one by one. “Semele! Have you lost your mind?” Zeus gathered Hera up, wiping the blood from her mouth with his sleeve, his fingers, over and over, stricken. “Hera, does it hurt?”

He then takes the chalice and pours the blood from the pack over the wound, and as my blood mixes with the packs, I feel the connections grow stronger than ever before. “Enyo, please come forward,” Elder Laskaris says. Enyo comes forward, her blue eyes casting their usual glow over everything, but as the connections with the pack grow even stronger, people have to avert their eyes to not be blinded by the glow. Elder Laskaris closes our palm into a fist and then looks up to the sky. “Goddess Selene, I present to you the new Alpha of the Blood-Moon pack, Alpha Athena Argos.”