Blood Of Zeus X Reader Novels & Stories

“I can feel it. It’s calling me. The Moon wants me to finish what my bloodline began.” “What does that mean?” She met his gaze, fear flickering beneath the defiance. “It means it wants me to merge with it. To become the vessel it’s been waiting for.” Zevran’s hand tightened on his sword. “Then it’s not getting you.” A faint, bitter smile touched her lips. “You can’t fight the Moon, Zevran.” “Watch me.” Before she could answer, the ground shuddered. The air split with a sound like cracking glass. From the center of the courtyard, a pillar of crimson light burst upward, and the shadow within it began to take form — massive, skeletal, wearing a thousand faces of despair.

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?"

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like I was reborn in new and more powerful body. I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster's death. "You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?" I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack.

Zeus sat back, regrowing his arm and watching the battle that was about to unfold. The shard in his chest disappeared and the oppressiveness faded. His father floated in the air, his body taking on an orange glow. His hair still shone white, his features returning to the first time I had seen him, but I could tell that he was different. X seemed unfazed by everything that was going on. He just floated there, waiting. In a flash, Kaymaer was inches away from X’s face, but before he could do anything, a blast of white energy went through his chest.

Dante and Byron never once wished for anyone other than Ziyah. ‘Do you think that she’ll mind that we’re not a vampire?’ Zeus asked softly, worried about the answer to that. ‘I can’t say for sure. I just pray that she’ll give us a chance.’ I saw some color coming back to her as she fed. It highlighted the splattering of freckles underneath her eyes and over the bridge of her nose. Her chocolate brown hair was mussed up from the fight, but it looked like its texture was wavy. She licked her lips once she finished the blood bag. My eyes tracked that movement, and my dick throbbed, but I pushed my desire aside. This was definitely not the time nor place for those thoughts.

Zeta staggered backward and began summoning his magic once more. Trent noticed this opportunity and called for Zora's attention. He could have taken Zeta down himself, but he wanted them to finish this themselves. 'Now's your chance,' Trent mindlinked to Zora. 'While he's distracted—' Zora spun to face Zeta from behind as he summoned his magic. She drew the invisible blade from her arm and cut her palm slightly. Zora's blood activated its power. Small but deadly, it found its mark in Zeta's shoulder. He crumpled to the ground. 'The healer who brings death… who taught you the importance of the blood?'

it made my body tense up. To be honest, I’m not feeling this ball. I mean, who am I kidding? I’ve never had a good feeling about a ball. On the bed, lying flat on my back with my feet on the floor, I thought to myself. My gaze was fixed on the ceiling. My mind is going over everything, both good and negative. At first, it was Alex, then Rex, and now Zeus, who snatched me from my parents. I need to see my parents and twin brother, and the only way to do so is to go through Zeus. My only recollection is that my father was a hybrid and my mother was a hybrid. Mom was the offspring of a witch and a wolf, while Dad was the offspring of a vampire and a wolf, and that mom was a white wolf. Though

“You shouldn’t have…” “Do not speak when I speak!!” he yelled and slapped Alesha so hard, that his hand hurt. Alesha on the receiving end of his wrath did not come out unscathed as she felt thousands of stings on her cheeks and thick liquid, on her lips. Her tongue, moved toward the liquid to have a taste. It was blood, she was bleeding! Alesha’s eyes widened from the realization and as she stared at Chase in disbelief, she couldn’t find a hint of regret or remorse on his face but intense anger and bloodlust.

” Zoe explained and I bit on my bottom lip. It wasn't a dream, he did come for me. The cold expression on his face when he carried me in his arms displayed in my memory but why would he care about me? “ Alpha Cronus isn't as bad as he seems.” What did she mean by that? “ Get some rest, I will be right back,” she said as she left the room. I felt pain when I tried to lift my feet. How did the pain become this unbearable? Zoe returned with a bowl of soup, and I took a few spoons before taking the other drugs. “ Why am I not healing?” I asked Zoe.

Luna pressed their hands together, palm to palm, blood mingling, dripping onto the snow. The air shifted. Selene felt it immediately the weight of something ancient stirring, the pull of forces older than the fortress around them. Their blood hissed as it met, glowing faintly under the moonlight. Luna’s voice was low, guttural, vibrating with power as she spoke the vow. “By blood, by bone, by breath, I bind myself to you. My strength is yours. My soul is yours. My life is yours.” Selene trembled, repeating the words, her own voice catching as the power surged. “By blood, by bone, by breath, I bind myself to you. My strength is yours. My soul is yours. My life is yours.”