Characters In The Trials Of Apollo Novels & Stories

Apollo asks. “You are Alphas you will think of something,” I tease as Alex and his mate come into the room. Apollo pales as he sees her. “Apollo are you okay?” I ask. “Alpha,” she looks down at the ground. “She tried to seduce me at a party last year,” Apollo says.

Apollo states as he begins to close his eyes Fear consumes Ambrogio. He begins to look between Apollo and I, realization smacking him in the face of who I truly am. Tears continue to spill down my face. I continue to beg Apollo to show mercy, but it is too late. He has decided on Ambrogio’s cruel fate. I watch in horror as Ambrogio twists in pain. I run to his side but before I can reach him, Apollo already has a hold on me. “Don’t worry love, the worse is yet to come, now time to figure out what punishment I have in store for you,”

This was their journey, their challenge, and I could only hope they would emerge victorious. As the trials unfolded, one by one, our group began to overcome their fears. Eryx faced the weight of leadership, Lysandra the consequences of forbidden knowledge, Dupree the shadows of his past, and Moros the potential of an unfulfilled future. Each trial was harrowing, yet they emerged stronger with every victory.

If we were in his suite, anywhere near the bed as he sucked all the oxygen from the room, tonight might’ve turned out differently. “Exactly.” He nodded, and I knew from the way his eyes darkened that his mind was drifting back to what we had been doing only half an hour ago. I knew he had more patience than he gave himself credit for, because he wiped the emotion from his face and took another drink. “Apollo’s story is…unique. He had pledged himself to Nadia when he was young, without knowing what decision she had made. He had a run-in with the white bull, and it affected him the same way it affects anyone who lets it in. He had a choice, and he chose Light. Choosing the other bull, it shatt

When Jolene gets to her tent, she closes her eyes and she sends out sweet whispers to Apollo. Apollo answers her and brings her to the sun. He pulls her in for a hug, “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me!” She hugs him tight and kisses his cheek. He lays her on his bed and kisses her stomach, “How are my two warriors?” She giggles, “Your three Warriors are doing just fine!” Apollo is confused, “three?” She clarifies, “The moon goddess has gotten me away from Luna and Diablo and now I am traveling with your son.”

Stories circulates in the vast of the world. Like a bird that mingles at every spot of the trees and chirped in a tone that will then echoes along the vicinity. Apollo is my father and Selene is his father. They are both entangled with the divinity of the world and both are ready to kill each other. Selene glances at the dead body of her lover. Alpha Gerri who betrayed her and scarred her. It was her command to kill him but somehow there is a reflection of sadness at his eyes at it stares at the lifeless body of her past lover.

Some looked at me with contempt, others with pity, but not one with belief. Elder Garran stepped forward, his long robes dragging over the stone as he raised his staff. "The Alpha is unconscious. But the Luna Trials cannot wait. The Goddess demands her chosen be tested. If she fails…” Garran paused, letting the silence stretch, “...a new Luna shall be selected.” A murmur spread through the crowd. I raised my chin. "I’ll do it. I have nothing to hide." The elder's eyes narrowed slightly. "We shall see.” “The trials will proceed in four categories,” she announced. “Spirit. Strength. Wisdom. Loyalty. The first shall begin now.”

They all gave me a shrug. "It's settled then. Tomorrow we take your ship to the realm of dreams and get my ring back." "Are you really going to put her on trial?" Apollo's voice sounded in my head as he linked me. Nothing ever got past this guy. I let out a low hum. "Not sure yet. One thing at a time." Apollo was silent for a minute before adding. "It's always the ones you least expect that end up reminding you what it's like to be alive." "I have no idea what you're talking about," I muttered through the link. He let out a laugh.

“I’ll look into how to negotiate with the Elders. Those trials aren’t safe, they could put your life at risk.” “What exactly are these trials?” I asked, dreading the answer. Malcolm’s grip on my hand tightened. “The ancient Luna trials consist of three phases. First, the Trial of Wisdom … you’d have to solve complex pack disputes and ancient riddles that test your judgment. Second, the Trial of Strength physical challenges including combat against trained warriors and surviving alone in the wilderness for three days.” My stomach dropped. “And the third?” “The Trial of Sacrifice,” his voice was barely audible. “You’d have to prove your loyalty to the pack by… well, by putting the pack’s needs

Fear gripped her—hard—but pride rose too. She whispered, barely audible, “I’m not ready.” Kael turned to her. “No one is ready for prophecy,” he said. “But you are further than any before you.” Ariadne stepped beside her like the daughter she is. Her voice was steady. Imperial. “You will face the Trial of Strength. The Trial of Essence. The Trial of Truth.” Eryx stood next to Alessia, eyes fierce. “And you won’t do it alone.” Seraphine grabbed Alessia’s hand. “We’re coming with you! Except into the trial field—because those are dangerous—but morally, spiritually, aesthetically, we’re absolutely there.”