Chiron Achilles Novels & Stories

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Narcissa handed little Cleon over to Athena, making everyone laugh. Narcissa hugged Athena, “Don’t feel bad, Thena; I will always be your best friend. My brother is mean, Tristan and I good, Azazel recently learned to talk,” Narcissa blurted out in one go, kissing Cleon. Athena cared about nothing; she saw Azazel as nothing but a big nasty bully.

Even though Claire was able to dodge, the flames felt quite hot on Claire's body. "Tell me if you have an idea, Leon!" exclaimed Claire. "Who defeated the Chimera?" Leon instead asked Claire. Of course, because Claire was wearing the character Athena, the all-knowing goddess of wisdom. Claire snorted softly. Now her tears began to turn into anger. Angry at Boston Hopkins. “The Bellerophone who defeated the Chimera. With a javelin while riding a Pegassus!" exclaimed Claire.

A grin broke out on her face. She rushed over and sat next to Seraphina. “His name is Leonardo.” Achilles smiled at her. Aurelia paled, “Le-Leonardo? Why did you pick that name?” Seraphina glanced towards Aurelia, it was strange to see her so flustered. Achilles shrugged, “Leonardo is one of our best warriors Aurelia, he saved my life, many, many times. If it weren’t for him, I probably wouldn’t have lived long enough to see fatherhood.”

Next to him sat Jermaine Leonard and a shirtless bronze-skinned, sturdy-built, middle-aged man. Clifford and Jermaine were familiar faces, but it was the first time the bronze-skinned middle-aged man showed his face. His name was Achilles, one of the Eighteen Generals of the Regal Palace. His bronze skin and iron bones’ toughness were like steel, invulnerable to swords and spears. Among the Eighteen Generals of the Regal Palace, Achilles’s combat power was ranked as the top few on the list.

Achilles walked down two short corridors and then turned around to face the dining room, which had a circular dark green marble table with six seats, but only four chairs, the seats already set. Achilles' mother has long platinum hair, actually a grayish white, very reminiscent of a snowfall, her skin is white and fair, her eyes a dark blue, like a night with clouds, while his father has short hair, cut in a military style, and brown eyes that resemble honey. They both stood up. "Dad, mom. This is Sophia Turner." Achilles introduced himself. "Sophia, this is my father Lucca Lykaios and my mother Sapphire Lykaios."

Me:(Putting my hand on my face in embarrassment) Do you have to be a child right now, Nico? N:(Laughing) I knew that would get you going. Love ya, sis. I miss you. Me: Just stop. Here's the thing. King Chiron and King Izzoth are sending some of their warriors to you to protect mom. The Centaurs are going to train with your warriors. Okay? N: Got it. I will make sure we have rooms for all of them. Thank you, King Chiron, and King Izzoth. C: You are very welcome. I am very happy to help descendants of the Moon Goddess. It is my honor.

“I know it’s dangerous. I know the Crow and the Russos have tighter ties than we thought. I know that Christain doesn't play fair." Achilles’ mouth twitched. For a second there was something like pity in the way his shoulders fell. It made the space between us contort into something sharp. Maybe pity was a kind face of the kind of contempt people call strength. Maybe I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was my sister’s breath.

He hadn’t changed at all. "A-Athena," I replied. "Familiar name," one of them suddenly said. I swallowed hard without realizing it, but I didn’t look away from him. He stared at me seriously, but I didn’t let on that I was surprised by what he said. He was still the same — speaking so seriously, just like before. "Could you guys stop talking with her?" Sir Zach said gruffly, but his friends just laughed at him. "Bro, just chill. We just want to know her. Anyways, I’m Aldrich, nice to meet you," said the man with eyeglasses as he stood up to shake my hand.

She then moaned again and closed her eyes. Slowly, Achilles pushes himself onto her. The pleasure she felt earlier was replaced by an overwhelming pain that she thought she couldn't handle. Tears stream down on her cheeks because of an intense pain that seems to be splitting her body into half. It's like she's going into a trance because of the pain in her cherry.