Chiron Achilles Novels & Stories

"I'm Leonardo and this is Luciano." Luciano waggled his fingers in a what would have been friendly wave if it weren't for the sneer on his lips. "We have a few questions we'd like to ask you. You don't have to answer but I strongly suggest you do," I added She nodded nervously. "So where is Achilles tonight?" Luciano questioned as Hestia began making two cups of coffee. "He's been visiting his parents in Greece for the last few days." "When will he be back?" "In two days."

I placed my hands on his rock-solid chest for support so I didn't collapse onto him. "Yes, right there," I moaned. Alessandro thrusted his hips up going deeper inside me as I vigorously played with my clit so close to my release. "Fuck just like that Alessandro" "Say my name again," he groaned, moving his hands from my hips to my breasts, playing with them. "Alessandro," I breathed, and I felt his cock twitch inside of me. Thank God I was on birth control pills, I needed him to come inside me.

Heimdall chuckled. “Maybe it did,” Poseidon stated as he looked towards the distance, his eyes finding the approaching figure of Achilles who was leading the forces of Olympus to this place. Each warrior’s blade was stained with blood, and their bloodlust was still strong. Their vigour could be felt even from outside the planet. As for the one who stood before them, his rage was greater than theirs. The power of the hero of Olympus was so great that even Heimdall frowned, realising that Achilles may only just be a few notches weaker than Ares! Given that Achilles was several centuries younger than Ares, this was a measure of his talent. Clearly, if Achilles had the advantage of age, he would

Broken limbs and arms on the ground were bathed in the blood. Yalans, the violet-haired, silver-eyed First Elder, and Achilles, the War God. Achilles were followed by a group of golden-armored men. All of the members of the Ice Soul Clan were behind the Ice Soul, all of whom looked as cold as real ice. Even if being far away from them, Jason could feel the coldness on them.

Another killer, how subtle. "Apparently, that was Achilles future bride." "What?" "As soon as Gerasimus dropped dead, they crowned Achilles as new ruler and wed him to a woman named Achlys," Orion said, "I stayed long enough to try and get a glimpse of her face but she had on a sort of helmet that prevented her from being seen. All that was visible was her hair, which was short and was white as snow." Achlys. A name of the goddess that meant sorrow itself. "And the Ares Familias then? What did they do after?"

CALLISTA I turned around to leave only to bumped into something hard and steady, I almost stumble but got a hold of my balance. A big shadow loomed over me, covering the sun ray that shines towards me. I looked up and met in contact with no other than Alpha Cepheus. My eyes widened in shock. How did he get there!? Holy cinnamon. He looked straight to me, observing me as if I'm some specimen under his radar, I almost squirm under his gaze.

I pushed Valerie to stand behind me, and she glared at them just as they glared at us. “I have to admit, you are outnumbered, but nevertheless, I know that you are going to be fighting until the last drop.” Alaric said, glaring at me. His eyes met mine before he looked back at Valerie. “And you are keeping what is mind away from me and that is not something that I like, Alpha Alessandro.”

The atmosphere crackled with tension as Alcides struggled to rise. The chant of "kill, kill, kill" echoed, Helios closing in on Alcides. Meanwhile, Rhesus, torn between tragedy and political alliances, struggled. Helios prepared for a final strike, but Alcides, with breathtaking agility, evaded. Seizing the opportunity, he kicked Helios, disrupting the champion's composure.

The sound of the sword clattering to the ground echoed just a few steps away. Bending down, I held the sword straight out to point directly at the Alpha. He was still reeling from the impact, pitiful moans escaping his lips. I never took my eyes off from the Alpha despite the cheers going on around us or the female screaming for Chiron. The Alpha rogue was not alone; a beta accompanied him. Maybe his mate.

I ran faster until I saw a figure approaching Aeon from behind. Achilles! Achilles jumped forward, holding a silver dagger, to an oblivious Aeon, who was still clutching his mate. "No!" I bellowed, shaking the earth as I launched forward into Achilles, but at the same moment, another growl came out of nowhere. Argon’s body was flying in the air in the direction where Aeon was. And before I could grab Achilles, his hand had already gone down - his silver dagger piercing into someone’s heart as blood splattered all over his face.