Novel & Cerita Dc Comics Apollo

I shouldn’t have come here with Sable but there was nothing I could do about it now. “You will have my message delivered to my friends?” I questioned him. “You have my word. Would you mind if I examine you now? Talon will want an update and he will give me an ass chewing for not immediately attending you.” “Why is that? I am fine.” He smiled. It was genuine but there was something in his eyes. “You are The Promised. A wielder with unimaginable power. We have waited a long time for your arrival.” His eyes flashed with a similar flame that Sable’s had.

Not to mention that they were nothing compared to our fighters who were actual fighters. Dante and I were latching onto fears left and right. Apollo was using it to amplify his gift, thank you Imeela for teaching him to do that because it was effective but also kept him happy in regard to gifts. There were two other empaths who moved up to do the same thing as Apollo. So, there were five people playing with people’s creepy crawly fears.

I turn in his arms, wrapping mine around his back. “It was good.” “Is that someone you know?” He nods toward Matt’s retreating figure. “That’s Matt. We were friends and, well… we kind of dated.” I risk a look at Apollo’s face and am surprised at the amused expression on his face. “How long did you two date?” I shake my head. “We went out once.” Apollo nods and places a kiss on my head. “I’m glad you have a friend up here. It’s important for you to have people around you who care.” Apollo steps away from me and grips my hand. “Come on. Let’s get going. I have a surprise for you tonight, so you need to make sure you’re free.”

"I'm worried about Mr Wyatt. I know he is powerful and can definitely handle this but still, he got in danger because of Miss Knight. He is protecting her but I wish he wouldn't get in trouble because of it..." "Yeah, I'm also worried." When they both were talking, they saw Apollo suddenly lying on the floor of the boxing ring. He was as if just fell from high. They quickly ran to him and asked together, "Boss, are you ok?" Apollo kept staring at space silently. No words came out of his mouth. He looked exhausted, sad and angry at the same time as if sometimes he wanted to scream, sometimes he wanted to cry and sometimes he wanted to hit someone. * *

What does he know that's weighing so heavily on his conscience? "Hello, Apollo," I say, a smirk spreading across my face. "How's our... special guest doing?" Apollo's eyes, a striking hazel that reminds me painfully of another pair I've had dreams of brutally carving out, dart to mine before quickly looking away again. He maintains his rigid posture as he responds. "He's alive, sir," Apollo says, his voice carefully neutral. "We've followed your orders to the letter. He's fed once a week, and given water every four days."

I asked, and he nodded. "Thank you, Alpha Luke." Carter pouted his lips. His cuteness was overloaded. "You are welcome Champ. I hope you remember our deal." Alpha Luke said, I was surprised. "What's the deal are you guys talking about?" I asked Carter with a puzzled face. Carter shook his head and denied telling me. "That's our secret. Only Alpha Luke and I know about it." Carter ran inside. "Sorry Luke, I couldn't inform you about the ceremony. Asthon appeared in the middle of the night and."

Just like his son, I didn't find him frightening. “I’m Odessa, Creed’s mate.” Apollo’s warm smile had my dragon purring. I walked up to him, giving him a hug like he was my own father. “It’s so nice to meet you. I’m so happy Creed has you now!” His smile faltered, looking at his son, then to me. “It is, I’m happy to know tha’ a part of meh lives.” Apollo’s voice hung low, the air heavy from his words. “And ya can call meh Da.’”

The only person left standing in his way was Jade, and Apollo would destroy him easily. He stepped out of the throne room and shut the door behind him. "My brother isn't feeling well," he said to the warriors standing guard outside the door, his voice filled with fake concern and worry. "He is not to be disturbed. Make sure no one goes in until he is much stronger" Totally unsuspecting, the warriors bowed respectfully. "Yes, Supreme Alpha" Apollo turned away from them and as he walked away, a triumphant smile lifted his lips. He was now the Supreme Alpha of Hayden.

While Dominic entered majestically. The towering Alpha walked into the amphitheater with steady, unhurried strides, his massive frame completely eclipsing the light of the torches behind him. His heavy, obsidian-trimmed coat dragged slightly against the polished marble floorboards, the silver crest of the Sovereign line gleaming brilliantly under the ambient firelight. The silver fire beneath his scarred skin was humming with a lethal, blinding consistency, casting a soft, ethereal glow across the sharp lines of his rugged jaw.

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."