Dc Comics Apollo Novels & Stories

I knew if I didn’t act, that rage would eat her alive, poison every happy moment of her childhood. Let me carry it instead, I thought. All the anger, all the pain—leave her out of it. “Anyway,” Apollo said, clearing his throat to break the silence. “Want to know what I’m the god of?” “What, Uncle Handsome?” Summer perked up, her earlier request already forgotten. I let out a long breath of relief and mouthed thank you to Apollo. He winked. “Lots of things! Apollo is the god of light, poetry, prophecies, music, dance, truth… even healing and diseases.”

The leather cover had cracked with age, but the symbol pressed into it was still clear: a crescent moon, sliced through with a single line. Not the mark the council displayed in their ceremonies. Not the clean version painted on walls and flags. This was older. And it meant something else. Something dangerous. Not the mark of the Moonbreather. No, the real one. The one no one alive dared to speak of anymore. His name had been whispered once in a council room, long before Elise had ever stepped into the trial chamber. Saelin. Once a historian. Once an Elder. Then an exile. The same healer who had brought Elise to him weeks ago had not returned.

’ ‘I know, but I had to claim my two seconds of being important. ‘Can you help me?’ I plead. ‘I’m going to need you to let me lead,’ Apollo’s tone gets serious. ‘How are the warriors going to find me? I lost the tracking device.’ ‘Lost?' He snorts. 'I’ll link Eros, that asshole, we’ll be fine.’ *

I told her I would help with that as well. It finally felt like our lives were moving forward on a positive note. Alpha Wyatt had returned the females and their pups to their packs. The ones who wanted to stay, he'd granted them asylum. The pup smuggling business has been shut down for good. The new Alpha of Core Moon Rising, Alpha Carl, is working with them on tracking down the pups who were sold and the buyers as well.

He bows before me, I look in his eyes, full of respect, for me. I earned it, I earned his respect. I’m happy, even though it’s stage one. I’m more than happy probably, happier than I should be. “Ms. Aurora… do you know my name?” he huffs, his voice really heavy. “Jack, the eight head of Zeus’ team.” I remember Azrael telling me about the rest of the 9 leaders. Arthur, Azrael, Jack, Josh, Martin, Marcus, Kendy, Peter, Silas and Austin.

he said "And Apollo... Well, he asked me for a favor." What? "Tell me what favor?"I ordered. I have to do of all my willpower not to show him fear, I don't want him to think I'm weak and he can bully me with any gesture or anything. "I'm sorry, but it's between me and him, I may be bad but I'm not a traitor." "But Apollo is having dealings with a vampire and that makes him a traitor."I mumbled. I heard footsteps around me, so I looked around, they were footsteps.

"October 11th, Apollo's birthday." Adrian's eyes widen. "Holy shit, that is insane." I'll be damn. "None of this is a mere coincidence. It doesn't matter what those bandits stole. They took something from me, and I want it back." Cassian placed his hand on my shoulder. "Apollo, relax. I have everything under control." Chris eyed him skeptically. "What are we missing?" "Glad you asked Christopher." "Don't call me that. You sound like my mother." Chris grunted.

But that was the least I could do as I listened to him. "So when we got to a place void of humans, which was a dessert forest and I got out from my car and had it packed on one side of the road, and so did Alpha Theo." Leo paused, and he stared directly at me as if he was trying to say something but didn't want to tell me with his mouth. And that was one of those times that I wished that I had a wolf so I could have been communicating through a mind link.

Lux My body went cold at the mention of his name. His scent isn’t here though, but maybe things like that change in the spirit world. But he’s the last person I want to be around. If Rion’s words were true then why would I be in front of Apollo. I try not to stutter as I ask< “Wh…what’s your name?” He chuckles before answering me, “Apollo or Apollon whatever you prefer. I’m the god of prophecy and oracles and music, song, and poetry. Of archery, healing, plague, and disease, and the protection of young!”

Chapter 36: Naming the Traitor An hour before Samael escaped… Apollo was busy being measured by a tailor in the visitor’s lounge. He did not know that the tailor would be this late. No one has reported to him about it. Regardless of that, he still attended to the situation and never complained. “Are you excited for the Halloween, alpha?” the tailor asked out of nowhere. Apollo does not want to talk about any events coming by because he does not like the atmosphere it brought. But, the tailor would not stop asking if he refuses to answer.