Diomedes Novels & Stories

Only that this devil was in human form, named Philip Forbes. Maybe if I had told Ella she would have been able to do something about it, but it's too late to cry over spilled milk. God, please help me, I prayed.

Yes, the handsome man in the middle was indeed Perseus, Hermes’s half-brother and Zeus son! “Your heart isn’t filled with war and strife. Following Ares must be torture for you. Why then do you do his bidding, brother?” Hermes finally lifted his sunken head to reveal half of his face. His face was as pale as ice sheets, and his eyes dull without any light. There were dead skin tissues all over his face, and his lips were hardened with the dried blood that coated them. He looked like a man with one foot in the grave. Any who would have seen him would have been shocked to find this was his current appearance. For what kind of God looked like this!

"Let us be back in a few minutes to tend and change your bandages, sir. Our master will be back in a few hours." "Thank you so much... I will be glad to see your master that now I am in a stable condition and be able to extend my thanks personally to him...," he said. "May I ask, if it's alright, would it be okay to know the name of your master? So that I will be able to express my gratitude to him in the grandest honor." The younger maid finally smiled and answered, "Yes you may, sir. We address him here as Master Kai, but he is known as the second son of the Duke, Quin Kaylus."

During that time, Hermes had become acquainted with the demigod and together with other gods who were against the rule of Elektris, partook in the cosmic battle. Hermes had been injured very badly with a lot of other gods having been slain. He would have also fallen at the death stare of Medusa whose power could turn anyone who looked her in the eyes to stone. Perseus had gotten hold of Hermes’s armor, as at the time, Hermes used to have a large golden shield known as Aegis. The demigod then used the shield as a mirror to avoid looking directly at Medusa and was able to slay the Gorgon without turning into stone.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

(A/N The picture above is the scene she witnesses when he turns around. He is beautiful, is all I can think. No one can be compared to that Deimos but I am impressed by this male. Reaching them Deimos glances at me and back to him before introducing me. "This is my mate," Deimos says to the male. He says nothing but just keeps on looking at me without making a single noise. His intense stare makes a blush creeps up my cheeks. Deimos clears his throat removing the male from his haze. "Then you must be called Luna, I am Cronus." He tells me in a gentle tone with a small bow still keeping his eyes on me. His voice pulls me into a trance, such a unique voice he possesses deep but also high pitch

Cadmus asked him again. “With the medallion in his hand, he can perform more powerful spells beyond our wildest imaginations. He can now continue his pursuit in dominating the whole world, and he will not give mercy to anyone who stands in his way.” Dante answered Cadmus and Rio was silent for he knew that he was telling the truth.

It’ll flow down the bond to JoJo—and to Jacob. Odysseus calls back to us. “Come, friends. We’ve arrived.” Alexander can walk now, thanks to the energy flowing into him. It’s awkward—six people walking while touching him—but no one lets go. Not until JoJo is safe. At the second gate, another Hecatonchire stands guard. He looks like Briareus, just slightly smaller. Their conversation is thunderous, but limited to their uppermost heads. Odysseus explains, “That is Gyges, the middle brother. He’s not the brightest and more of a follower. He’ll do as Briareus tells him.”

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.