Diomedes X Odysseus Novels & Stories

"Damn it! Your second wish was supposed to be mine!" yelled Odysseus. Odysseus once captured a dimensional guardian's servant by chance, and he used him as leverage to obtain his final two wishes. His first wish was for Sade to guide him to the most powerful power of light spell. His second wish was for Sade to lead him to the Death Scepter.

I am bound under the spell he has cast with his blazing emeralds. Shivers run down my spine as the ground beneath trembles and shakes under his wrath. Wolves make way for him as he walks with a purpose. A purpose I will soon be aware of. Cronus straightens next to me his head held high whilst he welcomes Deimos's presence. "I hope my punishment to your warrior does not cost us any misunderstandings, brother." Deimos utters, to Cronus but his eyes. His eyes meet only mine not taking it away. I have his entire attention.

Jax’s voice filled my head as he says, “Thank the goddess we found you. Get up, Kodi, we need to keep running.” Kodi nods her head and he nudges her side and they take off again. She asks him through panted breaths, “What’s going on?” “We’re being hunted. I don’t know who it is, but we can’t get caught.” She pushes us to run faster before asking, “What happened to you?” “Ended up meeting the goddess, Aphrodite.” “Huh, we met the god, Apollon.”

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.

Hypatos announced their arrival. Ismene-Eirene fussed as she tried to fix her hair and dress, as we quickly parted from our kiss. “Well, he is not all that different from his older brother," Rosalyn commented. I shrugged slightly at the comparison to Aigialeus. Ismene-Eirene, however, blushed. “We were…." Ismene-Eirene tried to think of something to say. “We don’t need or want to know, my dear. What happens behind closed doors or between you isn’t our concern." Melanthios assured. Diokles is practically his clone, just like his older sons Ajax and Dorian. The only difference is that Dio has his mother’s eyes.

He looked like he was having a hard time reminiscing about its history. Aphrodite came to the rescue, "Right! Most of us have been friends since then. We grew up in slums, doing different jobs in order to survive and fulfill the needs of our rumbling stomachs. Me, being the face of cybersex, Dionysus... who used to rob the general's main house, Hermes and Ares as the known thieves in town, and then there's Zeus who abducted people for ransom... Athena who was once a stripper, Apollo as a drug addict..." My widening eyes went to Apollo. He smiled as he waved at me. "And Poseidon... the sex slave." What...

She beamed proudly. All the young women talked to Damen for what seemed like an eternity. Then there were Oceanides. "Their name has the ocean in it but they have nothing to do with the seas unless we have parties of course; they are the nymphs of freshwater; daughters of Oceanus and Tethys." "Is Poseidon going to be here? "Nah, he only attends major religious festivals and is busy the rest of the time. Pontus and Thalassa are barely here as well."

I struggled to speak, swallowing nervously as I straightened up and tried to break my hand from his but he would not let me go, "n-nothing..." He hummed, his eyes looking me head to toe for any wounds, "I suppose you are correct, my Aphrodite," he paused, leaning down and placing his forehead on mine, "there is always some truth to myths. I, of all people," he pressed his nose against my button nose, his lips a breath away from my own, "should know that."

all eight of them; Poseidon god of the sea, sat with his golden trident and crown, very intimidating with all his godly build and huge blue tail. Athena goddess of wisdom and battle strategy sat next to Poseidon , ever so proud of her hair and white robes with a warrior's head gear to adorn it, spear in hand. Ares god of war, Athena's male counterpart sat next to her, adorned in silver armor and a blade that was a little too sharp. Hephaestus god of metalworks and fire, a personality that rarely was at the hall, was sat beside Ares. His black leather bodysuit made him look like the sexiest blacksmith ever and his fire hued hair was bedazzling.

You might have escaped this time but the next time we meet will most definitely be your last. King Odesseus is a good father, he almost didn't want me to take this maze box, tried to fight me on it, but I always get what I want in the end. Say hi to your mate for me, tell him we’ll meet soon.