Dios Griego Ares Novels & Stories

Ares told me. "It seems the war between Christian, and his brother had gotten out of control," Ares said. "Okay, go," I told him. "I'll be right back," Ares told me as he runs over to me and kisses me on my forehead before hurriedly leaving my room. As he did, I started to worry about the war between Christian and his brother, hoping everything will be alright soon. I didn't want to lose Ares or dad because of Apollo and too I didn't want my pup to not know his or her dad because of him dying in the war.

A crying voice of a woman. "Damn! Hermes is still my friend! Of course, half of my heart is already broken!" Athena? Hermes? What in the greek myth is this? "How about Dionysus? He shouldn't be here, he just replaced Ares because they made a fucking deal! That brat should've died instead!" "Shut the fuck up if you don't want me to blow your heads right here, right now!" That was Lorcan's irritated voice which silenced the other voices.

"don't mess with her." She is a maiden goddess and the daughter of Zeus. (She was born from his thoughts.) Ares : Greek god of war and strength. He was born to Zeus and Hera. (Yes Zeus has a lot of kids.) Artemis : Greek Goddess of the hunt, moon, archery, hills and forests, wild animals, wilderness. She is a maiden Goddess and is the daughter of Zeus and Leto. Twin sister of Apollo. Hermes : Greek God of trade, eloquence, messenger of the gods, travellers, sports, thieves, guide to the underworld etc. He is the son of Zeus and Maia.

Apollo moves forward, taking controlled steps. “I CAN’T LET YOU DO THAT, BROTHER. YOU’LL HAVE TO MOVE OVER MY DEAD BODY.” The glee that can be seen on Ares’s face is disgusting. It’s the type of thing that you see in the movies, and you don’t really believe that there are really people like this in real life. Ares is a real-life person who is truly sick. There’s no way they can get Akia away from him without a massive fight.

Ares asked before he kicked the manticore that was about to attack him from the side. Eleena didn't answer because she doesn't have any idea where Apollo is and why he didn't show up when she needed him the most. Ares tried to fight the manticores while also trying not to get bitten by them. Although he is a god, he won't heal if he gets bitten by a manticore.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

Ares stopped on his track and turned to face Zeus and said sternly "Thanks for thinking about me but I don't need your pity. I will wait for tomorrow to see which hell will you create for me. Try something new because I became bore with your daily games." Ares yawned. He checked the time. It's already 12am. "Oh. It's become midnight. I am very tried and sleepy. Good night darling. Go to sleep early or you will late tomorrow. Bye bye baby. Good night. Have a sweet dream." Ares waved his hand at Zeus and went to his room. He took a quick shower and retired to bed. He fell asleep immediately. It's a long day for him. On the other hand

It's the name of the woman who managed to capture his heart which is hardened by centuries of war, blood, and loss of so many lives. Ares is the God of wars. He was awarded this position 1000's of years ago. He is the one who inflicts war between countries and between kingdoms in the earlier ages. Inflicting pain and destruction is not something that he enjoys. However, he must deliver justice and inflict pain on people based on their karma. That's what he does, doing his duty to punish people for their bad karma. But sometimes, even innocent people get caught up in the crossfire. That's because it's their fate. Their sins from the past lives are catching up with them and they are born to su

is all I can say. Ares may be akin to the god of war when on the battlefield, but the truth is, he is like a child who never grew up. In many ways, he resembles Helios physically– tall, lean and strong – yet he is far more innocent and wild than Helios and has undoubtedly had more fun in life. And though I love Ares as a brother, I cannot bring myself to tell him everything here and now. Everything has spiralled out of control. It’s too insane. I myself haven’t even had time to process the whole thing.

I tell him, "It needs to be finished before I move on to the next lifetime. I don't know if I will ever get all these memories back to be capable of completing my mission." “Iokaste, we have heard about the details of your plan. We have seen your sacrifices, and commend you for seeing this plan through. We do not fight all wars on the battlefield, as you are soon to find out, Daughter of the Moon Goddess. You truly are the warrior Selene prides you to be,” the man sitting next to Hermes says. There is no confusing him to anyone else. Ares stands as tall as Zeus. He is broad and muscular like Bronx, with light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is wearing an ornate golden chest plate and m