Dios Griego Ares Novels & Stories

It may be good to have her around after all. Ares arrives at Thrace still laughing bout Posideon when one of his warriors enters the room informing him rumors say Typhon has joined Lucius for the upcoming war. Hearing this made Ares's day more interesting. Typhon has been an enemy to him and other Gods and Goddesses for a long time and Ares can't count the years. I have to be on the front line when that fucker arrives. I can't wait to see my niece let him she's the boss and he's her bitch. Oh hell yes." *****

Still, they kept watching each other. Zeus was lord of the sky once again, but his wife also bore him three other gods: Ares, the god of war, Hephaestus, the smith-god, forger of weapons, and Eris, goddess of chaos and discord, who shrieks beside Ares in his battle chariot. The rest of Zeus's children were born out of wedlock. Three of them entered the Pantheon later.

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

“For the true blood of Ares!” Finally, from the main passage, came a group of soldiers in the gleaming silver and deep blue of House Zeus. They moved with the precision and pride of elite troops, but their leader, a tall, stern-faced man with the insignia of a lieutenant, held up a hand. “We are not with Nikos’s dogs!” he roared, his voice echoing in the cavern. “Lord Diokles sent us to excise the rot! Stand down, or be cut down with it!”

To the Romans, he was recognized as Neptunus or Neptune. Ares was the Greek god of war and possibly the most unpopular of all the Olympian gods due to the fact of his speedy temper, aggressiveness, and unquenchable thirst for conflict. Artemis was the Greek goddess of hunting, wild nature, and chastity. The daughter of Zeus and sister of Apollo, Artemis used to be considered as a customer of female and young women and a protectress for the duration of childbirth.

Grey frowned; he hadn't expected the man before him to utter such vile words about the woman he claimed to be his first love. "You're a demon, Res!" Grey hissed with disgust. "Ah, don't you know the meaning of my name? It's derived from the Greek god of war, known for having no heart and enjoying causing chaos everywhere. I simply live up to my name. Besides, as you said earlier, do I even have such a thing as first love? Perhaps my engagement with that girl was merely due to my child..." Ares provoked. Grey felt frustrated, then he angrily swung his fist towards Ares, "You're despicable!" Grey exclaimed, his emotions surging.

I don’t want to come over as a jealous Beta. I saw her hurt when she came out of the car. I couldn’t make eye contact with Ares watching every move. I know she knows he’s possessive. But trust me, if you look up possessive in the dictionary, it would say Ares. But then again, he is the reincarnation of the god of war, or is the god of war. Aach my head.

Just as Zayne was about to untie them, Cole shouted at him to stop. “Don’t do it! Someone will be coming to our rescue soon.” Zayne suspiciously asked, “Who?” Sure enough, it did not take very long for Sir Ares to come back. He was holding onto a water bottle in his hand as he walked over at a carefree pace, looking happy and content. It did not seem like he was worried about his comrades’ well-being at all.

Luckily. Ares must have lost her mind to think of us shifting right in the middle of a crowded place. A silent battlefield disguised with talks of peace and unity among our packs. Gratefully neither the alpha nor anyone at all seemed to notice. Ares peered at the enchanting specimen before us once again. ‘I doubt he isn’t a Greek god. Look at his muscles, his jaw, his wide rock-hard looking chest’ Ares pointed out with a breathy whisper. I mentally rolled my eyes and tried ripping my eyes away from his piercing ones.

He pulled back, and I gripped his hair, moaning in protest. "Breathe, Elyn, I need to breathe." "Do you need that? I don't feel like-" I stopped when I hear loud, angry growls. His eyes widened. "No, don't. It is nothing," I whispered as I gripped his neck, but the next growl was louder. "Why the fuck did this happen whenever...." I whispered angrily as he took a quick step back from me, touching his lips. "It is the Goddess' way of telling us that we shouldn't do this?" Ares looked at me and then shook his head. "And maybe she was right. I mean, what the hell was I doing?"