God Of War Kratos And Athena Novels & Stories

It was at that moment that the door slammed violently, Gamma stood there, gasping for half a run and the two of them staring at each other. ××÷×× Athena's legs were too limp to stand up to Gamma, she kept her ears closed as the lightning struck again and again, making a loud sound that was deafening to her ears. Gamma stepped slowly and crouched gently next to Athena. "Hey, don't be afraid, I have here." Athena's whole body trembled and broke out in cold sweat, Athena cried and Gamma wiped her tears gently. When the lightning struck again, Athena screeched and buried her face in Gamma's chest. The man immediately hugged her tightly, rubbed her back, tried to calm her down.

Athena, his fellow warrior, his friend, his confidante – now revealed as something more, a partner in a cosmic design. "I never imagined…" Ardolf's voice trailed off, unable to articulate the complexities of his feelings. Athena's hand cupped his cheek, her touch gentle yet filled with purpose. "Ardolf, this path will not be easy. The challenges that lie ahead are formidable, and the burden is great. But together, we can achieve what is meant to be." As Athena's words resonated, Ardolf felt a surge of determination. The weight of the world seemed more bearable, knowing that he would not face it alone.

“I fucking knew that you love that bitch….” “Don’t call her that!” He raised his hands in surrender and smirked. “Alright fine, but you need to remember your promise to my sister and I. You gave me your word that you would make Athena pay for killing her…..” “Athena didn’t kill her and you know it.” I chuckled and turned away from him. “goddess I don’t know how we let our grief turn into hate. Athena fought her way like Zara did. Had Zara accepted her defeat, she would have been here. She would still be alive….”

Athena POV "I am not going to carry a gun and kill people just to help your stupid gang!" I yelled at Karol. "I'm not asking you, I am telling you. Do not provoke me Athena," Karol growled, holding my wrist tightly until I winced in pain. "Take it." He drew and gave me the gun. I held the gun shaking. He didn't care if I was scared or not, and I felt like shooting him. I was a dancer not a gangster, I had always avoided involving myself in my brother's gang business which he used to get into fights, kill people, steal...

If you resist, your divine bones will be destroyed, and you will be cast from the Starfall Spire. As he finished speaking, two squads of celestial soldiers stepped forward. No matter how glorious the two men had once been, they no longer dared to resist. They cast one final look at us before leaving. Azena and I held each other's hands tightly, feeling finally truly at peace. Our previous lives were worse than a nightmare. After Guerrian and Dexaldir's sentence, Azena took over the God of War position, becoming the only Goddess of War of the Celestial Skies.

Hikaru added from the sidelines. " No, Rhane is the creator of Versions." Amber shook her head. " What?!" Manor and I exclaimed as we both poked our heads out of our huddle. " Yeah, a long time ago, long before the war of the gods for the one true god. The gods were having a cold war against each other. Asil Luna Goddess of Healing and Lexi Bathory God of Virtue against Exinious, God of War, and Helder Lord of the underworld. The only one that stayed neutral was Zagerust, the God of curiosity. He's the only one that remained friends of the two sides, but he was easily distracted by his curiosity that he couldn't stop the cold war." Amber started the tale with a nod.

Crash! The saber's arc left destruction in its wake. The Calnan's newly erected archway crumbled once more, sending dust billowing and stones scattering. Crash! Dragon mirrored the action, his own strike causing the nearby guardhouse to burst apart with a resounding thud. Four black-clad figures crumpled to the ground, their bodies shaking uncontrollably. They could not detect the Martial Arts energy radiating from Yoel and Dragon, but that one strike hinted at their true power. They were undoubtedly martial gods.

“Well done, Flameheart and Athena. Balance is restored. The realms are safe.” Flameheart’s heart swelled with relief, the victory theirs at last. The bond between him and Athena felt unbreakable, forged in the fires of battle and tempered by love. Together, they had faced the darkness and emerged triumphant, ready to protect their pack and the realms they held dear.

“What the fuck do you mean by she is gone?!” Hermes yelled out, as his car sped along leaving the warehouse. He was completely furious at how things had ended between him and Rafael. Rafael was the one who had the last laugh as he got away with Athena while Hermes had to be led away, completely shielded by his guards to stop whoever was operating the sniper which was aimed at his head from taking a shot which would have definitely proven to be extremely fatal.

Her heart fractured at the thought of leaving her behind. Elia pulled away, wiping her face roughly. “Still... maybe it’s better this way. You deserve more than Kade. More than this place. If he couldn’t fight for you, then let him live with the memory of letting you go.” A slow rumble of hooves and wheels echoed across the stone path. The God of War had arrived. Anana turned to see the black carriage stop before them. Sleek, ominous, and guarded by two armored wolves on horseback. One of the guards stepped down and opened the door.