God Of War Siren Novels & Stories

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

He just waited, curious but silent. Elena’s eyes stayed glued to her phone screen. She took a deep breath and pressed the call button for Alexander's number. The ring cut through Alexander’s complaining. He glanced at the unknown number and muttered, “Who is this again?” In an instant, the carefree playboy vanished. His expression hardened. His eyes sharpened. The war god in him surfaced again. One hand slipped into his pocket, his posture straightening—calm, alert, curious. He answered the call.

While the two continued to fight as Indiva fought back crazily, Erin spoke quietly with her head bowed as tears and blood matted over her fur," Doyen. I am coming to you soon. I will pull my heart out of my body to reach you if death does not come to me soon." Both the siren and the Goddess stilled as they heard the words... Crystal's words had given them both the same idea. To survive they would have to kill the other. No matter how much they fought, they wouldn't win until the other was dead. Knowing a siren, she would continue to follow her as long as Indiva lived while Aenora knew that even if she grabbed the box that held Indiva's power she would not be able to master it as long as Indi

Chapter 13 >Club Equinox. Day< “A siren?” Zeke nods his head, a grim expression across his face. “Sirens are mystical beings, older than both vampires and werewolves. They feed on psychic and sexual energies.” “Wait a minute. Do you believe it´s possible that a siren is responsible for my repressed memories?” “It´s a possibility.” Zeke eyes me warily. “Who are you, Laura Rose? What´s your connection to the oracles?”

Percy looked down at the beautiful red hair with grey eyes and light freckles on the screen, she goes by the code name Katya, a gamma, five foot eight. " Good, " he muttered to himself swiping left to reveal another assassin, a female again this one has a long straight platinum blonde cut down to her shoulders and icy green eyes. She looked sweet and deadly at the same time if that was possible and the name under her image says, Siren, a beta. " Okay, " Percy says accepting her before swiping left again.

Gathering what air she could from the water, made her breathe in shallow gasps. Already depleted, she offered little resistance as they brought the heavy silver link towards her. The Seringue. Miernephen, the Forest Spriggan, didn’t know of the Seringue. It was forbidden by the Green King. Because of its power to control the will of others. So, she’d never heard of it. Never known the brutality of its magic.

“When she finds out all the lies and all the secrets everyone has been keeping from her, the barrier won't hold for long, the warlock's seal will wear off.” “What happens then?.” I quizzed in curiosity. The silence grew. I was tensed knowing I'd be responsible if anything happened to Gwen. I waited with a calm composure for her response. I knew I had to appear calm and collected, but inside I was a mess of nerves. This moment could change everything, and I had to be prepared for whatever her answer might be. She had been quiet for so long, it felt like an eternity. I had no idea what she would say, but I knew that it would be momentous, whatever it was. She was so close to me, her face ju

Together we followed Dhara into the earth, each step bringing us closer to battle. With nothing else to do but walk, small conversations broke out amongst us all. Elias, God of Sex, talked a bit with Nyssa, the Goddess of Life, and Amora, the Goddess of Love. All three seemed familiar with one another, which wasn’t a surprise given their statuses. More than once I caught Sephtis looking at my sister, only to glance away when I gave him a death glare. All Ulrich wanted to talk about was war, which also wasn’t very surprising. Thankfully, my mates had no qualms recounting the various battles they’d fought in.

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

Tall, clad in armor of fire, eyes burning like two stars born from the void. The spirit of the first God of War. He stared at Rayden for a long moment, then smiled faintly. “You have surpassed the boundary of blood, Rayden Kalesvara Duskar.” “But remember, the blood of Gods is an endless fire. If not guarded, it will burn your world.” Rayden met his gaze, calm but sharp. “Then let this fire become light for those still fighting.” The god was silent for a moment, before his voice softened. “You speak like him.”