Greek Ares Novels & Stories

"I'm actually here to talk to you about something." I blinked at the drowning mash potatoes in the thick gravy, not thinking anything of what he said. Whenever Ares comes in here, he always have a tray of a food, he always sits in that chair, and he always talks. It could be questions, it could stories about his past, or maybe's Theós. He finally explained how he and Theós are brothers. Well twins actually. Fraternal twins. While Theós took after their dad who was English and Greek, Aries took after their mom, who was South Korean.

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.

Ares has been quit this whole time and I can see the wheels in his head turning. "Say it Ares"

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

Alexis is happy to see someone in the house who's smiling. "I'm Ares – the fifth son. Are you interested with Greek Mythology?" He asked. "I know some but I don't know most of it." Alexis answered. "Aw... But that's fine. If you want to know more, just ask me then I'll tell you everything about it." He stated then Alexis nodded. "Sure." She answered. "If you need books about it, you can ask me then I'll give you books about it." Ares added.

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

Because, if they really asked for it, then Damien would spend his entire vacation just giving them all names. "Your body looks shrouded in black armor, has wings and claws, not only attack power but defensive abilities are quite good. You also have a very strong and dark killing aura. Should I name you after one of the Olympian gods in Greek mythology? What about Ares?" Damien was reminded of one of the Olympian gods, Ares. Ares is a bloodthirsty god and is the embodiment of murder. Ares rules over the means of war, assault and defense of cities, rebellion, plunder, virility, and courage.

Ray smiled bitterly and pulled out a red orb that contained the insignia of Ares, the late god of war, from his pocket. This was Ares’ gift to him before he died. They may have been enemies, but they were still brothers. Ares had left his power to his brother, hoping that Ray would consume it and become even stronger. He may not have been able to reach the sky called Zeus, but he was planning to propel his brother there with his power.

Drake quickly makes his men put down all the guns and step back. “Good boy,” Ares commented and chuckled before he slowly drag me to the car where I saw his men put Achilles in. “Do you know how to drive?!” Ares suddenly asked as handed me the key. “Don’t you dare fire us or I’ll kill these two!” Ares reminded them again. “Get in!” He quickly pushed me to the driving seat while he positioned me at the back. Probably to get more focus once we got engaged in the fight against the mobs.

Trying to dig some thoughts, Ares spoke again. "I don't care whether it's from the Palace or from overseas. If they attempt to mess up the City, I will gladly return the favor to them." Ares made a remark while wiping his lips with the table cloth. If there's one thing I've learned about Ares, it's that he has a magnificent way of looking after what he owns. He's harsh and fiercely possessive of his belongings. Back in the City, Liam would tell me tales about him and Ares. He would travel seas to capture every bolt of lightning that struck his family or his people. I was astounded by what I had heard about him. He exudes an air commensurate with his might. It's no surprise that everyone has