Greek Ares Novelas e Histórias

He felt restless and uneasy, and he didn't know what to do. ***** THE UNDERWORLD Ares, the god of war, strode confidently through the dark and foreboding halls of the underworld. He had come to seek an alliance with Hades, the god of the dead, in order to overthrow Zeus and take his place as ruler of the gods. He knew the only person he could turn to was Hades. And he needed some insiders, which was some of the gods. He already had Apollo thinking deep and he knew he wouldn't be able to reject his offer. He needed Artemis by his side as well but since she was tough nut to crack, he would meet the most important person first — Hades.

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.

His cock was pressed to my thigh and I held my breath as I felt a jolt of electricity zap towards my womanhood. "Settle down witch I am not going to fuck you here. I know you want my cock but now is really not a good time." Ares says in a hushed tone keeping his eyes behind the rock where there were now visible voices. I gasp outraged. He dare say such vile words to me? "You egoistic mutt. I do not want your dirty cock near me-" "I can smell your arousal and your heart is pounding." He states bluntly while still managing to keep his eyes trained behind the rock.

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.

Due to this silence, we could here Hades on the other line. (I am on my way there. With him.) Manong Tinyong looked at us and all at once, our eyes widened. A-A-Agape's D-Dad? "Y-You mean... M-Master A-Ares?" Ares? So, that was his name. He was named after a Greek God. Of war (Yes---) We didn't hear his next words when another phone rang. This time it was Rampage's who's been silent all this time. He looked calm but I know thunderstorms are happening inside him. I can tell because I can see it in his eyes.

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

I was just checking out the necklace and maybe his biceps, and I might have checked his chest a little. Ok! Fine! But just a little bit! Ares was handsome, there was no doubt about that. He was like a Greek god that had stepped out of the pages of a fantasy book in all his glory and charisma. His hair was black and his eyes were blue and filled with so many mysteries, and untold secrets. It was like they were roaring waves, splashing against each other but his face didn't betray any emotions he might have been feeling. I wondered if Ares was still looking at me. He must think I was a huge distraction, taking up space in his room while he was forced to keep my chained here because he didn't t

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

Came a thick husky voice from behind as Aurora felt warm breath fanning across her shoulder sending shivers up to her spine. Soon after that something cold touched the base of her neck as she felt small kisses trailing across her shoulder making her close her eyes. Aurora felt herself being turned around and closed her eyes. " OPEN YOUR EYES" a thick husky voice Commanded. Not being able to resist Aurora slowly opened her eyes and gasped seeing golden yellow staring at her. " ARES" Aurora's whispered in surprise as she looked deeply into his eyes. Hearing her Ares grinned widely. " The one and only, Agápi mou ( My Love in greek)" Ares smirked as he leaned down and kissed Aurora's knuckles ma

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.