Novel & Cerita Greek God Of Hatred

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***

" After all you did to my family, you deserve to be here. You should've been given a life sentence. I can't believe it was much more shorter than that." He sniggered, but his eyes still held venom. I can't believe this, he doesn't even feel any remorse! " Now listen to me young lady... If I get out of here, I'm going to make you pay." He growled at me. I chuckled despite myself. " Get out of here? You're not getting out of here. If it's possible for me to, I would kill you myself, here. You monster." " You would even dare." Anger boiled in me, hatred consuming me. " Try me." I growled back.

I tell him through clenched teeth, cursing at myself for being this damn reactive to him. "I know, and I hate you so fucking much at this moment. I hate you and I will not care about the consequences of what I'm about to do to you. I hate you so fucking much that I will not hold myself back this time. I hate you so goddamn much and I'm going to ruin you for any man that isn't me. Not him. And not any goddamn other. " I have got to be sick in the head for those words to make my pussy clench against my fucking thong and my heart to beat wildly against my chest.

I roll my eyes, “Don’t insult my intelligence. I was nearly struck down by lightning by someone who cursed you and because they hate you, want me dead. It’s simple deduction. Jartre is the only God with the power to shatter worlds and harness the power of lightning. A God who can rip a hole through the very fabric of existence, which is why he’s called the God of Gods.” “Could have been a raitruum who attacked,” he says feebly, his words sending an unpleasant zap through my spine. I scoff, “You don’t even believe that. Besides, I’m friends with the raitruum and they wouldn’t do that. Are you really going to tell me I’m wrong? All this time I was thinking a makkari was doing this. I even thou

He grated, his annoyance blossoming. “But you do.” another god countered. “you're Zeus after all.” Dionysus cleared his throat, “It's about Hades.” Everyone present in the room let out a terrified gasp. Father hated that name and even on mount Olympus they knew of his profound hatred for his brother. I wondered who was going to stop him if he suddenly flew off the handle in anger now that Poseidon had his hands full and wasn't present. I studied Zeus, watch him struggle to hone some ounce of control. Gritting his teeth he spoke, avoiding Hade's name like mentioning it stung.

Tyler complained again. "Sorry." Charlotte said. "My headaches a lot." He rubbed his forehead. Charlotte stood up and went behind him. "Where are you going?" Tyler turned to see what she was up to. "Shut up and rest." Charlotte said. She began to rub and ruffle his head gently while Tyler let out soft moans. Soon he slept off and Charlotte sat and watched him sleep. She began to admire him, his lips, nose,neck everything just looks perfect to her now but she still has this hatred, this burning revenge, the burning vengeance inside her.

I snapped, running a hair through my hair to calm myself down. I had a reputation— I was known to be the Shadow. The best sniper/hitman in the whole world. I take money from people to kill whoever they wanted me to, without asking questions. I didn't care as long as I was getting the money. I was feared. The simple mention of my name would make people tremble in fear. I was known to be a heartless, cold and fearless sniper who never misses his target. Cedric was only wasting my time by arguing with me for a damn seat. I had other jobs to do, other places to be, more important things to do than arguing with that bitch who was currently standing in front of me with two glasses of wine in his h

I don’t sound like I’m scolding her but I am. “Remember the day he thought about taking Tessa as a prisoner and starting a war? Then you took him down to the training grounds and kicked his ass all over the mat?” “Mostly, yeah?” “Well, he had that reaction because of Perses. War is in Bronx’s DNA.” “I’m sorry, Perses? He’s a Titan, right?” “Perses is the Titan God of War or Destruction, depending on how you translate it. He is the Goddess Hecate’s father. Delilah is probably familiar with him.”

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Jax murmured, his voice dipping into a low, painful whine that echoed in my head like a guilt I hadn’t asked for. "It's not romance," I hissed under my breath. "It's a one-sided torment. Like the Moon Goddess decided to punish me personally, tying me, soul-first, to my enemy. And of course, she doesn’t feel a damn thing." My jaw clenched. "If the Goddess was trying to be fair, this would’ve been mutual suffering. Two enemies locked in a bond neither of them wanted. But no, just me, walking around with this... vulnerability stitched into my chest like a flaw." Jax sighed dramatically. "Hm... but hey, her ankles healed up."