Novel & Cerita Greek God Of Hatred

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

“Are you out of your mind?” “Think about it. Together, we'll rule the supernatural order.” “You’re delusional if you think I’ll do anything for you, you murderer.” “I’m asking nicely, little brat. Don't make me show you what happens when I'm denied.” “You may try. Zeus will never let you near me. He will kill you.” He clicked his tongue dismissively. “That hybrid abomination doesn't know what I’m capable of. I might as well send him to your father.”

He throws all that information at me like word vomit. So she is the eternal flame, and Hades isn’t happy about her finding her mates. Maybe he thought she wouldn’t have a mate. He could be angry that the moon goddess forced a mate upon his almighty creation. It’s not like he can pick a fight with her, as Death is her mate and would immediately dethrone Hades. He can be a trickster, though, and oftentimes plays with Loki, the god of mischief. We will need to keep our eyes peeled for anything suspicious.

“Your siblings?” “Eris and Moros. She is the Goddess of Strife. She causes mayhem wherever she goes. She is apparently really stirring up the other realm. My brother Moros is the God of Doom. He drives mortals to their deaths. He can also drive various creatures as long as the aren't strong of will. My brother, Hypnos and I are going to stop them.” “How would a vampire have gotten a God and Goddess to do his dirty work for him?”

“Why?” “Because he hates women.” Alex looked seriously at Athena. “He was called the heartbreaker of women, every single woman. Whether young or old, married or single, all will be swept away in hia charm and then destroyed. He holds deep hatred for his biological mother who left him, then takes it out on all women. Don't ever approach him or you will become his victim.” Athena sighed, shivering a little at Alex's explanation. If it was true that Alex's description of Gamma, she would have avoided it. But somehow there was a strange feeling when she saw Gamma earlier, a strange feeling that was familiar, as if she had known Gamma before.

“Do you really think that just because you’ve stolen a goddess’s immortality, you have earned the right to call yourself a god?” “Who said I want to be the god of the new world?” He folded his arms across his chest as he towered over me. “My enmity is with your moon goddess and to destroy her. I need to destroy faith in her and that won’t until I obliterate all her worshippers. You see, darling, I don’t wish to save anyone because I, too… have been looking… for my revenge.” His voice turned hoarse with bitterness, and his aura thickened with primal hatred.

My face paled seeing the dirty complexion. This wasn’t the same god I saw at Lillith’s party, the one who lay on the floor of Hades throne room wallowing in his guilt. There was no guilt in him, only hatred, revenge. My slow calculating steps were too slow, Zeus shoved Luci back to the floor while wails of goddesses screamed for me to leave. I held my ground, my hand gripping the dagger that would do me no good. Zeus’ heavy breath fanned my face. Brimstone and rot filled my lungs. Eyes full of fury no longer the pale blue full of regret. “W-who are you?” I forced my breath.

They’re happy and clearly in love, and I realise with some irony that both my friends have ended up with women I once said I’ll make my lunas. Carlos tried to step down as Delta again but I shut it down once and for all. Making it clear that only I had the power to kick him off and I am not going to. Hera, the goddess who is revered, was the villain… it’s a confusing concept, but her selfishness and cruelty are not a secret even in myths. But to know she is on the side who wants the barrier gone, it begs the question… What of Zeus? Does he exist or does he go by another name? How much of mythology is right and how much is wrong? Answers I will find, one fucking way or another.

The Lupus Deus. The god controlled by hatred, whose thirst for violence and blood was likened to the human body’s need for oxygen. The god who was sent once every hundred of years as a warning from the gods above. The god who wasn’t born a god, but a man clothed with mystery and a threat to everyone—who even at the mere mention of his name, every pack avoided like the plague, whose presence made wolves fall to their knees in submission instilling in their minds that no one was above him—he was the law. He was always lurking in the shadows, watching for those who disobeyed his rules. He came and went like a ghost, ready to kill anyone who stood in his way. The merciless punisher; anyone who o

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