Greek Myth Apollo Novels & Stories

With that in mind, the fact that they had been taken out in a single night was definitely stupefying… It was sometime later when a person wearing a phoenix robe and a golden crown could be seen sitting atop a throne within the God Temple of Jaellatra… Holding a scepter with dragon carvings all over it, the person went by the name of Apollo, and he was the king of the God Temple. Apollo was also the ruler of all of Jaellatra, and he had attained the Seventh-soul-rank within the Sage Realm…

"Apollo, what are you saying? You told me I was the only one who understood your heart. You said Persephone was proud and cold. You said after the wedding, I would still have you." "Shut up," he snapped. Her eyes filled. "You promised me." Apollo stood and slapped her. The sound was smaller than the one he had given me, but it carried farther because everyone was waiting for it. "You clung to me because my light kept you alive," he said. "Do not mistake pity for love. You are a Nymph Demeter found half-dead in the snow. Persephone is Zeus's daughter. Did you really think I would choose you over a throne?"

They often would try to pair her with Vulcan despite knowing that he was in love with Roula. The last one in their group was hardly ever with them. When he could, he would be off pranking anyone that he could. He was a leaner version of Apollo and seemingly in his shadow as well. Merc Moon was pretty fast. Only the other gods would be able to see him when he was running about. It was as if he was the wind. Hermes would often get a glaring look from Jupiter. He wanted to make sure they didn’t call unnecessary attention to themselves.

That was why Tarrasque did not recognize them. Hearing that, Goddess Apollo's and Goddess Selene's faces turned cold. 'Tarrasque is so arrogant.' "Evil creature!" Finally, Goddess Apollo, with a fiery personality, cried out, "Stop acting presumptuously. I'll get rid of you today." Immediately, Goddess Apollo erupted her divine power, lifted her hand, and formed a flame. Then, she ascended to the air and charged toward Tarrasque. Approaching Tarrasque, Goddess Apollo waved her hand, and the Fiery Flame erupted, shrouding Tarrasque.

“What about Kassandra?” The room stills. Some of the non-Greek gods shift uncomfortably. Artemis, Apollo’s twin, picks up the thread. “She was a priestess of Apollo in Troy. Gifted with prophecy. She devoted her life to him—but he thought that meant he owned all of her.” She scoffs. Understandably. As a maiden goddess, she’s always had strong feelings about that whole mess. Athena continues. “When Kassandra refused his advances, Apollo cursed her. She would always speak the truth—always see the future—but no one would believe her. She warned Troy. She saw the horse. They ignored her.”

Although he is a god, he won't heal if he gets bitten by a manticore. Apollo stopped playing his lyre when he felt something different. He tried to push his emotions at the back of his head to regain his senses. He quickly stood when he felt and heard the commotion in his house. He ran as fast as he could and all he could think was Eleena. He was once disappointed in himself for being reckless again.

He ruffled his hair back into its usual messy style, his wings unfurling slightly as he stretched. "Though honestly, they seemed more interested in chasing poachers than questioning travelers – I heard one of them mention something about someone stealing sheep from the northern farms." Apollo smiled faintly at the compliment, adjusting the strap of his lyre over his shoulder as he scanned the road ahead. "My presence does tend to disarm aggression – it comes with being the god of harmony, after all." He looked toward the horizon where the sun was now high enough to cast long, sharp shadows across the golden fields visible in the distance.

Apollo was disheartened and lost control, I had no idea what kind of creature he was but I'm sure he wasn't a werewolf, a vampire, or a witch. Apollo's eyes blazed in anger as he slew every single one of the villagers but he never touched me, and I assumed it's because he thought I was more worthy than Saya, but I was wrong. It was so he could torture me to the point I'd wish I were dead a million times. After Apollo killed everyone he made his way to me and I trembled in fear at his expression, he's lost himself. The kind, gentle, and caring Apollo was no longer there but a vengeful beast.

The science part along with the Gods is a bit strange, the way humans see dimensions is quite interesting and sometimes not so different from what it really is. Sure, the Sun is a star lighting up the sky, but at the same time, he is also a God, Apollo, a powerful being who if he wanted to could wipe out the Earth in just a few months, but he doesn't, his chariot is beautiful and has a glow that can blind if you look at it for too long. The dance between Apollo and the Moon is powerful, it is beautiful, it is splendid and I cannot deny, as much as I despise Selene, I cannot deny the interaction that these two Gods have with each other.

The fountain will pour out water as clear as crystal and the broken glass doors will mend themselves standing tall. The overgrown garden will turn into a beautiful piece of heaven with butterflies flying around the colorful flowers. "Gullon see aati hai Mehak aisi Khabar shehar ko hojati hai aamad e bahar ki" my head snapped to the source of voice but I found no one. The voice of this male was dominating, strong and deep like that of a powerful man. (The scent flows through the garden as such That's the whole town gets the new of spring's arrival)