Novel & Cerita Hera Blood Of Zeus

he bellowed "how much more a mere son of Hermes.Even his father trembled at my feet" "Don't get ahead of yourself kratos. Just because you fought the gods in their materialized form doesn't mean you are more powerful than the gods. Do not forget the prophecy. Get me his blood before the next eclipse else you will perish under the fury of Olympus" the voice echoed. Minutes later a white figure with red tattoos round its body could be seen coming out of the cave and then descend the mountain. My P.O.V

This setting happened only in my history class during my school days but I can't believe that it's happening now to me for real. I broadened my visions inside the palace and I was so obsessed to see a giant statue in front of the King's throne. It's a golden statue of the Goddess Hera, Zeus' wife in Mythology. I can still recall how Hera became so jealous and vengeful to some of Zeus' lovers in my Mythology subject. I never thought to see my favorite Goddess here inside what they called the Valkyrie Kingdom.

She would have loved if her husband could join her in this, but she heard him clearly, he still thinks of that heathen that had died. “Mother? Are you listening to me?” Jason shouts, “you plan to start a war, you know that fool Dean would kill us both.” “The sirens will be there, you will have a chance to drink their blood and get stronger,” Penelope boldly says, “the plan is for you to get the power before we attack, from his mate to be precise. It will half his power and….” “Mother they are yet to be mated, it will not affect him, her death will just give him another mate,” Jason exclaims.

Xavier simply said and sipped his wine quietly. His face gave nothing away , making it really hard to guess what he was thinking... Godvric did as he was told and kept his eyes on the mobile phone.. "The first item up for bidding is an ancient Greek totem.." the voice of the host could be heard everywhere and they began bidding with their pads.. The first item was taken by the prime minister of Greece... "The next item is the famous portrait of the Sanzu river painted by the Shin Ha-ri.. we're gonna start with 1million for this. " The host announced and glanced at the private booth...

Hera was the queen of the gods and always found it easy to outwit Zeus who was busy with many things. It wasn't long that Hera persuaded the other gods into a plot against her husband. She drugged his drink, they surrounded him as he slept, and bound him with rawhide thongs. He raged and roared and swore to destroy them all, but they had stolen his thunderbolt, and he could not break the magical bonds.

’ The thoughts were running fast through my head in that split second. It seemed unbelievable, but her presence, her dominance, that icy, effortless command… it could only belong to someone tied to him by blood. I didn’t need any further information, I didn’t need a name, I didn’t need an introduction in order to know who this was, someone who carried a presence that swallowed the entire room whole. Every part of me already knew. This was his mother! The Queen Mother. Alpha Ryder’s mother. My pulse hammered at the realization and I jerked up from the bed immediately, as if something dangerous was under the sheets.

“Correct.” “Mr. Blakeney figured,” Eliza spoke up, “that whoever was to be the element of water would probably have both Poseidon and Thetis blood. Because of how rare the blood of Thetis is, it’s taken me longer, but I finally found him.” She picked up her tablet and after a few taps, and the entering of an immensely difficult looking password, she began to recite some information.

“My dear, sweet Hera, I will see your wager, 2000 souls that Selene has finally beaten Poseidon.” Zeus looks to his brother, “I hope you are prepared. If you lose this battle, you won’t have any creations left.” Poseidon looks angry, “Your wife is the one who wagered 2000 souls. She is not a creation goddess, where do you think those souls are going to come from?” Zeus laughs. “She has won many side wagers betting on you. She holds about 5000 souls in her own right. You have a lot of faith in this Daria. She is the first of your creations to make it to her last life.”

My legs feel heavy, as if the black earth wants to claim them, pull me down into the same memory it holds of all the others. A wind comes up, shifting ash in slow, eddying spirals. I tighten my cloak around my shoulders and step forward, ignoring the rasp of armor at my joints. I’m not dressed for mourning, but for intimidation: a breastplate chased with gold, the sigil of my House stark on the tabard. Still, there is no one left here to fear me.

She brought her face from the neck of the dead babe, "oh, Abigor, my hunger is not satisfied." The sight of blood running down her fangs caused my groins to stir as I leaned down and ran my tongue along her teeth, "worry not, my Aphrodite, I have two more people for you to feed on," I looked into her blood hungry and crazed eyes, feeling my own fangs extend. "That is still not enough," she rasped out as she looked at the family who lay on the floor screaming. "Oh, my Aphrodite, do not forget that we have an entire village to our disposal. You shall never be hungry, never when I am with you."