Hera Blood Of Zeus นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was an extremely difficult decision for her. If she was poisoned, she would rather die than make that decision! After all, the decision involved her offering her Hera Physique to engage in training with Zayn. That way, she could use her Hera hormone to help to cleanse Zayn’s poison. The Hera Physique was a very rare physical quality in this world. The odds of coming across it were not one in a million people but were closer to one in a billion! Despite there being a few billion people on the globe, only a dozen possessed such a physical quality, and Lysithea was one of them.

Achilles eyes widened at Helga. “I thought that was just a myth!” he gasped. Helga shook her head. “No, he was a Demi-God by blessing, not by birth. He could wield magic despite being a vampire and his blood held more power than any spell or potion ever could.” Seraphina ignored their talking and continued hunting around the room for a dagger, she was becoming frustrated now as she couldn’t seem to find one anywhere. “Have either of you seen a dagger?” she threw her arms up in frustration. Helga picked up a dagger from the station where Seraphina had been preparing the potion, “Here you go,” she said sheepishly. Seraphina gave her an apologetic smile and went back to her concoction of herbs.

"What's got you so quiet like this grand mama?" That earned Hermes a slap on the back of his head from Michael. "Quit calling my beautiful mate Grand mama. She's only sixteen and you're a millennium old." "Urgh, you guys and your mate issues. Anyway, she bears the spirit of Rhea, who is my father Zeus mom. That literally makes her my grandma dummy!"

All The Elders, Evelyn, Raul and Patricia were shocked by the table and cauldron appearing. “What is this jar of dirt for?” Hades asked examining all the things on the table. “It’s Zeus and Typhon’s blood. It’s from Mount Etna; he fought with Typhon before he let him out. Lucifer and Typhon collected the blood so we could use it for the unbinding. I have to separate his blood from Typhon’s but that should be easy.” I said concentrating on the jar. Another jar appeared and started to fill with blood. It wasn’t much. I scowled at the small jar that was only a quarter full. I would need more of his blood for the next part of my plan.

The she-wolves formed a line, stepping up to the ceremonial bowl. Lana and Althea each dropped their blood into the bowl. The flames turned red as the blood made contact with the fire. Tianna and Kysa stepped up to the bowl, dropping their blood inside. The fire sparked, turning to a purple blaze. A proud smile rested on Kysa's face as they entered the forest, joining Lana and Althea. Hera stepped up to the bowl, hesitantly holding her hand over the flames. Her blood dropped into the bowl, and the fire darkened, instantly turning black.

If the location holds no importance, it means my life or death doesn't matter to them. Hades steps forward, handing his jacket to one of his underlings, and makes a show of rolling his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his tattoos. While doing so, he watches me with his usual grumpy, brooding expression that makes him such a bore. “I didn’t know we were close enough to play kinky games, Hades. Before we start, my safe word is ‘let me go.’" My tone is humorous but doesn't camouflage the taste of betrayal burning in my throat and over my chest. Rose didn’t just poison me; she also handed me over to her men so they’d finish the job.

June stepped out of the carriage, she was assaulted by a wave of cold air which made her knees weak. Zeus noticed and immediately warmed up the area. Augusta had such a frail body, it was almost blown over by the wind! She needed to do something fast if she wanted to survive in this body. Georgina Moore was Zeus's grandmother - a strong old female wolf who served the Blood Race pack until Zeus turned rogue and created the Nightshade pack. She was the only one Zeus trusted in his entire family from a young age. When he started manifesting his gift of an elemental, he was regarded as cursed and as a result, his mates and people rejected him.

Hera continued, “and the bloodline diluted across generations until it became nearly undetectable.” “Nearly,” Raven repeated carefully. Hera nodded once. I laughed softly under my breath but there was no humor in it, just disbelief trying to find somewhere to land. “You are telling me,” I said, “that Voss knew I had fae blood before I even knew what I was.” “Yes,” Hera answered immediately. I leaned back in the chair slowly, my thoughts moving too fast and not fast enough at the same time. “That is why he bound me,” I murmured.

Elena said, cracking Hades' head bit by bit. “H…how is this possible?...only supernaturals with demon blood…could do…this, unless?” Hades said in pain as blood came flowing from his nose. “You possess demon blood?” Zagreus said, looking surprised and scared at Elena. “That's right? Now it's time to die. Would you take your father's place instead?” Elena said, turning to Zagreus. “S…son?” Hades stuttered, shocking in his blood. “I…I no I don't want. Kill him and spear me! I'll do anything! Anything that you want.” Zagreus said, pleading on his knees.

He explores other alternatives. -"Technically, yes. What are you suggesting?" -"For you to give her your blood, isn't it obvious. Hades won't suspect a thing because her soul did not travel yet." -"What you ask of me is too dangerous. She will become a demi-god, like my half-brother Hercules. She is too young. If people find out, she can be used as a weapon against us, the Gods." -"Then we lock away anything that could indicate she is a demi-god, including her memories." Blizzard suggests.