Novel & Cerita Hercules Cupid

Fog crept over the field, blurring my vision tightening my chest with every passing minute. Then, “I didn’t lose,” Nicholas snarled. “I didn’t!” Silence followed. A whole team against one and he still failed. Relief and terror collided violently inside me. “The girl is mine.” I turned sharply. The stranger removed his helmet, sweat darkening his hair, his chest rising with controlled breaths. His gaze found me instantly unwavering. Nicholas exploded. “Who the hell do you think you are?” I didn’t think. I moved.

I never thought of him being romantic. He looks good with his soft voice and charming eyes, but he looks like a devil straight from hell with his furious eyes and harsh voice. ////

Lord Delphos, or rather the rich playboy with silver hair, was called as the representative of the forces among the werewolves, he was the beautiful man with the silver hair, which was long, he was cupid and the representative of dragons in person. There was a surge of supernatural energy, among his previous cases where he continued to search for lost people, Um-Mu's order had long had him so that he could mediate between the forces between werewolves and vampires, as well as being the liaison and advisor between humans, mystical forces, and demons. He was tall, muscular, the body of a Greek god, the perfect male version of Aphrodite, his long hair was his trademark, but his muscular body wa

White, pink, and red flowers spanned the area and a bright light shone from a big globe that sat at a corner. "Where have you been Cupid?" She demanded. "I have been up and down, here and there. Shooting forth my arrows of love. Pairing people and creating families, as you have instructed," he shrugged. Aphrodite took another glass ball from a basket beside her and flung it against the pillar. It broke to pieces. "Why are you so angry my goddess?" He asked as he eyed the broken glass. "It was supposed to be two. Those mulled-headed, thick-skinned, and extremely clueless werewolves," she mumbled annoyed.

“Movies, Baba. Have you got to one where Persephone is kept captive by Hades in the Underworld yet?” He picked up one from the top of a pile and handed it to me, grimacing. “She also mentioned that Hercules has a secret love affair with Persephone and that she claims that her name is Megara. She didn’t even get the hero’s name correct! Heracles, people! Heracles!”

I asked shitting her up. "I thought so," I continue. I turn to Hermes, "Your next," I say as I take my gun and shoot Adrastos in the head making Hera gasp. "You know I hate guys who rape and beat up girls! You are nothing but a low-life scum!" I shout at Hermes. I took out a knife and walk over to him, "You know in the afterlife you won't be needing your dick!" I say as I cut his pants of making him sweat.

"We'll talk to the squad, I'm sure they'll understand you as long as you don't have any more intentions of killing the Divine one." "But–." "But we have a bigger problem here, because when I saved Hera, Jisor and I fought with four weird people who tried to get Hera from us ." "The hoplites." We all whipped our heads behind us when Ceres spoke. "Hera called us before she got into an accident that she was being tailed by the hoplites." "Who are they?" Jiroo asked. "They seemed so skilled in fighting." "Joy, Yael, Mona and Daren. They are the ones sent to find Hera and now that they know where Hera is, she's in danger."

June looked up to met Cupid's eyes, "But you just said—" Cupid shrugged, "All the June Wengs are from different world, but they are all connected to you." June frowned. "How?" Cupid smiled. "They are all you." The information the four words carried made June's mind go blank as he stared at Cupid with a blank look. "I-I am sorry," June finally said, shaking his head with a little laugh, "What do you mean they are all me?" "Do you know of The Fates?" Cupid asked, "They are a very important branch of Hades Inc."

His gray eyes sparkle as he says something, but there’s no sound to the image. The scene fades to him on the front lawn, tossing Codi in the air and catching her while she squeals and giggles. Every time he catches her, he gives her a kiss on the nose, then tosses her up again. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so happy. I look at my feet for a moment. Of all the werewolves, this is the one she thinks I would be a match with? It’s just Milo. Okay Kas, think. Eros? If memory serves me correctly, he is more commonly known as Cupid. I guess it would make sense that the Goddess of Love would know him. Regardless… Milo?

“Enjoy playing with my shield… or should I come out from here and fight you fairly?” Hercules banged his sword again. The rage that scratched his pride was on the verge of exploding. Dionysus was the only man for him. One and only. How dare he use him like this. Hercules would never forgive that drunken ever again. “Come out from there. Come out. Fight me.” He planted his knee on the ground, looking up at the expensive look of Dionysus. BADUMP! BADUMP! BADUMP! His heart ached whenever he looked at him. The love he had for that man was unmatched. He wished to bury it here and only remembered a good thing. To do that, he must kill Dionysus right here and right now.