Hercules Disappointed Gif นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Daniell’s POV: "Is it good? How is it? Let me see!" Cyrille asked and peeked into the camera. "Oh, what are you looking at?" She asked. I looked at her. "This, right here. Because there is—” I looked back at the camera and was surprised that the black figure was not there anymore. Huh. "N-nevermind." I said and gave her an assuring smile. “And then—Kath! Oh my god Kath!” We looked at Celine when she suddenly screamed in panic. My eyes widened when I saw Kath's convulsion. Her whole body was shaking, and her eyes were turning white. Everyone ran towards them.

With a look of disbelief, he tried to approach Zeus slowly, sounding baffled, “Oh no, Zeus…I hope you’re not very injured. Please don’t press any charges against Ethan, he doesn’t know what he’s doing now—” “I am perfectly aware of what I did!” But interrupting his words, I grumbled aloud at Zeus whose intense gaze was only locked on me, among thousands of people watching us. Hermes finally turned around, making a displeased face at me but it didn’t stop me from venting, “Zeus, you might’ve your pool of admirers here, but I can’t stand people like you who enjoy trampling over someone to satisfy their toxic ego.

I cocked my head, an amused smile on my face. "Well, it does not sound to me like you have much to offer me." I said seriously, tapping my chin like I was really giving it a thought. Hercules fell crushed at my every word. "Will you at least help us? From the goodness of your heart?" Hercules looked and sounded like he had given up. "Hmmmmm.." I started, and watched his face light up with reluctant hope. "No." I finished. Hercules bowed, and a lone tear fell from his eyes to the ground.

"And the only thing I’m recording today is your surrender." Lucian moved then, his arms wrapping around me and Leo in a crushing embrace. Marcus stepped forward and zip-tied the Scribe, who looked suddenly small and pathetic in the ruins of his ambition. "I'm sorry," Leo sobbed into my shoulder. "I'm so sorry." "You have nothing to be sorry for," Lucian said, kissing his forehead. "You just did what none of us could. You broke the loop."

I need to get him out of my head. I am sorry, my darling . My eyes filled with tears as my chest ached. He apologized. He actually said sorry. Could this be true? Did he really feel bad for what happened to me? I almost lost my baby. I let out a humorless chuckle. Right. He wanted the baby, so naturally he would apologize to gain my forgiveness. Here's your hot chocolate, Young lady. I quickly composed myself and sat upright when Dominic came back. He looked at my face with furrowed eyebrows

Dionysus rubbed his back neck, his butt still planted on his chair while he chugged another good amount of the wine. THWEK! The empty bottle was thrown to his side, the sound echoed in the room. “You should have come to end me, Hercules. We are a bad match.” Hercules’s body was trembling, heated up. No matter what he did, Hercules would respond horribly. Gazing at those responses, he was greatly disappointed yet happy. Months of cultivating his own seed inside Hercules was fruitful. The strongest hero was now reduced to the sex maniac and constantly seeking his approval. “We are not a good match. Should have brought Megara with you. At least I can have my own fun.” He clicked his tongue, his

Ethan responded, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness as he attempted to deflect the suggestion with a nervous laugh. He was expecting Hercules to do the same but his expression remained the same. Hercules didn't mean what he had said or did he? "Are you serious or is this a joke?" Ethan asked again, looking at Hercules for clarification. He was having trouble believing the situation and hoped that he was joking.

“Sorry. B-But— I was just about to apologize and say thank you to the guy again but he already ran outside. “Thank You, Lucifer. I know Hercules would be so happy when he received it ^__^” “SHUT UP. JUST PAY THAT DAMN TOY ALREADY AND LET’S GO!”