Hercules X Megara Novels & Stories

It danced like blood turned to vapour. Ceres lunged forward. "She's a Red Court sleeper—!" Maera hurled a warding sigil, which shattered mid-air as Maldra leapt backwards through the ruined glass. Wind whipped into the chamber, scattering parchments. Ceres raced to the window, Xavier right behind her. They watched her disappear onto the back of a winged beast—no ordinary creature, but a hybrid wyvern with glowing veins pulsing red. Kato snarled, "She took the fragments!"

Evera and Jareth assured them. "And whatever you do, don't go too far away from here, or they'll stop chasing you and come back here," Teresa warned. Jareth and Evera nodded and fussed together, transforming into a massive Werewolf capable of standing on its own two feet. "That's a megaWerewolf of A class," Elex exclaimed. The megaWerewolf growled, drawing all the chimeras' attention. They all dashed towards the massive werewolf. It bolted from the cave, the chimeras chasing after it.

Lucy's voice was behind her, but she was focused solely on Mera. "M-Miss Marguaux..." Lucy's voice was behind her, but she was focused solely on Mera. Margaux's presence was obstructed, right down to the tip of her little fingernail. "Thank you for praising my most recommended products; however, you can only buy many different types of beauty products worth 40,000 pesos if that is what you want." Mera's jaw dropped as she said this. "Holy shit!" "It's really a shit right?" Margaux turned away from Mera and turned to face Lucy, who pursed her lips as she looked at her.

Charles had a powerful fear of arachnids. “Don’t worry, you can’t feel it once a Boneseeker Man eats you,” Jenatrix told Charles softly while walking toward him. “Before it eats you, it coughs up this black liquid and spits it onto your body. It’s a corrosive acid that melts your skin down to the bone. You die instantly.” In Jenatrix’s mind, she thought her words were comforting. The albino woman went back to looking at her phone while sitting down in the passenger’s seat in front of President Chang.

The quiet in Jace’s cabin felt suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket. My mind churned, replaying every word he had said, trying to make sense of the impossible. My breath was uneven, my pulse still racing from the weight of the truth. **Omega.**

Chapter 5 Hannah's POV Manila is nothing like the island. On the island, you can hear the breath of the ocean; here, all you hear is the suffocating roar of engines and the impatient honking of jeepneys. The air doesn't smell like salt and roasting corn; it smells like exhaust and old rain. ​It has been three months since the black helicopters took Luke away. Three months of silence. ​I smoothed out my blazer—the most professional thing I owned—and looked up at the glass giant standing in the heart of Makati. CROMWELL LEGACY. The name was embossed in silver, gleaming under the harsh midday sun. It looked untouchable.

CHAPTER 8 FIVE YEARS LATER (Present time) "You know if you keep bugging father about going to the warehouse with me or any of the guys, he will hasten his process on finding you a husband." My older brother Dante stated as he continued working on his laptop, his chair swirling left and right. The warehouse isn't working on exactly a warehouse it's just code for like a huge basement that isn't actually underground. "You know about that?" I scrunched up my nose.

Xander said to Hunter who glared at the steak pondering if it was poisoned or worse; mixed with some magical potion to get him and his family killed. Those jade hues glanced at Silvia only to find her hazel spheres already fixed on him. There was something in those hazel dunes that made him believe she knew what was going through his head and it caused his smoldering gaze to intensify on her. Pushing the steak aside he filled his plate with lasagna all the while keeping their intense eye lock. Silvia gave no emotion away as she focused her eyes on her food but Hunter kept glaring at her. Emma cleared her throat garnering everyone's attention.

Maxine sighed, sweeping her gaze around, ending everything on the island opposite them. "Can we get there?" Maxine's gaze looked at the island's only mound that was separated from the True-blue ocean. "There's nothing there, Max." Maxine turned her head, looking at Maxim for a moment, before looking back at the island. Maxine took a deep breath, then replied to Maxim's words. "My father once said there was a city, where werewolf, vampires, witches and whatever it was, survived by hiding from The Hunters." Maxine turned her head again, staring at Maxim flatly.

mumbled Matt as he nibbled some chips. “They were known as the strongest magi in the history of all creation!” Xander added. “Sadly, there has never been any record of a known sourcerer in existance, aside from the Golden Prince of legend, and the last known Ravant, Lady Chantrell Ravante, just passed away last week.” The room fell quiet as they paid their respects to the deceased registrar. It was only broken by a soft chime. Mar took out her cellphone and looked at Dorin after reading the message on the screen.