Romans & histoires Heroes Of Olympus Fanfiction

The door to the study flings open and a rough-looking Alpha Hugh runs in along with Felix and Sebastian right behind him with guards following too. Our eyes meet and Hugh looks confused so I speak up to let him know why I pressed the alarm. “I found Hera stealing the palace blueprint. She's a spy, I'm sorry Hugh” I tell him because I know the news will be more devastating for him to take in. To know that your mate whom you've fallen in love with is one of your enemies who has just been spying on you all along isn't one of the best things that can ever happen to someone so I know it could all get too much for him to take in.

I asked. "Well, tell me what they are about?" Hector replied as he stood up and grabbed one of the books off the nightstand. "What about this one?" he asked, holding up Alec, the Lycan King, who was my ultimate love. I took a breath as my face flushed before I began explaining the book as quickly as possible. "Umm, it's basically 50 Shades of Gray meets Twilight," I sighed as I shrugged my shoulders. Hector looked at me perplexed; it was obvious that he was not understanding what I was saying.

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

"You are not one of those wolves." I gazed at him. "Surely, you do not know that." "I do know." His voice was caressing. "I know because I see you. I see how you refuse to let fear win. I see how you keep fighting even when you do not believe you can win." He reached out. His hand closed around the sword in mine. He pulled at it gently. I let go. The blade fell to the ground. He held my face in his palms. "I, Kaelan Valerius, accept you, Ophelia Tyme."

With my last word, my eyes shut completely. The pain faded. I was finally free. —— Cassia's POV A thousand miles away, in a side hall of Mount Olympus. I stood before the communication array. Adonis stood obediently behind me. "My Lord Divine Official," I said with absolute, proud certainty. "The hero who slayed the Minotaur... was the chosen one, Adonis." Adonis tugged at my sleeve, playing innocent. "Will Aiden hate me even more for this?"

His Lycan sought for control; his eyes all soulless as black veins snaked on his face. “Hermione, that was brutal. How could you?” Athena screams from behind Helios. My Helios. Mine. Everything else fades away… “Hurt her.” Glinda utters weakly from the ground as Adonis and Ares make to help her. "Noooo." Adonis, Athena and Ares hollers on impulse “I can’t even. I just can’t.” Helios mumbles helplessly, his breath fanning my nose. "Can I kiss you?" I whisper, as my finger subtly caress his cheeks.

But there was also a look of desperation on her face and her eyes were pleading with me to stay, not to leave again. “So, what, you’re just going to leave? Angry and hateful and blaming everyone else. Just like how you left me and Ophelia that day.” I was right. Her mind was stuck on that day, the day I’d left. But just like then, I couldn’t go back on my words or way of thinking. I’d come too far, and my hatred had grown too powerful. So, I shrugged her hand off of me and took a step away from her before saying, “Ophelia? You expect me to be grateful to someone like her? After all she’s done in her past?” I was now angrier than I’d been before, and I could feel the hatred overtake me once a

Omega O'Cleigh had his aid stick for support as he stared at his daughter cautiously, waiting to see if she would misbehave so he could apologize and correct her. Ophelia took a step backward to stand beside Finlay. They hadn't been by each other's side since yesterday and she would admit she liked standing at his side as his wife and Luna. "How's your knee and ankle?" Finlay wanted to hold her hand but he decided against it. "Healing, my lord," Ophelia squinted upon remembering last night. She had dreamt of Finlay singing in ancient Greece after he had told her he was a twin. It was bizarre.

"And I think I'm starting to like this messy squad." "Same." Yael agreed. "But I still couldn't believe the Divine one to have a relationship with the sinner." Hee adds while eyeing me and Hera. I chuckled softly and was about to defend myself but my phone rang and Hera snapped her head at me with her left eyebrow automatically raised. "If it's your ex girlfriend, don't answer it or I'll smash it."

I continued, my gaze fixed on the whetstone, the words feeling like stones being pulled from my chest, “I thought I knew what love was. I thought I had found... a resonance. A soulmate. Someone who understood the parts of me I kept hidden from the world. It hadn’t been a grand passion announced openly. It had been a quiet, unspoken truth that existed between us, a look across a crowded room, a shared moment of silence that said more than words ever could.” I paused, the memory so vivid it had felt like a physical ache. “But in Olympus, such things were not for men like me. They were for the powerful, the wealthy. A more powerful man had seen her, seen her value not as a person, but as a poli