Hyacinthus X Apollo Novels & Stories

“You’re right. The game is far more interesting this way. And really, dear mortal, did you think the gods would play fair? How charmingly naive.” He walked toward Nicholas, stopping just before him. "Let's make this more interesting, shall we?" Apollo pressed his forefinger to Nicholas's temple, and golden light pulsed from the point of contact. "This prophecy will be engraved in you. A woman who runs beside you beneath the full moon… Her soul is bound to yours. You will know her when the moment comes. Though her face may not be what you expect. Her scent calls to you. Her touch sets you aflame. She is yours, and you are hers.”

With a determined expression, she points to her selection, signaling her choice. Finrir, after a moment of consideration, nods toward an oxyplant featuring oval leaves. Its unique characteristics catch his attention, and he feels a connection to it. Tritan's attention turns to a particular oxyplant, recognizing it as his sister's favorite. With one of its many ancestors being an orchid, this oxyplant boasts vibrant purple blooms speckled with bioluminescent patterns.

They were all bearing the mark of the Luna. Hyacinth Luminar, the young girl with a rare power that comes from the bloodline of the Luna Luminar, a legendary Luna from the eighteenth century. From the moment she was born, the Moon Goddess already bestows her the sun, and the moon collided, and with the two enemies align, the light came shining on the newborn pup. Well, at least that’s how I remembered about Hyacinth's popular story.

“I don’t need-“ I stopped as my eyes fell on Apollo. He was shirtless, his caramel skin glowing in the sunlight. His muscles toned, he looked as though he was moulded by the mother's own two hands—pure perfection. I forced my eyes to find him. His lips tugged up in the corner as he took me in. His perfect purple eyes, looking back at me. “Apollo, what are you doing here,” I asked, confused. Audra gripped my arm tightly. I looked back at her giving her a reassuring smile. Her grip loosened as she stepped back. I turned back to Apollo, finding him now in front of us. He reached his hand out and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. My skin tingled in response to his touch. He looked down at me, h

Lux My body went cold at the mention of his name. His scent isn’t here though, but maybe things like that change in the spirit world. But he’s the last person I want to be around. If Rion’s words were true then why would I be in front of Apollo. I try not to stutter as I ask< “Wh…what’s your name?” He chuckles before answering me, “Apollo or Apollon whatever you prefer. I’m the god of prophecy and oracles and music, song, and poetry. Of archery, healing, plague, and disease, and the protection of young!”

He smiled, and I swore his eyes flickered with the memory I had given him, reminding me that all information in the Iridescence Pack came at a price. Helena, Camile and I stepped from the train, Liliana and the other woman hot on our trail. Apollo stepped forward, a dazzling smile on his face as he looked over the five of us. As I stood this close to him, I realized the white spots on his suit were clouds. I fought to keep my lips together as I watched one of the clouds drifts across his suit, as though his clothes were a small piece of the sky itself. “Hello again, Miss Rachel.” Apollo smiled; his bronze eyes lit with an inner light. “I trust you enjoyed your stay on the train?”

Hyacinthus was a very beautiful Spartan prince and lover of the god Apollo. It was a pity that Zephyrus wounded Hyacinthus fatally out of jealousy when Hyacinthus was playing a game of Quoits with Apollo, but even the God of Healing could not save the one he loved. In honor of his lover, Apollo made a flower spring up from Hyacinthus' blood and named the flower Hyacinth. "I don't want to be Zephyrus. I want to be Pegasus roaming freely in the sky," she said jokingly. "Okay," Bellamy said in a gentle voice.

I wanted something that had a deep meaning behind it. “Uhm… what flower would you recommend to me to apologize for wrongs?” I inquired, with the hopes of getting something really special. “Okay. You can get a purple or a blue hyacinth.” She replied politely. “Alright, what do they signify?” I asked, out of curiosity. “They signify constancy, regret, and sincerity. This makes them great apology flowers for letting that special someone know that you are truly sorry, and that you’re still hoping to be a constant in their life.” She explained to me.

He asked. "Yes" she gave him one of her warmest smile. "Annie" he called. "Annie, yes" she replied. The man smiled. "There's a story about a beautiful girl. Apollo fell in love with a girl named Annie. He loved her very much but then she disappeared. Apollo searched everywhere but couldn't find her. In the end, he saw that Annie had transformed into a tree and because he loved her so much, he planted several trees in his garden"

I grabbed her by the throat and slammed her into the nearest wall. I was all ready to tear her throat out when something caught my eye. Next to me was a mirror, and I saw my reflection. I looked like me, only different. And my eyes were shining pure gold, so pale, they were almost white. I grinned and heard Diana chuckle in my head. I looked back at Adelaide, who looked petrified, and grinned. I cast my aura, not just my Alpha aura of a thousand wolves, but also as the Hybrid Queen.