Novel & Cerita Iliad: Book 24

John, with his ability, blasted through the wall of the room as he let Helen and Pandora escape. Source : Born By Power Book Number : Book 4 Book Name : Greek Wars Chapter : Chapter Unknown "Su ot emoc, trapa sdlrow--" "Reirrab siht laever.." "Sllaw eht kaerb." She uttered as the world began to tear apart. She yelled as she spread her both hands apart trying to expand the opening for them to cross over. When it was wide enough, she ordered them all to cross over before she speedly ran through. Thus as she crossed over, the opening sealed up

An answer I knew not. ******** 6 pm and the sun had begun its descent, casting its gold hue in the sky. I couldn't find the beauty in it like I did every other day. The scent of decayed plants traced the air reminding me I might end up like them—dead. The Eight elders and a few members of the parliament encircled me, but giving enough space for the impending battle. Troy settled across from the Elders. “Dhinatos!” Their chants echoed, honoring Lydia as she strutted to the middle of the circle.

“Ahhhgghhhhhh, get this bastard out of me!” Tears streamed down Lady Briseis face as another contraction took hold of her. Achilles was frozen watching Lady Briseis’ body contort in pain. “You did this to me!” Her black eyes bore into him. “Fucking do something!” Achilles stumbled back out of the room, “HELGA! HELGA! QUICK, COME QUICK!” Helga fell out of the library and rushed over to Achilles, her face paled as she noticed his distress.

Her companions fought on, their voices a distant anchor—Kade’s roar, Selene’s chants, Lucas’s curses, Bryan’s quiet encouragement. “You cannot break what is eternal,” Arachne said, raising a hand. The warriors surged, overwhelming the group. Kade stumbled, blood dripping from a wound. Selene’s light flickered out, her form collapsing. Lucas screamed, pinned by a warrior’s blade. Bryan’s spectral form wavered, his strength spent.

Almost immediately, a very tall muscular well-built man hopped out of the Benz which made Eileen shift back a little, as the man's appearance was screaming dangerously and confidence in his face, which was so well-built. “Sorry Beta, our Miss was a bit taken back because of their well-built body.” The warrior spoke up so as not to cause any misunderstanding. The man standing in front of her was beta Idris, Alpha Odysseus second in command. “Beta Idris, this is the oldest daughter of our master, Markus Eileen. Please, inform your alpha, that our master entrusted her daughter to him.” Said one of the warriors. Eileen didn't know when a tear streamed down her cheeks, her father wasn't here to s

Perseus moves to come at me, but Achilles holds his arm, keeping him in place, this time I've come prepared, so even if Hyperion or Achilles could hold Perseus back, he'll regret it if he tries to attack me. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

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It was early morning as the sun began to rise over the mountains. Flames roared across the Minoan forest canopy, licking up the trees and consuming everything in their path. Above the ruined arena, the ropes securing the ancient statues finally gave way. With a deafening snap, the effigies plummeted. The figure of Theseus shattered in a heap of broken stone. The Minotaur’s statue crashed into the far wall—its pieces raining down like thunder across the fire-blackened chamber.

One collapsed, clutching a burnt arm, while another hissed curses as the flames consumed the hem of his cloak. Damien’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp and commanding. “Regroup! Don’t let them escape!” The warriors surged forward again, forcing the attackers into retreat. Elena’s flames dimmed, ebbing away like a tide returning to the sea. The snow around them was scorched and blackened, a stark contrast to the pristine whiteness just moments before. Elena sank to her knees, trembling from the exertion and the adrenaline flooding her veins. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, and she pressed a hand to her belly, feeling the steady heartbeat of the twins inside.

Hera, sat on her throne, observing her children as they witnessed the consequences of their actions. Selene went a deathly shade of white as Zade's body was removed from the battlefield, but she knew better than to move before she was told to. On her left, Nefele watched as Kevin quietly recorded a message for his wife, kissing her softly as he closed the door. She knew this would never have happened if the original events had been allowed to run its course. April would still have met Adrastus, but the scene in her apartment could have been prevented. Typhon stood apart from his two sisters, as he witnessed his son bow down to the Queen of the Dragons, and he felt shame in his heart on behal