Iliad Novels & Stories

The Humilin's were of little population, Idil could easily crush them expanding their territory. Oden is disturbed. He could see the worries in the eyes of his generals. They were also confused, Idil could easily crush the Humilin's. But Oden couldn't declare war in a rush. That attitude of being war -thirsty had caused him a great deal of suffering for the past eighteen years. " Summon our emissaries, they head to Humilin's to present a treaty of peace with marriage as the bond to this treaty" Oden commands. "The meeting is dismissed" Oden adds sitting at last.

She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts. All the walls she had built up all these years was suddenly crumpling down, and fast… and by no other than the devil herself. She had always hated Thelma but it was just a common dislike— the kind that was enough to make you stand the person even if they were being very annoying… but today the hatred she felt was just unexplainable… much more intense. The two women started walking towards the trio. A curious Kayla poked her head from her hiding spot behind her mum and once again, Lisa was astounded. She really couldn’t bel

I squeaked. My future was with them, Anna and Andy, Beth and Jack, Duke and Em, Ronny and Livy. It was with Edward Collin, my best friend, my boyfriend. Life is like a long journey to a beautiful destination. You have to choose the people to bring along and who to leave behind. The roads are often bumpy and you may turn to the wrong path. But it’s okay. Its experience. You’ll eventually find your way back to the right track. This is my life’s journey and I have chosen the people I want to tag along with me. I found loyalty, friendship, trust and honor, I found love. I found a family. This is my odyssey!

“Dreams are sweet, my son… but don’t let them carry you where your body can’t return from.Tunde stood, adjusting his gloves. “I’ll be back by sunset—with enough for medicine this time. Maybe even a little extra for yams.”He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Go safe. And sing something when you dig. It keeps the rocks from falling.” (smiling)“I always do.” He stepped outside, the sun already baking the cracked streets of the Ruins. Ahead, beyond the haze, the Adrium quarry shimmered like a silver wound in the earth. And far beyond that, like a mirage of heaven, the Citadel gleamed against the sky, daring him to dream.

Even being in Jaipur, my days were so occupied that I didn't get enough chances to go for a movie either. We sat together in front of the biggest home theatre and he played a movie named "Prem Ratan Dhan Payo." The movie was based on the Royal family too. I started watching the movie and after 10 or 15 minutes there was a song. I haven't seen songs like that in any Italian or in Hollywood movies. For me it was quite strange. Again after 10 minutes there came another song out of blue. I was trying hard to read the subtitles to understand what was going on. My patience level got fucked up when the forth song came in. I expected a thriller or action movie and here out of nowhere a typical drama

Ivandor repeated as he had told him before. "You haven't really kissed that much girls though. Just Lila, Farren, Grace and Ulani. And I'm very sure you said it was the best kiss of your life when you kissed them too." "Did I? Well, you know what? This particular one supersedes all like a ratio of 2 to 100. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in all my years of living. She has long blonde straight hair, her skin is as smooth as silk, like that of a new born baby's, her cheeks are rosy pink and she has light freckles on her pointed nose. Her voice is soft as summer rain, her eyes are the bluest I've ever seen, she like a freaking doll. Her touch gave me chills , it made the hair o

Hatred danced across my tongue with bile as its partner and my heart playing a hazardous rhythm. Echoes of agony rattled my bones. I sat, chained to this chair with no means to fight back. My kneecaps had been shattered, fingers broken, hair pulled out, nearly drowned, flesh carved from my body, and when I lost consciousness, they brought me back to repeat it all over again. I had even forgotten the purpose of this—the cause of it.

I pointed out. As if to act as an example, Hypatos waved with his stump of an arm. He is an excellent example of how an Ares soldier can be injured. He’s lucky the chimera he faced all those years ago only took his arm. I remember the carnage the last chimera left in Pella and how many lives were lost to it, including someone important to Ismene-Eirene. “As heir, I need a project. This could be that project.” I shrugged. I wasn’t going to say my interest is that it would make a valid reason to see Ismene-Eirene and spend time with her.

My hands were roaming across his leg, charmingly suggesting, "The young prince has just saved this maiden's life. This maiden has nothing to return your favor, would offering myself be acceptable?"

Trip said. “You all got what you wanted. You wanted me to patch in, just not with the Warriors, right? I’ll let you in on a little secret, Trip. Blood will flow real soon. It will be the last MC war for a very long time, because I’m going to cut down every single person that had anything to do with the attack on my club, and trust me when I say, I’m the only person capable of keeping that promise.” “And you think the Reapers did this? Why the fuck would I want Bandit dead?”