Novel & Cerita Jupiter Greek God

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

Hello!! A run down on the major greek gods. Hades : The god of the underworld and the earth's riches, the supreme judge of the domain of death. (And our male protagonist). One of the three main gods along with his brothers Zeus and Poseidon. Zeus : Greek god of sky, thunder, order and the king of the Gods. Hades' elder brother and is married to their sister, Hera. (A devoted player.) Poseidon : Greek god of sea earthquake, storms and horses. (More commonly known as Percy Jackson's dad.)

Not even Hera or Athena held so much power and dominance. "A God who only needs us when your power is weakening, and I am quite certain that is why you are here, Great God Zeus." Her soft voice was laced with sarcasm and it only annoyed him more. "Yes, I am Zeus, the God of the Sky and Thunder, and you..." he approached her until he was towering over her. "You are a mere mortal playing God. Your purpose is to submit to a man and bear his children." He hissed in her face and she fought his gaze.

“You were asking about God Lord, right? His real name is Apollo and he’s the supreme ruler of Jaellatra! He lives in the God Temple!” explained Nori. Hearing that, Gerald now realized that his actions must’ve already caught the attention of Jaellatra’s supreme ruler…

“Um, at school. The university. I’m a professor.” He didn’t look surprised, making me think he already knew that after all. “A professor of what?” “Greek mythology,” I said with a smile. That seemed to surprise him. “Like Zeus and Hercules?” “Hercules is a Roman god, but very similar.” “There are different nationalities of gods?” he asked with genuine interest. I glanced up at Christopher who was obviously listening but pretending to be occupied with the fridge. “Yes, I suppose you could say that. The Greeks had Heracles, which is who Hercules was essentially modeled after. The Norsemen also had their own gods.”

Let go of her and find someone else who may settle down with you. I am imploringly hoping that this letter finds you as soon as possible. Regards, Zeus, God of Lightning. The Greek God stared at the letter, reading the first few paragraphs over and over until each word had settled permanently in his mind. The grip on the note tightened, his knuckles turning white and his nose flaring at the sharp inhale. How could Zeus abandon their plan just like that? He had so many hopes. "Is this a joke?" He muttered, brows drawing together as a mixture of shock and indignation churned in his gut.

“It seems that we have underestimated you. No wonder Young Master Bauer and Miss Thompson lost to you. But so what?” Jupiter took a deep breath. The disdain in his eyes vanished and he glared coldly at Harvey. “It doesn’t matter if you’re the top of the King of Arms. Since you’ve met me, you’re dead!” “Because not long ago, I reached the level of God of War myself! Hahaha!” Harvey cut in noncommittally, “Isn’t that amazing?” “Also… You’re Hector Thompson’s dog, aren’t you?” “Before he ordered you to come here, didn’t he tell you that the God of War is nothing special to me?”

The God King of Mount Olympus, Zeus, decreed that no God shall be allowed to mingle with his or her creations. He did this out of spite when he found out that his brother, Poseidon kept on seeing his half human-half God son Perseus. In order to make it fair and for him to not look envious of his brother who have a good father and son relationship with his children, he added the first decree. That no God can show themselves to their creations even if it was the designated day of feast in their honor. His relationship with his own children was a one hot pile of mess. Zeus was not the daddy of the century.

“Are you out of your mind?” “Think about it. Together, we'll rule the supernatural order.” “You’re delusional if you think I’ll do anything for you, you murderer.” “I’m asking nicely, little brat. Don't make me show you what happens when I'm denied.” “You may try. Zeus will never let you near me. He will kill you.” He clicked his tongue dismissively. “That hybrid abomination doesn't know what I’m capable of. I might as well send him to your father.”

He got up from her body and sat on his knees, both on either side of her body. He looked divine, but not like Zeus, but like Hades like there was darkness in his body and soul. A strike of thunder shone through the room, illuminating his body, and now he looked like the Norse gods, so beautiful and dangerous. She had always been afraid of thunder, for she didn’t have parents to hug her to sleep when she was scared, but this thunder didn’t scare her as she was in the presence of more terrifying horror. HIM. A sound brought her attention back; he pulled the string of his sweatpants and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Don’t, please, anything but this,” she joined her hands on the headboard.