Kratos Ares My Life Is Yours Novels & Stories

"I apologize for that. I'll replace it later. Hello, Luna! My name is Liam. Liam Grant. Ares's most handsome cousin, right hand, best friend, brother… and uh, not the boyfriend, of course. I'm not gay, and he's not either. I'll give you that spot. It's a pleasure to finally meet you!" Liam introduced himself in the manner of a chatter chatbox. His hand was on his hips, and the other made numerous hand gestures while speaking. I was holding back my laughter and biting my lower lips. Ares coughed softly in an attempt to stop Liam from talking, but instead, Liam grabbed my hand and planted a soft kiss on the back. "Aww!" Liam groaned and turned his head to Ares, who had just shot him in the hea

His mother's love for him was reflected in such a subtle detail. Inside the box was an access token to Doomsday, several ultra-realistic masks, and several advanced weapons. Grand Old Master Ares was astonished when he saw the token.

Already walking back into my penthouse, through the living room where Maya had fallen asleep on the couch with her laptop, out into the hallway. The space between our doors felt like miles. I knocked softly on penthouse A. The door opened immediately. Like he'd been waiting right there. Ares stood in the doorway wearing just his slacks and that white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His hair was messy. His eyes were dark and focused entirely on me. "Last chance to change your mind," he said. "I'm not changing my mind." "Then get inside." He stepped back. "Before I drag you inside."

Apollo moves forward, taking controlled steps. “I CAN’T LET YOU DO THAT, BROTHER. YOU’LL HAVE TO MOVE OVER MY DEAD BODY.” The glee that can be seen on Ares’s face is disgusting. It’s the type of thing that you see in the movies, and you don’t really believe that there are really people like this in real life. Ares is a real-life person who is truly sick. There’s no way they can get Akia away from him without a massive fight.