Kratos Kill Ares Novels & Stories

"That must be it." "Destroy it!" Cassian commanded, his sword glowing with the power of the Alpha. With a swift, decisive strike, Cassian shattered the crystal, causing a shockwave of energy to ripple through the air. The effect was immediate - the remaining forces of Dorian faltered, their magic weakening as if a tether had been severed. "Now's our chance!" Jesse exclaimed, his eyes alight with determination. We pressed our advantage, our attacks relentless. With every blow, we could feel the balance shifting in our favor. The darkness that had gripped our land for far too long was finally receding, giving way to the light of a new dawn.

Not after what I had done. Then Zara’s voice came through the wood. “Skye, listen. Zane is still on the rooftop. He’s on the edge. He’s threatening to jump. He said he can’t live like this anymore.” Red’s voice joined in, shaking. “He’s serious, Skye. He’s standing there crying, saying if you don’t come back and say yes, he’s going to end it. Please. You have to come.”

I pressed the power icon. The screen bloomed to life in the dark room, casting a sharp, deep blue light across my face. Lines of high security code scrolled rapidly down the glass before resolving into a single, high level administrative interface. [IDENTITY VERIFIED: MERINDA KAEL] [POSITION: SOLE INHERITOR & CHIEF EXECUTIVE - KAEL SYNDICATE] [GLOBAL ASSETS: ACTIVE / RESTRICTED ACCESS] [EUROPEAN MARKET PROXIES: PREPARED]

A man in tactical gear—Kael—dropped down, his rifle raised. "Drop the weapon!" Kael roared, his laser sight dancing over Aris’s chest. Aris didn't hesitate. He slammed the input key, entering the sequence, his eyes locked on Nikos. A blinding, violet wave of energy erupted from the console. It washed over the room, knocking Kael off his feet and pinning him against the wall. Aris was thrown backward, crashing into the bulkhead as the entire vault began to scream with the sound of collapsing power lines.

with a woman. I swim to the edge of the infinity pool to get a better look. Ares is shirtless, his body gleaming under the dim light. A canvas of dark tribal tattoos and brutal muscle. The woman is clinging to him, her shapely legs wrapped around his waist, her arms tangled around his neck. They're kissing like they’re starving for each other, desperate, messy, almost violent.

"Hah! Do you think I will let him command me? I won't! Let your boss knew that I refuse to be his pet—" "Alright, then. People tend to refuse my boss' orders was most likely killed. Should I call him now and ask what kind of weapon are we going to use to—" I halted Beth from speaking as my eyes widened on what she said. Ares told me the same thing, he said he will kill me if I have no purpose to him. I admit, I somehow want to believe but my inner me says I shouldn't and he was just bluffing. I groaned hard, turned around as I sat down on the bed without looking at Beth.

I'm six months pregnant when my cousin Hallie Thorne's mate dies. Worried that she has no one to look after her, my mate, Ragnar Clairmont, suggests she move in with us. I don't think twice before agreeing. The moment Hallie walks through the door and sees my pregnant belly, she bursts into tears. Ragnar pulls me aside and says quietly, "Try not to walk around showing off your pregnancy in front of her. Her mate just died before they could even have a pup. Don't rub it in her face." I feel sorry for her, so I agree. That night, Hallie spills dish soap by the kitchen door, causing me to slip and nearly lose my pup. I suspect that she does it on purpose and tell Ragnar. But he just look

Soon it fell to the ground with a loud thud while Ares already landed smoothly somewhere else with the help of his wires. The army gathered and finished off the werewolf. The crucifiers had managed to kill the one they held off and Aria looked up to see where the third one was. Since she couldn’t see any, she guessed the army on the other side must have killed it. “Aria? Are you alright?” Ares came to her. “Where is the third one?” She asked, unable to relax yet. “The terrorists took it down.” She turned to him. His whole warmth was burned. “You are injured.” She said knowing how painful burns could be.

It seems traveling through darkness is harder and slower than traveling through shadows. As our settings settled in around us, I noticed Ares standing straight, facing the door like he was ready to fight. I looked around for the witch when my eyes landed on her still body. The golden sword protruded from her chest, not moving, as she was no longer breathing. Ares had done it. He killed her all by himself. I couldn't help the smile that crossed my face as I looked at his back proudly. I never thought I would be happy that someone had been killed. The thought of celebrating the death of another person didn't sit right with me, but in this case it did. Ares hadn't noticed us yet as he looked do

He slowly raised his eyes and now he was staring right at me. “Tom,” Cyrus regarded me with narrow eyes, they were more curious than happy to see me. “What news do you bring?” I took a deep breath. “King Ares is dead.” Cyrus stared at me with his two eyebrows raised when I finished, and a silence fell over us as what I said started to dawn on him. “So, the South pack is keeping it a secret,” Cyrus said with a sigh. "It is a pity. I was looking forward to joining him on the battleground to end his life. How did he die?"