Kratos X Atreus Novels & Stories

I moved to stand beside Tristan. “Sorry,” Tristan said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “This is our older brother, Selene’s first son, Xureus.” “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Kyra, but I am sure Tristan already mentioned me.” I smiled as I extended my hand out to him. Xureus’s gaze dropped to my hand as he shoved his hands in the front pockets of his denim jeans. “I don’t care who you are.” His tone was cold.

"Let's go!" Swoosh! Behind Kratos, 70 vital energy martial artists, including seven Grandmasters, leaped behind Black Fang, bowed to Kratos in unison, and dashed toward the Xanthos family under the cover of darkness. "White Fang!" Kratos waved his arm again, glaring fiercely toward the direction of the Foster family, his voice brimming with murderous intent. "Take 70 men and head to the Foster family estate. Show no mercy to men, women, children, or the elderly!"

Jules kind of dreaded Eric’s debut in society: there was little doubt it was going to be a disaster, and Jules could only hope some asshole alpha wouldn’t use his baby brother’s social cluelessness against him. Eric hummed and started typing on his computer. “I’d normally say it’s impossible for a Xeus alpha to shift into his beastly form outside of Xeus being full, but there’s an obscure drug that can force a Xeus to shift. It’s called kerosvarin.” Jules perked up. “Do you know a cure?”

Even God Grade beasts ran away after a while. When the bird finally arrived, Selene shuddered. Logan scanned them and felt giddy. One of them was Chrysopoeia Grade 3 and the other a Grade 4. If he could obtain their orbs, he could complete his own. "Who are they?" "The left one is Atlas from the Michin Order. The right is Master Twight from Hymn Valley. They used to learn from the same master, and both became famous. "Atlas was considered a prodigious swordsman using something called the Balance Sword. His master had even been targeted by assassins for this technique. The master later died protecting Atlas.

"You hear that, fucker? They want to know if I want you taken out. I have that power over you right now. Shut your fucking mouth. I didn't say that at all. You're such a little bitch, Lukas." "She sounds on the edge of delirium," Atlas said. "That could be due to dehydration. We need to get her fluids. Fast." "Atlas, you're with me. I can't rescue, drive, and heal at the same time." "I'm coming, too," Xander said. "You stay here." A low snarl rumbled from his lips. I clapped a hand on his shoulder. He rarely offered to leave his cave, his safe zone. That he was offering to go bring Kiema back said a lot about what she meant to him.

Cael froze in the weightlessness among the sharpened claws, grabbed the biomechanical leg of the creature and used their own impulse to put them in a brutal bow against the massive To throw steel walls of the atrium. The creature decomposes to thousands Splitter. “They are not very sturdy!” Kael called, while he anchored on a pipe and his gun up. “Your bodies are brittle in the cold! But there are too many!” He was right. From the pulsating cocoons to the ceiling broke further Empty weavers. The atrium filled with purple, merciless eyes. “We cannot kill them all! We have to cross the atrium and to the bridge!"

Euryale was burning Crimson and Jenna with venom. Susan, Andrews and Kristina had ganged up along with the Lieutenant, firing away with lazer blasts from the fresh supply of weapons that Carter and Henry had brought with them from the facility. But their efforts seemed to be proving futile when some of the blasts simply bounced off of Kratos’s broad and jacked chest. He roared and charged at them, thrusting out his arms ready to turn them into pulp but was thrown back when something sharp streaked past his shoulder. It was Carmen. She was firing her mystical arrows that shot off glistening electrically like tiny bolts of lightning. Kratos drew back, taking cover, where Diana struck out at hi

Or so I thought. It seems that Atremi had a plan for this as well. The tricky drake pulls a strange box out of his pocket, a metallic-looking device that reminds me a bit too much of something my brother Tritus would have hidden up a sleeve or stuffed in a pocket. Twisting the mechanism, he throws it in the clearing not far from Orion’s pod. “Change back, all of you,” Atremi growls, “In a few moments that’s going to go off and trust me, you’ll want to be as far away from that,” he points at the box, “as possible.”

She began creating a big blast of darkness, directing it towards my pack. I quickly stepped in, Krys training replaying at the back of my mind as I channeled the attack sent at us and dismissed her dark attack. A crooked smile met her lips as she approached me, creating an abominable shadow monster behind her. I approached her, too, fashioning a shadow creature of my own, sending it to attack. I noticed two other men in dark cloaks appear; they were Elder Xanthros and Rowan, and they were heading toward Kole and Kaiser, respectively.

He looks like his mom. "Hi", the woman greeted "Good afternoon", Kaylee replied "Where are your parents?", the woman asked "My Dad is in", Kaylee replied plainly "Can we come in?", the woman asked again "Uhm, sure sure", Kaylee replied opening the door widely and they walked in The woman greeted her Dad and took her seat. Kaylee was standing behind a chair and Laura had gone for a sip of water in the kitchen "I am Stiles by the way", the boy who followed his Mom said to Kaylee as he came to stand beside her.