Ledgend Of Ares Novels & Stories

"And the Ares Familias then? What did they do after?" "They only respect the strongest of them all. Whether you be cruel, or wicked, they do not mind. I have reason to believe that Achilles is a dream come true for them. Possibly a messiah." By the gods. Leonidas head throbbed heavily now as he tried to get a hang of things. His Father was dead and so was Loukas. Persephone jumped off a cliff. And Achilles was going around killing people. Could this get any worse? "Forgive me for my tardiness but my brittle bones always fail me when they get the chance,"

Seraph was waiting to be branded as she looked at Amaryah with expectant eyes, so Amaryah immediately began chanting. "The ancient god of—" "Lady Zavebe! Lady Zavebe!" Amaryah, who was in the middle of giving her blessings to Seraph, clicked her tongue and turned to look at Gana who was in a rush. She was panting when she arrived in front of her and was looking around frantically. "Are you okay? What happened?" she asked. "What?" Amaryah impatiently said. "I saw the light. Did your training go wrong? Is everything okay?" Gana asked again as she scanned Amaryah from head to toe.

Hopefully, she asked, "Did Grandpa send you to save me? He did, didn't he?" "To save a monster like you?" The man, clad in a black coat and mask, narrowed his eyes and chuckled derisively. "I'm not so low as to do that." Zoe's hope turned to terror as she stared at him, trembling. "Who… Who are you?" she stammered. "Me?" Leaning closer with an overbearing gaze, the man identified himself, "Me? I am Ares, the son of Zeus and Hera. I am here to serve justice."

It was a vision of everything they had built from the ashes of a house that had once been built on lies. A warm, calloused hand slipped into hers, pulling her back to the present. The scent of his cologne—cedar and something clean—wrapped around her. She looked up, and Ares was watching her, his expression stripped of all the noise of the party. "Hey there, pretty," he murmured.

• Ares walked towards his throne majestically and slowly sat down then sharply turned to Leo. “What do you need from me, Leonardo?" Leo gulped then moved closer to him. “I heard you went to the slave auction and I just wanted to know if you...." “Cut the crap, Leo and get to the point" Ares muttered softly but that was enough to make Leo's breath hitch. He fell to the ground and knelt before Ares. “I know I've done you wrong but I didn't mean to" Ares chuckled with no humor. “It seems you've begun to forget your place here. How dare you pass down an order in my kingdom without my consent?" Leo shook on the ground but didn't dare raise up his head.

“Alpha, Valerian would like to come and check up on Luna. Is that alright with you?” Jax asked with a hopeful look on his face. I smiled and nodded before turning my attention back on Artemis’s sleeping face. She reminded me of those angels in the paintings I have seen many times. So beautiful and perfect. Moon Goddess, you really blessed me with someone so perfect. I thought to myself. A few moments later there was a knock on the door. Jax stood up and opened the door then moved away wearing a huge smile. Valerian walked in and looked over at Artemis.

There were curses all over the table. Lucas threw something across the room. He hated the royals. When he was younger there was another God of war who was around the same age as him. His name was Aries. It was obvious he was a royal but Lucas tried to take his place because he was The God of war to but Arthur The God of dreams and sleep shut it down fast. Lucas was embarrassed and belittled by the royals in front of everyone. When Aries came from the fake task Lucas sent him on it got worse. He could never get over that moment.

She looked at him with her big honey coloured eyes which full of tears. He didn't liked when his mate cry. "H-how did you d-do this? What a-are you?" She asked with fear lacing her voice. She knew that he is not a ordinary man. He just healed her swollen ankle and no ordinary man can do it. Ares tilted his head. "My saliva has healing property mate. And about what I am, I already told you. I am Ares, nothing more, nothing less." He stated. His green eyes were cold.

Since then, I've been waiting for you to come back in the Tower of Delsshai,' the boy answered. There's passion and persistence in this young apprentice. 'I'll make it up to you as soon as this child gets the love and cherishing he deserves.' Galindra promised, hinting a smile. Dareen could hide the blushing of his cheeks. He turned his gladness to the young babe. 'What a lovely child. What must be his name?' The sorcerer paused to think. 'Asharo,' she announced proudly. That was not the name your father gave you. It should be Menandro, after his name, and his father before him. But that name became a reflection of perversion. And you are not a product of your wicked past.

But you are here with me. Oh, God. Azael is right. My father isn't even here. We get to the first floor, outside, and Azael takes the rope to go down. The brigades arrive and without asking anything, they obey Azael's orders, beginning to go down the way we have climbed.