Lightning Thief Medusa Novels & Stories

But only those who have really dealt with them would know that although these two people have angelic faces, their hearts are more vicious than snakes and scorpions. Especially Medusa, she is jealous of all blonde white people and black-haired oriental women who are more attractive than herself. Once anyone becomes her target, she will destroy their appearance and torture them to death. What is even more creepy is that Medusa will take photos of the victims' ugly disfigured faces as a souvenir before they die. She is a pervert with an extremely twisted mind. Although people who have seen tattoos have almost no chance of survival, Joel can still judge their identities from their appearance.

Corbin gritted in pain and was still trying to get back on his feet when Medusa using her power, lifted him high, almost close to the sky before hauling him back down. Corbin at full speed smashed to the ground with his face making both his forehead, nose, and jaw break and blood gushed out. He yelled in distress not being able to get up. But he wasn't giving up yet, not until he kills Medusa who was smirking in satisfaction. Puffing some blood out, he managed to stand and surge toward Medusa. Gathering his whole power and force, he directed it to Medusa who used her force to wedge it. They both were now glaring at each other as their powers clashed.

It was a pair of dragon wings, burning red. As the flow of the lightning reached Leila’s left palm, both Leila and Thorn felt a strange and immense resistance. Something wasn’t right. Leila’s left hand suddenly became scorching hot, the red dust in her palm moving violently. As a fierce bolt of lightning flashed across the open air, the goddess suddenly disappeared. Lightning struck the five flaming pillars, and all of them were split down the middle. A sharp pain assaulted Leila’s forehead, as if the lava itself was burrowing through her skull. The unfinished sigil had vanished. She lost consciousness at once. As she drifted away, she thought she heard a raven cawing beside her ear.

The temperature in the throne room fluctuated wildly, creating an otherworldly spectacle of light and heat. Fulgur, the entity of the storm, intensified the assault with crackling lightning. Bolts arced toward Maximus, and thunderous roars echoed in tandem with the ongoing clash. Yet, Maximus stood firm, a silhouette against the elemental turmoil, his unwavering determination acting as a shield against the electric onslaught.

she ordered his colleagues. They came over swiftly, holding her arms and legs. They were stronger! Her struggles were useless against their power. “Please… she begged … don’t do this.” She cried as he stood over her and unbuckled his belt. “You need to be taught a lesson. We are Medusa’s princes , others are bastards!” “.. I’m begging you... Ple…” she was interrupted by another blow on her face. She was numb for a few seconds, she could not cry or shout or think or do anything.

I try to take back control from Medusa, "You can't harm my children" Suddenly Cassain appears before me and portals us into our room at home but then I struggle until I hear Maddox "Settle down Medusa, whatever it is, you are my mate" but then the struggle continues as Medusa destroys everything in sight; Maddox suddenly blurs over and bite down my shoulder and I'm overtaken with so much pleasure as the fight leaves my body now replaced with complete lust as I kiss him fiercely, all three beasts merge as one as Aretha, Medusa and I fuse as one as suddenly I realise I'm now naked, the bed is broken and Cassain is slamming into me with such abandonment while I'm a moaning mess "Yes...yes...yes

With each desperate and failed attempt to steal my power, she inched closer to me, getting as close as my flames would allow her, before finally stopping. "You taste different than I expected," Medusa states, her tongue licking my flames, a burning hole appearing and then disappearing just as quickly as it had appeared when she pulled away from the flame. "And how would you expect a God of the Underworld to taste?" I ask, trying to hide my shock at her healing ability while gaining the knowledge that my flames won't work against her and calling upon the shield of my mother's people, a shield of purity. "You taste like..." She takes a deep breath inhaling my scent before licking my flame agai

Then the wind picked up as loud claps of thunder accompanied the spears of lightning that stabbed the earth below them, felling the guards like bowling pins. ‘I am the wind, I am the rain, I am the lightning I am the thunder I am the one.’ He could only watch as she began to glow very brightly, her whole body was wrapped in a brilliant white light, the lightning began to slam into her bolt after bolt sending her colours into an iridescent kaleidoscopethat entranced all who saw it.

It was as if the air itself was encouraging her, urging her to go further. Thunder and lightning were next. Marissa closed her eyes, focusing on the energy in the atmosphere. She could feel the static electricity crackling around her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a bolt of lightning, watching it dance through the sky before crashing down with a deafening roar. The power was exhilarating, and she reveled in the thrill of it, knowing that each strike made her stronger.

Her voice cracks the air: “You belong to ME.” I snap. “No,” I roar back, lightning exploding outward, tearing into the sand. “I belong to MYSELF.” Ares’ gold flares. Aria’s moonfire ignites. My storm rises. And all three merge for half a second lightning threading through gold, moonfire sparking in my chest. The goddess jerks back like she’s been burned. Ares steps forward, voice like thunder: “Try to take her again, and I swear ” Aria finishes for him, silver burning in her eyes: