Lore Olympus Apollo Novels & Stories

The edges of the fissure were ragged, wet, and pulsing with a strange, bioluminescent exudate. The race began within forty-eight hours. The ISA, the CNSA, and every private aerospace conglomerate with a rocket and a dream turned their eyes upward. Everyone wanted to be the first to reach the chasm. Everyone wanted the prestige, the data, the potential resources. They called it "The Lunar Aperture." They thought it was a gateway to alien technology or a geode of impossible mineral wealth.

There were plenty of dual-income families in our neighborhood, and with their kids in their senior year, most parents simply didn't have time to supervise them. So I cleared out my living room and turned it into a completely free evening study room. Every night from seven to ten, I helped the students with every subject and even provided them with a late-night snack. The parents in our group chat praised me constantly, calling me a saint. Then Kendra Hodge, a notoriously difficult mom, moved into Willow Creek. She showed up at my door and demanded that I clear everyone else out so I could tutor her son, Zeke, who hated studying, one-on-one. I politely refused. Her attitude changed on th

Standing on the elevated observation deck, Daniel and Lukas watched the floor below. Apollo, now displaying the physical and intellectual maturity of an eight-year-old despite only four years having passed since his birth, stood near the center of the ring. His dark hair was pulled back, and his golden-amber eyes burned with focused, calculated intensity. He wore fitted tactical gear, his mind already running thousands of spatial geometry calculations per second.

Eleena’s eyes widened and that's when she understood what just happened. ‘My reaction was just normal. Right?’ Eleena thought as she shuddered in embarrassment. “They will bring us to Mount Olympus.” Apollo looked at Eleena and he was right when he thought that she’ll be excited. He smiled and let her rejoice knowing that she wanted to see their home.

"Apollo, now." David spoke to Apollo and Atlantis warped into the depths of space, pulling Zorvath's ship with us. Billions of light years away, as I gave the order, "Apollo, release them." The viewscreen flickered back to life, showing Zorvath's desperate face one last time before he begged, "Please, don't leave us here!" I stood up, my expression unyielding, and commanded, "Return home, Apollo."

(Only the Greek characters to arrive in future books will will be mentioned) A possible Location to be seen. Mount Olympus (/oʊˈlɪmpəs, əˈlɪm-/;Greek: Όλυμπος Olympos, for Modern Greek also transliterated Olimbos, [ˈolimbos] or [ˈolibos]) is the highest mountain in Greece. Mount Olympus is the legendary home of the gods in Greek mythology. According to research, the mountain was created after the Titanomachy, the epic fighting between the young gods, the Olympians and the older gods, the Titans. As a result of this battle, the Olympian victors created their new majestic domestic – Mount Olympus. It used to be shrouded from human eyes by using clouds which constantly obscured its peaks. The g

“Don’t you already know what my relationship to Owen is? It’s all for the sake of helping you cover up a lie.” Abel nodded. “I see, that makes sense.” Apollo’s mood improved a little. “That’s more like it! If you say it’s Solomon, I can tolerate it, but if you mention Owen, I won’t let you off the hook, especially if you mention it to Mom and Dad.” Everyone in the entertainment industry knew that Apollo was a big fan of Solomon’s. Ever since Apollo became famous, he never played a supporting character except for when he got to act alongside the male lead, Solomon!

I can only trust you Orion. ‘Mother, Orion is a general. Let me retrieve my sister.’ Apollo stood. ‘And you are a god, Apollo. Your head is worth a pretty penny I don’t want to pay.‘ ‘I thought I was your favourite son.’ Apollo frowned. Zeus rolled his eyes. ‘Let’s keep that between us.‘ ‘Will you go Orion? Bring my daughter home?’ Sophia begged. Her blue eyes spoke to his soul and there was no way he could deny her. He bowed. Once more the doors burst open and several guards stormed in. They threw themselves to the ground.

(Apollo) Malachar remained half a pace behind as they entered the throne room. The chamber had been cleared except for a handful of generals, two surviving archivists and the ancient projection apparatus waiting at the centre of the floor. Apollo had seen it only once before, buried beneath dust in the Citadel's deepest vaults, a relic from an age when rulers spoke across kingdoms without travelling between them. Now its crystal rings rotated slowly above a circular base of black metal, each carved symbol igniting and fading as the device tried repeatedly to complete a connection.

Apollo pulled the vial of the strange liquid again, considering something. He got it on a black market. It is sold at a fairly high price. If he could take a person's DNA sample and mix it with this, then when he sprayed it, his face would look like that person’s. She took a strand of Liam's hair when he was injured and unconscious. He did it when something critical happened. And now he used it to convince Candy she was staying loyal to the pack. Apollo followed Candy to a place where the headquarters of Mr. Lee's workers' club was located. She chose the strongest and toughest to join the war. She also ordered some of them who were skilled in technology to attack the opponent from a distance