Lore Olympus Apollo Novels & Stories

Olivio Clementius Lee still in his unbelievable voice tone. “From phone… He called me this morning and he told me about that French business colleague of his,” replied Mr. Apollo still in his relaxing fashion. “And, you’re really worried right now, aren’t you?” “No… I’m not worried… I’m just curious what he’ll be playing around with me. He thinks I’m still ignorant about all his plans behind my back all these times…” said Mr. Apollo in his slight smirking. “Are you sure? We’ve left Crudus’ violins back there in Jakarta for quite a couple of years right now. Aren’t you afraid Hansen will sabotage that glass cupboard?” asked Mr. Olivio Clementius Lee frowning his forehead.

I demand, slightly creeped out, but also a bit relieved to see a familiar face who may be able to help. “Thea, who’s this?” Owen interrupts, his eyes cold and unyielding as he glares at Apollo, despite the God’s muscled frame and height advantage. “Owen, this is Apollo.” I introduce him slightly reluctantly, a bit anxious of what Apollo’s reaction will be to him, a mortal. Apollo, however, takes it in a stride, offering him a charming smile. “Hello, Owen. Pleasure. I’m a friend of-” He pauses to pass me a taunting look. “Thea here.”

But I could see a familiar look on his face, one I often found myself carrying, a look of longing. “Maybe I take back what I said. Just a little.” Oren huffed, and I couldn’t help but laugh at her. Apollo cleared his throat, standing up before turning to me. “Better get heading down this hill before the sun goes away. Not really into the idea of climbing down jagged rocks in the dark of the night. It makes finding a cavern easier when we know nothing sleeps there during the day too.” He said. I reached for my bag only to have Apollo swipe it out from my hand.

But I could see a familiar look on his face, one I often found myself carrying, a look of longing. “Maybe I take back what I said. Just a little.” Oren huffed, and I couldn’t help but laugh at her. Apollo cleared his throat, standing up before turning to me. “Better get heading down this hill before the sun goes away. Not really into the idea of climbing down jagged rocks in the dark of the night. It makes finding a cavern easier when we know nothing sleeps there during the day too.” He said. I reached for my bag only to have Apollo swipe it out from my hand.

What scheme was the Moon Goddess plotting now? "Apollo." The Moon Goddess stepped forward, relief washing over her face. "Thank the heavens you've come. I'm on the brink of losing Endymion because of this mortal's interference." Apollo turned to me, his gaze sweeping over me with curiosity. "So this is the infamous lycan wolf." He circled me slowly. "Word of my father's trial has spread through Olympus like wildfire. A competition between a goddess and a mortal. How could I resist such entertainment?" He moved closer, and the heat radiating from him intensified until I felt like I was standing too close to a bonfire. By the time he stopped directly in front of me, my skin was flushed and bur

He does pay enough attention to detail. Venus-Jupiter says they are training Apollo to fight without him. But Apollo is failing on purpose to look weak. As soon as we are close to him, he will shift Me-what about the injections they are giving Apollo? Venus-Jupiter says the dosages over the past two months have not changed he is able to fight it off but has been learning a lot. When we are close to him that will give him the strength he needs to shift. I check the time. Three more hours.

“ You’re insane,” I blurted out after what Alpha Nicholas said. Apollo is the god of prophecy, he’s well know to help the wolves in their battle against the rogues and wars. No one ever saw him but the history tells that once upon a time, he descended to the mountain of Ollyan to live as a human.

5 seconds later, the ground from the dead end and 20 feet backward slowly began to go down. It's an elevator. Soon, we're enveloped by darkness. After 5 minutes of waiting, a bright light shone through the cracks between the ground and the walls. And we're here. Welcome to The Keeper of The Keys, our organization's main base. The biggest base we have. About half a mile below the surface. And yet, with technologies, we can breathe fine. The base is triple times the size of a stadion, each room is divided by bulletproof glass. The floor is made of ceramic and light shone from the ceiling--the ceiling is literally made of lights.

Python positions himself like me with Koray. We are lying in each other's arms like one, two, three. I didn't realise I fell asleep until I woke up in Koray's arms with Python in my own arms. With all my might, I try to wriggle myself out of the situation as gently as possible. I hear Python purr under me and when I look down, I see his sleepy face glaring at me. "I'm sorry," my voice is so soft I could barely hear it myself. Koray stirs when I leave his side, and Python takes my place. I close the cage, knowing full well that Python can slip through whenever he wants.

*** Mount Olympus *** All the Gods were called to meet in the assembly room of the palace. The dragon God Typhon walked in; the Moon Goddess Selene was at his side. They knew what this meeting was about, and they were prepared for it. “I wouldn’t walk in looking so content, Typhon.” Apollo sat back in his stone carved chair and crossed his legs. “I hope you know how bad a mess you and Selene have caused!” He spat out.