Menelaus Novels & Stories

"He has admitted to killing the Lortal." As if on cue, the hushed whispers intensified, spreading like wildfire, Jupiter cleared his throat and all went silent once again. "He admitted to killing the Lortal, Hannibal Barca." That's not too bad, Lucian thought. He'd probably get a beating and be done with it and judging by his appearance and the solidifying merlot blood on the floors of the court, he had been punished already. Then what exactly was this meeting for?

Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil. “I choose Gungnir, the great spear of Odin, Angurvadal, the stream of anguish, Gram, who brought death to Fafnir, Freyr’s sword, to fight when I am weak, Dáinsleif, to inflict wounds that never heal, Lævateinn, so that my step will never falter, Skofnung, the supernatural blade, Hǫfuð, the great sword of Heimdall and lastly Mjolnir.” Malachi chose his nine gifts and the rest were returned to the vault. These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

"That's actually insane." ⸻ Upstairs, far from the noise but not removed from it, McLauren watched. His office sat above the arena like a throne overlooking a battlefield. Thick cigar smoke curled through the air, heavy and suffocating, blending with the dim glow of multiple surveillance screens. Every angle. Every movement. Every moment. His attention wasn't on the crowd. Not fully. It was on one person. Kane Shawn. And now... The girl. McLauren leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his eyes narrowing as Mona came into view on the screen.

“For now, just let us get this done, yeah?” “I am curious about what THIS is.” The Lycan said as Leonardo opened the door for him. I kept my eyes on the man before taking a step toward him as I kept my arm around Daniella. I extended my hand to him, and he smiled, extending his to shake mine. “Alaric Klein, to what do we owe the honor?”

They were absolutely beautiful, Capri could not help but call him with tears rolling down her cheeks to say thank you. Belle told her grandmother that Leo and Capri talked everyday and that they were so in love. Poor thing did not know the half of it. She just couldn’t help that Capri was back and her family in her eyes would finally be completed. They had their own plan of Capri having a baby and how Belle would be the perfect big sister. They even had a baby girls name picked out “Penelope Reign,” and her being spoiled just the way Belle was. If it was boy, Leo and capri were on their own.

Kandreah’s POV After our well-deserved rest, we continued to Sanguinabyss as planned. The border between Waltherra and Sanguineabyss was shielded with protective armour cast by Ramaalen, one of the daughters of Hades. Ramaalen is also known as Melinoa in Earthling’s mythology. Earthlings like to draw parallels between their deities and ours. How did they get the information about Ramaalen and many other Soovaree deities, which they included in their lores and mythology? I have no clue. Anyway, Ramaalen is a torchbearer of Wengarthria’s passages, who brings night terrors and madness. Malleteagan, Thersar and I merged our powers and broke her shield quickly. It was so easy to break it that I c

"I do not think that'll be necessary. But please do tell your queen that lord Marcellus was here," He'd had that tough glint in his eyes, looking unnervered by the less bulky, slightly lean figure of Marcellus standing right in front of him. But as he uttered that name, his nerve broke, his body trembled at the mention of that very name. That name represented terror to each and every of them and Marcellus owed that to many years of massacre. The male swallowed hard before saying anything, "Lo...lord Marcellus?!" "Yes. Lord Marcellus," he ended in a frigid manner before turning away.

He walked pass Yntreia, watching one of the mermen, a handkerchief in his hand, doing a magic trick. “Come and join me Ellaine. They’re amazing!” Her eyes were trained on the magician and the smile on her face was a bit wistful. She must really be hypnotized. “Yo ho ho! Drop the anchor and tie up the mizzens!” The captain ascended the stairs. At his command, sound of scrambling feet against wood, cheers and grunts of men, and banging of equipments reverberated. Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!”

Especially when they read the list of Golden Fleece. Zeus stops reading and takes in a long breath before explaining to Zhu Wushang. “Well…. Mr. Zhu Most of the things in this list are true, but some of them are just exaggerations. For example Aegis, the indestructible shield, Aegis is the same shield that your black hair wives just destroy while fighting with Athena. As for the Achilles armor. It’s just armor made from Orichalcum. So this armor was impervious to mortal weapons such as a blade or normal gunfire. But if the power of the weapon came from the divine weapon like the sword that your silver-haired wife uses. Then it’s useless.” Explain Zeus.