Olympus Novels & Stories

His arm muscles were contracting and his blonde highlights were sticking to his forehead due to sweat. Fuck. He looked insanely hot. “He gets weird whenever someone interrupts his reps, You’ll meet him later.” Veronica and Connor go back to their exercises and since I’m not dressed in workout gear, Rhea decides to show me around. The school had a modern vibe to it. From the numerous aesthetics on the sky-blue walls to the present-day cafeteria. I hadn’t seen the dorms yet but I was sure it wouldn’t be too bad. “And this is the administrative office where you can collect your schedule from Mr. Smith.” She nodded towards a man who looked like he was in his 50s. He didn’t look too bad except hi

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I hissed in pain as my arms were being stretched forcefully forward with my left leg. Fear started rising up in my body as I came closer to the object. My breath hitching up – still trying to pull myself against the invisible thread that held me, a single tear left my eye. I do not know if it was from the hurt from the invisible strings or the fear that rose up in my nerves. I looked ahead and saw a tall shiny black obelisk that stood tall. The clouds were being sucked in on the top of the pointed obelisk and the waters drained down at the base. It was so noiseless as it did so. Almost as if it was muted.

the fairly old man smiled and stood very close to Angela. Angela had been bound to a chair with shackles. It was very tight that she couldn't move a limb. "Hello, the Omega" the fairly old man greeted her and laughed. "My name is Malcolm. I'm very sure you know that before lurking around my house" he shook his head. "There is a misunderstanding. You are making a mistake. I am not lurking around your house" Angela pleaded. "Is it also a mistake that you are an Omega?" Malcolm asked quickly.

Everything around Athena seemed to fade into the background as if the world had come to a standstill, leaving her alone in a frozen moment of terror. Iris’s head hit the ground as a log fell to the floor. Before she could comprehend what was happening, another gunshot echoed through the air, drawing her attention to her father. He fell to the ground with a thud. Athena was too stunned to react, dropping the apple she had been holding.

A steaming murderous aura came sweeping in from a not far away building in a nearby alleyway and behind various flower beds and trees. “Their fighters must have long been ready. Their numbers are no less than ours.” “Hehe! They may outnumber us, but so what?” Olympias pulled out a delicate small gun from her body as she spoke. There was a high-precision sniper scope that was attached on top of that gun.

I still didn't understand what she was trying to say. Three months ago, i–or we in particular, got a video from an anonymous sender. It was a partially blurred video of a place in Golden City, called Mount Olympia. It had a slight description written : 'Mount Olympia, Home of gods on Earth, House of Zeus. I definitely wanted to ignore the video, since I couldn't believe a mansion on a mountain was home to gods, most especially, Zeus. But, Zara insisted we upload it, to be sure of it's source, and how legit it was.

Champagne walked out of the kitchen towards the door and unlocked it, there was no one specific but a box of chocolates and a bunch of roses. Her eyes lifted and scanned the hallway but no one was around, her gaze landed back on the flowers and she bent down to pick them up and heard a click as a blue light flashed her way. Champagne her head quick and stood to up, she was sure she heard a camera and even saw a light. Someone was watching her, she been right some one was stalking her. Her eyes turned to the flowers again, she was growing more suspicious of these flowers. Champagne picked them up with the box of chocolate's and walked inside.

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

Orion nodded once, repeating the words as he held the new general's gaze. "For the North."