Ouat Hercules Novels & Stories

Olympus had hope! “HAHAHA! *Cough*” Hermes laughed loudly like a mad man. And neither his coughing fits, nor the blood that seeped down his lips concerned him. His head was raised to reveal both eyes that were now filled with great joy and desire. The brightness that filled them was so different from the gloom that had made this place its home only until a few moments ago. With strength that wasn’t there before he screamed at the top of his punctured lungs, “The Supreme lives! Hahaha! He who is the bane of us gods grows stronger every day. Oh he has grown stronger much faster than we expected! Zeus was right! Father, you were right! Ares! The Lightning God’s grandson will come for you! Hahah

“These pictures were put away, but I brought them out for you.” “Is this her room?” I ask softly, still lingering on one of the photos. Sheila’s high ponytail and football gear make me smile. “She played rugby?” Hera smiles slightly. “Yes, she was a starter on the varsity team. When she chose to play rugby, nobody thought much of her since she was an omega. But she showed them all with her strength.” Hera’s eyes glisten with something—maybe tears, maybe pride.

Now he doubts what happened in this game is because of a bug. Leon hesitantly wielded his sword, but he wasn't sure this many cobras would be able to be eradicated with a sword. Nor was Hercules a god who was good at playing music if there was a flute here. Leon thought for a moment. But wait, he is now Hercules, for the sake of the strongest god on earth. He's no longer the handsome Adonis.

The nearer he come closer the brighter the green light and the figure . " Huh" he gasped as the figure came into full view. " Hera" he called and the green light disappeared. The little figure turned to face where the sound came from and Lucas confirmed it. Yes it was Hera. " You're a socerer?" Lucas asked in bewilderment. " No a witch" Hera replied and placed her hands on her waist. " A witch?" Lucas asked to be sure he heard her right. " Now that you found out, what are you still doing here?" Hera fired at him. Her cheeks red from anger like a child who has been interrupted from her nap.

Earnest’s arm was slung comfortably around my shoulders, pulling me close against his side, his presence a warm, solid anchor. “Look,” he whispered, his voice a low murmur that vibrated against my ear. He pointed a finger towards the sky, where a particularly bright cluster of stars had begun to emerge. “That’s the constellation Orion. My grandfather used to tell me stories about it. He said it was a hunter, always chasing something.” I leaned my head against his shoulder, gazing up at the celestial display. “And what do you think he’s chasing?” I asked, a soft smile playing on my lips.

Cedric observed the flat belly, and the tiny waist, Axe had the equitable set between his masculine figure and the perfect omega touch that made him look feminine, contrary to him, who wasn't at all. Axel had a pronounced ass, the straight, shiny and dark hair was so long that it would be the envy of many female omegas, it was like seeing the blessing of the gods in person, since his birth it has been believed that Axe was sold by the goddess Luna herself and the god Fenrir, because it could not be explained how he could be so beautiful, if Cedric was alpha or on the contrary, if Axe was, he would not have hesitated to join him, however Cedric hesitated to fall in love with anyone to get to

I found Hermosa, stripped of her clothes, while she held onto an Alpha whose body was naked. "Hermosa. Please, drop him down," I pleaded, but her eyes were bloodshot and she couldn't even hear me in her rage. I was surprised that an Omega could yield such strength; she wasn't weak after all, even better than Morgan. "Drop him, please." I gently touched her shoulder. "If he dies..."

“ She's just a baby. You don't have to do this. Please.” I didn't know what I expected from these kids, but it definitely wasn't the train of laughter that followed my voice. I didn't know them, but I could easily tell they were children of the Alpha's and Beta's, so there was no way they would pay attention to me and I didn’t dare lay a finger on them. “You don't get to tell us what to do.” An older pup, a girl, yanked my hair from behind. She fisted my hair around her wrist, and I blinked back tears at the pain that seared through my scalp. “You omega whore.”

Thats my girl, Meda is so like me it's ridiculous. I go outside and take my clothes off once I reach the tree line, I hate shifting in clothes, I am cheap and don't like spending money if I have perfectly fine stuff already. I fall back and let Meda take control, it's not painful anymore, thank goodness. Once shifted she immediatley takes off sprinting, Meda loves to run, I enjoy it as well, its a feeling of freedom we both get as the wind blows through her fur, like we could just fly away and go where our hearts desire. She stops at slow flowing river coming off the sea that flows through the territory and drinks from it, I can see her reflection looking back at me, Meda is average in heigh

“Longer, miss. I’ve worked here as his housekeeper for the last five years. I’ll get you water!” “Oh, what’s your name?” I asked, liking her chatty nature. I could make friends with her and get to know a lot about my captor! “Stella Hawkes! I know you’re Hermione Averoff!” I gasped at the way she pronounced my full name. I hated it. “Please call me Hera. I hate my full name!” “Why? It’s so exotic, a symbol of intelligence in our era! Hermione was the daughter of the Greek messenger God, Hermes. I’m sure you know that already!”