Serenity Endymion Romane & Geschichten

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

I know they'll treat the baby well and as their own. "I see why you want to fight him. But..." Ismene-Eirene paused, gently squeezing my hand. "It doesn't make me fear any less. You're my friend, Andy, walking into a dangerous fight with a monster. And I..." her voice cracked a bit. "I understand why you'd be afraid for me. But Ismene-Eirene, you forget one thing. He has to step into that arena with me. He is not known as the Destroyer nor prophesied as the one who will bring the fall of Olympus. That is me. And I will bring war and destruction onto him." I said firmly, turning my hand under hers to hold it gently. My gentle touch was a contradiction to my harsh words.

A low rumble, like the distant roar of a tsunami, grew louder, until it became a deafening crescendo that shook the very foundations of the earth. And then, in an instant, the energy subsided, leaving behind an eerie stillness. Eryndor's eyes witnessed by opening, his gaze burning with an otherworldly intensity. Eryndor rose to his feet, his pack members parting as he strode forward, his presence now radiating the unbridled power of the sea tides. He was ready to transfer his power to the Aura's and Aviari's Troops. The heart of Eryndor was excited with new miracle blessings, eager to celebrate the victory of his passionate Troops. They were ready to pounce and increase their newly acquired

I saw him lighting another candle. I took a deep sigh. “Are you-” “Is the scent not that nice?” He cut me off. “Better if you’ll stop lighting another one doc, we're not summoning some devils to have our ritual with that bunch of candles.” I crossed my legs comfortably before presenting the innocent eyes and seducing lips. I’m obtainable seductive and siren inside out, I want to finish this man right here, right now. When would they give me a signal to kill him now? I’m running out of patience, tsk. Doc. Jairo Black, what did you do to make them think you were an enemy?

Even saying his name out loud sent a shiver down my spine. A growl tore out of Xander as Leo suddenly surged forward. Xander's eyes became fully gold like the man I had seen on the battlefield. “How do you know that name?” I gasped at the sound of his voice. I had heard Leo's voice before but this was… different. “Aria…” “Tell me everything.” He demanded. I did. I told him about the clearing, the memories, the gods, the death, the fates, rituals, sacrifices, my powers, his, Endymion. I also told him about the red eyes of Zerathos.

Grace THE CURSE It was the 13th year of Lord Endymion rule. Lord Endymion decided to take for himself a wife among the goddesses. He arranged a character test, a royalty test and even an intellectual test and at the end only Selene the moon goddess proved herself worthy enough to be his Queen. He took Selene as his Queen and showered her with everything he had and Lord Endymion had everything on the face of the earth. Selene loved Lord Endymion with every fibre of her being because he treated her with respect and took his time to win her heart.

Then it clicked on me that Kyle had called him Dymion, and I snapped my head in his direction, looking so scared. “W… W… What did you just say, did you just call him Dymion, like the son of Endymion and Selene?” I asked Kyle, stuttering like an idiot. I’m sure I look like a complete idiot right now, I’m just finding out the guy I’ve been seeing is none other than Dymion Endymion, our sworn enemy.

"Selene did not know what to do but she wasn't ready to lose her life either. She kept getting her blood taken and couldn't do anything about it. One day, she decided to go to the market in the village and was walking around when she came across the most beautiful man she's ever set her eyes on ''. "That was when she met Endymion, the man whom Hermes forbade from living in the town because of how beautiful he looked. Endymion was the male version of everything Selene embodied. He was so beautiful, it was almost painful to look at. He was kind, he was a very peaceful man and did not like any form of altercations".

Third POV. “What are you doing?” He asked immediately before the servant went as he felt that his wife was acting rather restless “What are you trying to say? I have to go so that he can save Leila!”Selene told him immediately as she panicked, making Endymion frown. He also had always thought that she didn’t love the girls but seeing her panicking look, she knew that maybe she indeed loved them. “But are you the moon goddess? The rogues also worship you, I am sure that if you talk to their alpha, he will help you out,” he told her.

My hand clenched Tay’s instinctively, drawing strength from the steadying presence of my mate. Selene's smile deepened, filled with the kind of mystery that could only belong to a deity. “The prophecy you fear has always been misunderstood. It is not an ending, Serenity. It is a transformation. You are the bridge, the Keeper of Balance, and the awakening has given you the power to fulfill it.” The Graeae Sisters moved around us, their shimmering forms weaving in and out of the circle like flowing water. Their chant swelled, resonating in my chest like a second heartbeat.