Sir Ares Goodnight Novels & Stories

Ares stopped on his track and turned to face Zeus and said sternly "Thanks for thinking about me but I don't need your pity. I will wait for tomorrow to see which hell will you create for me. Try something new because I became bore with your daily games." Ares yawned. He checked the time. It's already 12am. "Oh. It's become midnight. I am very tried and sleepy. Good night darling. Go to sleep early or you will late tomorrow. Bye bye baby. Good night. Have a sweet dream." Ares waved his hand at Zeus and went to his room. He took a quick shower and retired to bed. He fell asleep immediately. It's a long day for him. On the other hand

“I'm sorry. That sounded terrible." “Don’t worry about it. At least you and Jiho were able to keep from arguing the entire time,” Jeremy stated. “Well, guys. It’s time we crash for the night. Hae Mina looks like she’s about to collapse. Duskin’s fallen asleep twice since earlier and I can’t hold a drumstick anymore. Anyone else up for sleep?” “I am,” Hae Mina replied. “Same,” Cass yawned. “It’s later than I thought,” Yang Dae-Su replied as he sat his guitar on its stand. Kyung Jiho copied his action.

Then stirred awake. “What are you doing? Come back to bed,” he said groggily, reaching for me again. “It’s too early.” “You go back to bed. I need a bath.” He dropped his head and arm, tucking the latter under the pillow as he fell asleep, muttering. Making my way to the batbroom, I nearly jumped out of my skin when I found Ares laying in the bathtub with eyes closed. My heart almost clogged my throat. “Goddess!”

“Forgive me, Sir, I am not familiar with this country. I do not know the terms.” “I understand.” Ares nods. “You will not be coming to Ajax’s premises tonight, as promised. After hearing how uncomfortable you are with Ajax, it is only customary of me to grant your wish of avoiding his offer. If someone from Ajax’s militia pays you a visit tonight, refuse him. Tell him that you dined with Ares Nyth and the offer was received.” She blinked several times. Ares pulls a small pouch from his sleeves and pushes it to the table. She glanced at the fabric and looked at him. “Take it.” He invited her.

Their deadly looks are only outdone by the deadly Neron weapons they point at the two of us. But there in the middle is a woman. Her eyes are full of wonder and fear, but she’s trying very hard to mask both right now. She’s petite, average height. She has soft, curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes. Her cheekbones are sharp and her hands small and delicate. But I know the power behind her voice. “Valen Nero, Nova Ainsley,” she says, stepping forward. “I’m Arden Black.”

Ares said with a firm tone. Thea nodded and went away. She knew she has no other option than taking rest now. Ares joined her soon. Thea saw Ares coming near her. "What are you doing Ares?" Thea asked when she saw him making himself comfortable on the bed next to her. "What does it looks like mate? I am going to sleep." Ares said. "On the same bed with me?" Thea asked in disbelief. "Where else am I suppose to sleep. You are my mate. I am suppose to sleep beside you." He said as a matter of fact.

I giggled, playing with his hair. "Fair point," he says and ends back into my mouth. This was a whole new side of Ares and I wanted to get to know it more. I was smitten by it. We ended up making love a few more times before we passed out on the bed together, wrapped in each other's arms. "I'm sorry for what I've done to you princess" was all I heard before the darkness took me and I fell asleep content. Ares Pov

Just as Zayne was about to untie them, Cole shouted at him to stop. “Don’t do it! Someone will be coming to our rescue soon.” Zayne suspiciously asked, “Who?” Sure enough, it did not take very long for Sir Ares to come back. He was holding onto a water bottle in his hand as he walked over at a carefree pace, looking happy and content. It did not seem like he was worried about his comrades’ well-being at all.

Had I just… been rejected by the mate I had silently devoted myself to for three years? Before I could get up, Ares Grant's voice rang out again. "What? Do you think it's not fair?" He stood on the platform, took out a handkerchief to wipe the hand that had just struck me, and threw it into a brazier. "Throughout this week, I've always smelled a Rogue's scent on you. Arthene said you often go out late at night and sneak around. At first, I didn't believe it, but…" Ares waved a hand. "Bring it up here!"

He had been quiet and waiting patiently on the other line while Alex snapped at Saoirse. Alex turned his attention back to the phone call. "Fuck off, Ares. I need you to send the item to me. I am not screwing around anymore." "I am going to have to decline," Ares said. "Ares, you son of a bitch..." "Don't worry. You will see me soon, so save your insults till then," with that, Ares hung up the phone. What is that supposed to mean?