Sir Ares Goodnight Novels & Stories

I tell him, "It needs to be finished before I move on to the next lifetime. I don't know if I will ever get all these memories back to be capable of completing my mission." “Iokaste, we have heard about the details of your plan. We have seen your sacrifices, and commend you for seeing this plan through. We do not fight all wars on the battlefield, as you are soon to find out, Daughter of the Moon Goddess. You truly are the warrior Selene prides you to be,” the man sitting next to Hermes says. There is no confusing him to anyone else. Ares stands as tall as Zeus. He is broad and muscular like Bronx, with light brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is wearing an ornate golden chest plate and m

Mona came bursting back into the suite, carrying a silver tray loaded with hot tea and a plate of fresh bread and soup. Ares instantly took a step back, his entire posture shifting back into that cold, emotionally restrained military general mask. "Eat something, Your Majesty," Ares said, his voice returning to a formal, polite tone that felt completely distant compared to a moment ago. "You need to rest." "I will," I said, offering a small, weak smile as Mona set the tray down on the coffee table. Ares turned toward the exit, nodding briefly to my maid. "Good night, Elira," Ares said quietly, his hand resting on the heavy brass door handle as he paused.

You all are amazing. ~Ari~

He is coming. Aria closed her eyes. Yes. The voice sounded almost amused. And he will burn the world trying to reach you. For once, Aria did not disagree. Because she knew it was true. And somewhere beyond the city walls, beneath the same cold moon, Ryan was already preparing for war.

Ara smiled back politely. The night seems to be dreadful rather than enjoyable for Ara. She did appreciate the new experience but the place really is not meant for her. If only Erikka hadn’t begged her for real she wouldn’t even think about coming to a place where so much indecency is going on. After the last shot of whatever Ronald had served her she searched for Erikka who had been dancing with another guy she found cute. “Erikka!” she called out loud. She couldn’t see the faces of the people on the dance floor. It’s too dark and the lights are blinding her sight. “Damn it, Erikka. Where the hell are you?” she mumbled to herself. Feeling the call of nature she climbs off the stool to go on

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

Later in the day, I finally got a chance to talk to Jeremy and he looked exhausted. “What’s been going on the whole of today?” I asked, the evening was already upon us. “It’s been a very busy work day, my joints hurt badly, jeez!” He replied, crashing on a couch in the living room. “I haven’t seen Ares either.” I said and he shook his head. “You won’t see much of him tonight either, he has a meeting with the elders that could run into the early hours of the morning.” Jeremy replied and my heart sank, I missed Ares already.

I say, punching him in the arm. I cringe inwardly, what is wrong with me? He chuckles, still grinning as I unlock the door, “Goodnight Ares.” “Goodnight, Scarlett,” he waves at me, slowly rolling out of the compound while I stand there, legs threatening to give way.

Ares looks over at me, I gaze into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes as I take in his fresh yuzu and bamboo scent. "I can't believe the summit is tomorrow, and Freya just had Howl last night." I yawn, sitting up and rub my eyes. "It's crazy, but if anyone can rebound fast enough it would be one of those women, they're incredibly strong willed." Ares chuckles; kicking the blanket off he gets up and out of bed. Sitting back against the headboard with my arms crossed behind my head, I smirk, watching my mate's perfect bare ass as he walks towards the bathroom.

The energy work had left me more drained than I'd realized. "Rest," Ares ordered, pulling off his boots. "I have one more meeting this afternoon, and then I'm done for the day. We can have dinner up here, just the two of us." "That sounds perfect," I mumbled, already feeling sleep pulling at me. I felt him lean down and press a kiss to my forehead. "I love you, little wolf." "Love you too," I whispered, and then sleep claimed me.