The Olympians Graphic Novels Mga Nobela at Kwento

"The Supermen." Dennis placed his right hand on the top of his desk and immediately, a green light ran through the glass and his palm. "Clearance approved," the AI announced and a section of the top slid open to bring up a black manila folder. He passed it to Megan. Project Olympus. That was the title on the folder. Opening it, Megan discovered that it was a collection of detailed information on Jay, Adolf and Kei: their physiological stats, power description and stats, even their medical history. Everything had been documented in details.

As always no one cared about the wolfless omega! “Help!” “Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was a mere whisper. Suddenly Cynthia appeared in front of me holding my three babies, two girls and a boy. “My baby, you killed my baby girl! She was innocent. Why did you do that?” I wept bitterly, stretching my hands towards her. Instead, an evil shriek filled the forest, “You worthless omega, say goodbye to your twins!!” Two loud blasts filled the air! I looked up to see blood gushing from Davis and Davina’s skull. Kian just stood by the side chuckling.

I'll call you when we're done. Other students began to fill the auditorium, making the place although slowly, noisier and hotter in temperature. A fat student that had the shape of an hard-boiled egg sat in the seat next to him minutes before they commenced. Behind his sat a girl with eyeglasses so thick he suspected they were bulletproof. She had an awfully small nose that reminded him of rats. In the seat before him was another girl that looked so thin it reminded him of someone with a terminal disease.

All that ran in my mind was the woman calling out to me like a siren beckoning a sailor to his death. “Uh… I—” another round of heat hit me. She needed me. I had to get out of here quickly. “Withdraw your troops from Olympiad.” I said quickly. Gasps came out of every person in the room except my mother. “The boy knows nothing about combat! You clearly don’t know the situation in Olympiad.” “Silence Storm.” My mother said calmly. “Continue.” I grinded my teeth together and looked her dead in the eye. “Your men are dying in Olympiad. They’re ill equipped and against the elements up there. They’re better off fighting the dark angels here. Hera’s hybrid powers are making her soldiers stronger.”

For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. I think it's gentlemanly—and appropriate for me to WARN you all, too, that this book contains strong words, and gory contents, which like every other part of this book, will be written in a detailed form. Hence, this book will be inappropriate for children, and tweens, and juvenile teens. I wish you a great reading experience as you dive with me into this book! 😃 Enjoy...

Foster as she helped me fix my hair and prepare for today’s agenda. “The Seekers are the ones who still have no idea of what their powers are. The Academy of Olympus does not just teach every Olympian to learn to control and use their powers for the greater good. But also help those people find what they are looking for and discover what powers they have.” Dr. Foster carefully explained. Afterward, she went beside me and lent me a very thick book. It says an unfamiliar alphabet which I cannot understand. “What is this?” I gave Dr. Foster a questioning look.