Trials Of Apollo Characters Novels & Stories

His voice came through the door, exhausted and commanding. Protection in name, but confinement in truth. I lay on the cold floor, listening to the sounds outside. The three of them arguing, then reconciling, a twisted picture of family harmony. I listened to Gavin speaking gently, soothing his mother and Lydia. My heart died completely. I thought I would wait for his apology and his protection. It turned out everything had been nothing but my own delusion. In this house, I was always the one who could be sacrificed, the one who could be abandoned.

I explained. I had no idea what Apollo was capable of, but I knew he was positively ruthless. Selfish and likely had powerful friends. Did I think he would hurt Vance and Christian to ensure only Liam is king? I just didn’t know. Their world is still to foreign to me. All the magic, all the unknowns. “It is going to work out, you’ll just have to trust me. Come on, let’s try and get a few hours of sleep,” he said, as he began to pull me to my feet.

"Those damn Vultures. Alright, I'll be down in a few." "Okay." "I'm coming to." Livia protested. "Of course you are. There is no way I'm letting you out of my sight." Apollo scooped her up carefully and made his way to the others. Alaric was the first to see the duo. "Damn, you look like shit Livia." "Oh, really, I was going for your everyday look. So I guess I succeeded." "Fuck you." "Not interested." Apollo shook his head, slowly sitting on the sofa with Livia in his lap. On the other hand, Livia was disconcerted by the knowing looks of her friends and family. "Is it necessary for me to sit here?"

"You make me question if you were ever fit to be our Luna. Perhaps you need a chance to prove it." My blood ran cold. "What… what are you going to do?" "The Moonlight Trial." A collective gasp rippled through the pack members who had gathered around us. The Moonlight Trial was a death sentence. It was an ancient, brutal ritual for the strongest warriors, not for the Luna. Not for me. "Ethan, that's… that's too dangerous," I said, my voice low. "Is it?" His voice was devoid of warmth, final and cold. "If you can't pass a simple trial, how can you protect this pack? Or, you could get on your knees, apologize to Bella right now, and give up your title as Luna."

Ava stood at the head of the fire, Selene at her side. And when she spoke, her voice shook the ground. “The Trials were never about strength,” she said. “They were about control. But the bloodlines they tried to silence? We’re still breathing.” She raised her fist. “And we’re not asking for power anymore. We’re taking it.” Howls erupted around her. —THE THREE ALPHAS Cassian stood behind her, arms crossed, smirk playing at his lips. "Damn, Pierce. You sound like a queen already."

I had the strength—and the means—to bring the entire Specter family to its knees. "I… I understand," Carrie said with great effort. Then, humiliated, she turned and fled in disgrace. I watched her retreat, eyes like ice. She just got what she deserved.

What scheme was the Moon Goddess plotting now? "Apollo." The Moon Goddess stepped forward, relief washing over her face. "Thank the heavens you've come. I'm on the brink of losing Endymion because of this mortal's interference." Apollo turned to me, his gaze sweeping over me with curiosity. "So this is the infamous lycan wolf." He circled me slowly. "Word of my father's trial has spread through Olympus like wildfire. A competition between a goddess and a mortal. How could I resist such entertainment?" He moved closer, and the heat radiating from him intensified until I felt like I was standing too close to a bonfire. By the time he stopped directly in front of me, my skin was flushed and bur

Even my friend Ram back on Demonicon couldn't hold a magic candle to the smarmy smile and eye drooping wink this character threw my way. Comical, really. Just comical. Trill rolled her eyes with a heavy sigh and punched him firmly in the stomach. He gasped out a breath of air, doubling over before glaring at her. "Sydlynn Hayle," she said between clenched teeth, "our brother, Apollo." Ah. Now it made total sense. "You found him." Was that why he fit between them, between their power? "Some days I wish we hadn't." She gave him another grumpy look before tossing her hands in the air. "If we didn't need him to channel our two magicks, I'd have kicked his butt to the curb about five seconds afte

His eyes met mine, giving me another death glare as my grandfather walked away. “It’s definitely an honour to be trained by him. I’ve heard stories about how he used to train right before they were locked in the human realm. He was ruthless and unforgiving, a true warrior.” I turned and studied his face, and his eyes were focused on my grandfather. Watching as he showed another trainee how to hold his stance while swinging his sword. Then, his eyes returned to mine, his lips stretching into a breathtaking smile. “I’m Apollo, by the way; this is my first year trying out. I believe I’ve seen you a few times in the warrior training but never had a chance actually to introduce myself.” He reache

Mandatory participation. “Good afternoon, everyone.” The previous Alpha’s voice was deep and strong demanding the attention of the room. “Welcome to the beginning of the Luna Trials. It’s great to see so many wanting to participate for the chance to be the next Luna of the Ash Mount pack.” Cassy snorted and was promptly elbowed by Alex. “Other packs have sent their own candidates for the Trials. Please welcome them and enjoy some healthy competition with our guests.” Another snort, another elbow. Worth it.