Urano Dios Novels & Stories

Dante answered conversationally. Kaeden rolled his eyes. “So what? You’re going to tell me that my man is one of the seven deadly sins and that there are seven of you?” Dante beamed, “Brother-in-law, you catch on quick, but why don’t you know this? Ah, never mind, my mate doesn’t know about it either,” he gave up. “What nonsense are you speaking? Corbin’s my brother,” Chris asked angrily. Dante hummed, “It’s because he is the moon goddesses, son, that all this shit happened to him. An otherworldly being loves him, and the only one allowed to love her son is the mate she chose for him,” he answered nonchalantly.

(A/N The picture above is the scene she witnesses when he turns around. He is beautiful, is all I can think. No one can be compared to that Deimos but I am impressed by this male. Reaching them Deimos glances at me and back to him before introducing me. "This is my mate," Deimos says to the male. He says nothing but just keeps on looking at me without making a single noise. His intense stare makes a blush creeps up my cheeks. Deimos clears his throat removing the male from his haze. "Then you must be called Luna, I am Cronus." He tells me in a gentle tone with a small bow still keeping his eyes on me. His voice pulls me into a trance, such a unique voice he possesses deep but also high pitch

How can they be alike in so many places? You're just like him – Amaris's eyes in the dark had a blank solitude, but quickly regained their seriousness to do something more important. Brawen, of course, also did not say that because small and Juventus are one. In the sky, the clouds in the night still follow the wind, gently drifting towards the horizon. The inside of Uranus's fortress looked peaceful on the outside, but in reality, chaos was about to happen. Under Amaris's summoning order to the central district, even though none of them understood what was going on, since that order came from a pure lineage, even a paradox would become the truth.

Angry at the outcome, Luna Margaret being not just a witch but also a werewolf, sought help from the witch Alana " Witch Alana who she thought would help her, connived with the council and they got her killed, not just that, her child was also murdered, they feared that, she would become a threat to them. They may have succeeded in killing Luna Margaret but her soul reminded, vengeful to avenge her husbands and daughter's unjust demise, she had to take control of the body of a young werewolf, not just any werewolf, the one who'd one day raise and one day, become " the true hybrid ". And I happened to be that person, I am to become the true Hybrid.

I cock my head to the side, my eyes moving over the three moons at the top of the panel – references, obviously, to this world and the celestial bodies that are almost always visible in the dark sky. Beneath each moon is carved the vague figure of a young man. “This must be what Orion was talking about,” I murmur, stepping forward to trace my fingers over them, wanting to be closer to the story. “The three moons as…men?” “Yeah, whereas we only have one moon,” Anton says, stepping close to my side. “Which is ruled by the Goddess.” I nod, letting my eyes drift further down to the symbols carved beneath each of the male figures. The one all the way to the right, the smallest moon, is accompanie

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”

Human Luna. Maya’s breath hitched violently in her throat. Her name, Maya Scott, was circled in stark red ink right next to those words. Panic, cold and sharp, flooded her veins, chasing away the exhaustion. She frantically flipped through the rest of the file. There were incident reports detailing shifts, territorial disputes, and Moon Goddess rituals. There was an entire section dedicated to Thomas Caldwell, categorized under a threat level designated as Mutiny. This wasn’t a corporation. This wasn’t a mafia. This was a cult, or something entirely outside the realm of human logic.

Angela:As you say (as her and minos take queen Elvina to the bedroom) On Uranus news of the fall of Neptune had finally reached there and the king called a war summit Achilles (king of Uranus):General we have heard about the recent attacks on neighboring planets by that cryptoian kataros what do you suggest we do Lucan (commander of Uranus troops):I suggest we send for tropias our strongest warrior we all know he is as strong as kataros they both trained together on crypton and maybe he could possibly stop kataros

I hiss at the stinging pain as my blood pools and drips through my fingers. His palm opens, and he connects his palm with mine, and I scream. It feels like fire seeping into me. “I, Kronos, son of the God Uranus and Goddess Gaia, the leader of titans. Remove the mark of death from Rosa Williams. The price has been paid, the sacrifice accepted.” I watch as her black aura changes to grey, then white. I fall back as I writhe on the ground, shrieking before it turns to a scream. I watch as Kronos pulls it from me.

I arch my back a little giving me a good view of his bulge. “You are so huge” I mutter as I run my fingers through his briefs and Enzo clenches his teeth together while squeezing my breasts tightly. “I want you Enzo” I whisper over his hair as I increase the intensity of my carrasses. “Say no more my queen” He pulls his body from the chair and places me gently on the table, my upper body bare for him to savor. “Let me worship you, Luna” he rasps out again. Moving closer to me, he holds onto my bra and unhooks it, freeing my peaks from its prison and Enzo immediately takes one in his mouth making an ecstatic moan to leave my lips.