Zeus Hades Poseidon Novels & Stories

From the Familia that wields the greatest impact, to the lowest of them all. Dimitris Aetos, as the head of the Zeus Familia, god of the sky and lightning, the red tattoo on a Zeus familia being an Eagle. Michalis Laskaris, as the head of the Poseidon Familia, god of waters, horses, seas and earthquakes, the red tattoo on a Poseidon familia being a Horse. Charilaus Diamandis, as the head of the Apollo Familia, god of archery, healing sun and light, music and prophecy, the red tattoo on an Apollo familia being a Swan .

Poseidon murmured, his ocean-blue eyes dark with fury. Ares let out a low, amused chuckle, standing up from his seat. His crimson armor shimmered in the dim light, and the flames of war flickered in his irises. “Finally,” he said, rolling his shoulders, his bloodthirsty smirk sending chills down the spines of the lesser gods in the room. “It’s been too long since I’ve crushed something beneath my feet.” Hades was the last to move. He did so slowly, his dark robes barely making a sound. The room dimmed as his presence expanded, and shadows curled around him like sentient entities. His cold, eerie eyes flickered toward Zeus.

He got up from her body and sat on his knees, both on either side of her body. He looked divine, but not like Zeus, but like Hades like there was darkness in his body and soul. A strike of thunder shone through the room, illuminating his body, and now he looked like the Norse gods, so beautiful and dangerous. She had always been afraid of thunder, for she didn’t have parents to hug her to sleep when she was scared, but this thunder didn’t scare her as she was in the presence of more terrifying horror. HIM. A sound brought her attention back; he pulled the string of his sweatpants and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Don’t, please, anything but this,” she joined her hands on the headboard.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

He held my hand as I looked in his eyes. “I know… they eventually will, though I’ve tightened the security. We’ll know if they try to invade.” He sighed taking me away from Elinor’s room. We walked in the office where he sat me down. The reel whirred and I saw the familiar face. “The soul sorcerer has 5 tiers. Poseidon, Hera, Hestia, Demeter, Hades.” Zeus began talking. “All are---” I managed to speak when Arthur intercepted.

He, the god Poseidon and the god Zeus were the ones who built the peaceful Mount Olympus as it is today. “Why did I come here? Could there be news coming from hell?” At this time, Poseidon opened his mouth so that the air was no longer cold. Here, the god Poseidn is still the largest, so his authority is only inferior to Zeus, the owner of Olympus. ”

The meek, quiet woman who had withered in the Temple of Light was gone forever. "You are beautiful, Lyra," Hades said, appearing behind me. His eyes were full of awe. He took my hand and pressed a kiss to my fingertips. "Today, all the realms will witness you become my one and only, to share my throne and my eternity." When Hades and I walked side-by-side into the grand hall, the gods of Olympus were already assembled. Their faces were a mixture of astonishment and a complex, veiled discomfort. After all, just a few months ago, I had been Apollo's betrothed.

Minho and LJ moved in front of Javi, as if they could protect their brother from what was already done to him. "Poseidon." Minho snarled, "Let Javier go, now, or your superiors will hear about this." "Which superior? The only superior I recognize is my brother, Zeus, and he was the one who ordered me to assist the demons." Poseidon shrugged, sauntering toward them. He had taken the human form of someone who looked barely fifteen, although the characteristic injury to his left eye was still there. A gift from his brother Zeus, the rumors said. Minho had belatedly noticed Poseidon cradling a dagger in his hand.

It'd been long he'd left the vast seas to come live with us, amongst the mortals. Hermes and Apollo, my brother, sat beside Poseidon, and Demeter, Aprodite, Athena and I, sat beside Hera. "Brother, I see you have taken an inkling to the mortals, after dwelling with them for a long time." Poseidon said, chuckling. His bare chest visible. His body looked like they were forged out of steel and iron. His tightly toned abdominal muscles and biceps flexed as he chuckled. He looked enormously huge as his crown settled on his head, and his dark waist-length hair danced, as he chuckled. He wore dark jeans, evidence of blending in with the humans, and had his trident in one hand.

As they entered the main chamber, they were greeted by the sight of magnificent statues depicting the Greek sea gods and goddesses. On one side, there loomed a regal statue of Poseidon, the mighty god of the sea, holding his trident and exuding a sense of power and authority. Beside him, there was a statue of Amphitrite herself, the beautiful and serene goddess, with flowing hair and a gentle smile on her face.